The Price Of A Miracle

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The Price Of A Miracle

 

Sally was eight years old when she heard Mommy and

Daddy talking about her little brother, Georgi.He was

very sick and they had done everything they could

afford to save his life. Only a very expensive surgery

could help him now and that was out the financial

question. She heard Daddy say with a whispered

desperation,"Only a miracle can save him now."

 

Sally went to her bedroom and pulled her piggy bank

from its hiding place in the closet. She shook all the

change out on the floor and counted it carefully.

Three times... The total had to be exactly perfect...

No chance here for mistakes... Tying the coins up in a

kerchief, she slipped out of the apartment and made

her way to the corner drug store.

 

She waited patiently for the pharmacist to give her

attention,but he was too busy talking to another man

to be bothered by an eight year old. Sally twisted her

feet to make a scuffing noise...She cleared her

throat... No good... Finally she took a quarter

from its hiding place and banged it on the glass

counter. That did it!!

 

"And what do you want?", the pharmacist asked in an

annoyed tone of voice. "I was talking to my brother."

"Well, I want to talk to you about my brother, "Sally

answered back in the same annoyed tone. "HE'S SICK....

AND I WANT TO BUY A MIRACLE."

"I beg your pardon," said the pharmacist. My Daddy

says only a

 

miracle can save him now. How much does a miracle

cost?""We don't sell miracles here, little girl. I

can't help you." Sally replied "Listen, I have the

money to pay for it... Just tell me how much it

costs."

The other man, a well-dressed man, stooped down and

asked, "What kind of a miracle does you brother need?"

"I don't know," Sally

 

answered... A tear started down her cheek... "I just

know he's really sick, and Mommy says he needs an

operation. But my folks can't pay for it, so I have my

money.How much money do you have?" asked the

well-dressed man. "A dollar and eleven cents," Sally

answered proudly..."And it's all the money I have in

the world..."

 

"Well, what a coincidence," smiled the well-dressed

man. A dollar and eleven cents... The exact price of a

miracle to save a little brother. He took her money in

one hand and with the other hand he grasped her mitten

and said, "Take me to where you live."I want to

see your brother and meet your parents."That

well-dressed man was

 

Dr. Carlton Armstrong, renowned surgeon, specializing

in solving Georgi's Malady. The operation was

completed without charge and it wasn't long until

Georgi was home again and doing well...Mommy and Daddy

were happily talking about the chain of events that

had led them

to this place. "That surgery...,"Mommy whispered,

"It's like a miracle.

 

I wonder how much it would have cost? "Sally smiled to

herself... She knew exactly how much a miracle cost...

One dollar and eleven cents...

Plus the faith of a little child.

 

ITS THE FAITH WHICH MAKES MIRACLES OTHER THAN ANYTHING

ELSE...

 

Jai Gurudev