COST OF A REAL MIRACLE

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COST OF A REAL MIRACLE

 

Baba said, “He never cared for coins. What had he to do with them? His two pice

were (1) Firm Faith and (2) Patience or perseverance. I gave these two pice or

things to him, and he was pleased” in Sri Sai Satcharitra, Ch. XVIII & XIX.

 

An eight year old child heard her parents talking about her little brother. All

she knew was that he was very sick and they had no money left. They were moving

to a smaller house because they could not afford to stay in the present house

after paying the doctor’s bills. Only a very costly surgery could save him now

and there was no one to loan them the money. When she heard daddy say to her

tearful mother with whispered desperation, “Only a miracle can save him now,”

the child went to her bedroom and pulled a glass jar from its hiding place in

the closet. She poured all the change out on the floor and counted it

carefully. Clutching the precious jar tightly, she slipped out the back door

and made her way six blocks to the local drug store. She took a quarter from

her jar and placed it on the glass counter.

 

“And what do you want?” asked the pharmacist.

 

“it’s for my little brother,” the girl answered back. “He’s really, really sick

and I want to buy a miracle.”

 

“I beg your pardon?” said the pharmacist.

 

“His name is Andrew and he has something bad growing inside his head and my

daddy says only a miracle can save him. So how much does a miracle cost?”

 

”We don’t sell miracles here, child. I’m sorry,” the pharmacist said, smiling

sadly at the little girl.

 

“Listen, I have the money to pay for it, if it isn’t enough, I can try and get

some more. Just tell me how much it costs.”

 

In the shop was a well-dressed customer. He stooped down and asked the little

girl, “What kind of miracle does your brother need?”

 

“I don’t know”, she replied with her eyes welling up. “He is really sick and

mommy says he needs an operation. But my daddy can’t pay for it, so I have

brought my savings.”

 

“How much do you have?” asked the man.

 

“One dollar and eleven cents, but I can try and get some more”, she answered barely audibly.

 

“Well, what a coincidence,” smiled the man. “A dollar and eleven cents – the

exact price of a miracle for little brothers.” He took her money in one hand

and held her hand with the other. He said, “Take me to where you live, I want

to see your brother and meet your parents. Let’s see if I have the kind of

miracle you need.” That well-dressed man was Dr. Carlton Armstrong, a surgeon,

specializing in neuro-surgery. The operation was performed without charge and

it wasn’t long before Andrew was home again and doing well. “That surgery,” her

mom whispered, “was a real miracle. I wonder how much it would have cost?” The

little girl smiled. She knew exactly how much the miracle cost ….one dollar and

eleven cents…plus the faith of a little child. Perseverance can make miracles

happen.

 

TAMASO MA JYOTIRGAMAYA….

 

The way to God is the way to surrender.

It is the way of leaving everything to the Lord.

It is the way of letting go, letting God!

Then you are anxious about nothing….not even your spiritual progress.

You are naught.

God alone is!