The Price of A Miracle

[Guest guest]

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.

 

IT'S THE FAITH WHICH MAKES MIRACLES OTHER THAN ANYTHING ELSE...