[Guruvayur/Guruvayoor] A little story

November 24, 2006

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Hare Krishna,

I'D LIKE THIS BACK IF IT APPLIES

A little girl went to her bedroom and pulled a glass jelly jar

from its hiding place in the closet.

She poured the change out on the floor and counted it carefully.

Three times, even. The total had to be exactly perfect. No chance

here for mistakes.

Carefully placing the coins back in the jar and twisting on the

cap, she slipped out the back door and made her way 6 blocks to Rexall's

Drug Store with the big red Indian Chief sign above the door.

She waited patiently for the pharmacist to give her some

attention but he was too busy at this moment.. Tess twisted her feet to

make a scuffing noise. Nothing. She cleared her throat with the most

disgusting sound she could muster. No good. Finally she took a quarter

from her jar 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'm talking to my brother from Chicago whom I haven't seen in

ages, " he said without waiting for a reply to his question.

" Well, I want to talk to you about my brother, " Tess answered

back in the same annoyed tone. " 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 now. So how much

does a miracle cost? "

" We don't sell miracles here, little girl.I'm sorry but I

can't help you, " the pharmacist said, softening a little.

" Listen, I have the money to pay for it.If it isn't enough, I

will get the rest. Just tell me how much it costs. "

The pharmacist's brother was a well dressed man.He stooped

down and asked the little girl, " What kind of a miracle does your

brother need? "

" I don't know, " Tess replied with her eyes welling up.I just

know he's really sick and Mommy says he needs an operation.But my

Daddy can't pay for it, so I want to use my money. "

" How much do you have? " asked the man from Chicago .

" One dollar and eleven cents, " Tess answered barely audibly.

" And it's all the money I have, but I can get some more if I

need to. "

" 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 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.Let's see if I have the miracle you need. "

That well dressed man was Dr.Carlton Armstrong, a surgeon,

specializing in neuro-surgery. The operation was completed free of

charge and it wasn't long until Andrew was home again and doing well.

Mom and Dad were happily talking about the chain of events that

Had led them to this place.

That surgery, " her Mom whispered. " was a real miracle. I wonder

how much it would have cost? "

Tess smiled. She knew exactly how much a miracle cost...one

Dollar and eleven cents .... plus the faith of a little child..

In our lives, we never know how many miracles we will need..

A miracle is not the suspension of natural law, but the

operation of a higher law.. I know you'll keep the ball moving!

Here it goes.Throw it back to someone who means something to you!

A ball is a circle, no beginning, no end. It keeps us together

Like our Circle of Friends. But the treasure inside for you to see is the

treasure of friendship you've granted to me.

Today I pass the friendship ball to you.

Pass it on to someone who is a friend to you.

MY OATH TO YOU...

When you are sad.....I will dry your tears.

When you are scared.....I will comfort your fears.

When you are worried.....I will give you hope.

When you are confused.....I will help you cope.

And when you are lost....And can't see the light, I shall be

your beacon.....Shining ever so bright.

This is my oath.....I pledge till the end.

Why you may ask?.....Because you're my friend.

God's wonderful ways.

With Love,

Sree

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November 24, 2006

Jai Sreekrishna Thank you Sreedharji for sharing this article with the group. Just realities. The faith and the innocence of the child was the cost of the miracle. If only ,we also have that faith and innoconece Humbly Syamala Sue <suesuni wrote: : Hare Krishna,I'D LIKE THIS BACK IF IT APPLIESA little girl went to her bedroom and pulled a glass jelly

jarfrom its hiding place in the closet.She poured the change out on the floor and counted it carefully.Three times, even. The total had to be exactly perfect. No chancehere for mistakes.Carefully placing the coins back in the jar and twisting on thecap, she slipped out the back door and made her way 6 blocks to Rexall'sDrug Store with the big red Indian Chief sign above the door.She waited patiently for the pharmacist to give her someattention but he was too busy at this moment.. Tess twisted her feet tomake a scuffing noise. Nothing. She cleared her throat with the mostdisgusting sound she could muster. No good. Finally she took a quarterfrom her jar and banged it on the glass counter. That did it!"And what do you want?" the pharmacist asked in an annoyed toneof voice. I'm talking to my brother from Chicago whom I haven't seen inages," he said without waiting for a reply to his

question."Well, I want to talk to you about my brother," Tess answeredback in the same annoyed tone. "He's really, really sick... and I wantto buy a miracle."" I beg your pardon?" said the pharmacist." His name is Andrew and he has something bad growing inside hishead and my Daddy says only a miracle can save him now. So how muchdoes a miracle cost?""We don't sell miracles here, little girl.I'm sorry but Ican't help you," the pharmacist said, softening a little."Listen, I have the money to pay for it.If it isn't enough, Iwill get the rest. Just tell me how much it costs."The pharmacist's brother was a well dressed man.He stoopeddown and asked the little girl, "What kind of a miracle does yourbrother need?"" I don't know," Tess replied with her eyes welling up.I justknow he's really sick and Mommy says he needs an operation.But myDaddy can't pay for it, so I want to use my

money.""How much do you have?" asked the man from Chicago ."One dollar and eleven cents," Tess answered barely audibly."And it's all the money I have, but I can get some more if Ineed to.""Well, what a coincidence," smiled the man. "A dollar and elevencents---the exact price of a miracle for little brothers."He took her money in one hand and with the other hand hegrasped her mitten and said "Take me to where you live. I want to seeyour brother and meet your parents.Let's see if I have the miracle you need."That well dressed man was Dr.Carlton Armstrong, a surgeon,specializing in neuro-surgery. The operation was completed free ofcharge and it wasn't long until Andrew was home again and doing well.Mom and Dad were happily talking about the chain of events thatHad led them to this place.That surgery," her Mom whispered. "was a real miracle. I wonderhow much it would have

cost?"Tess smiled. She knew exactly how much a miracle cost...oneDollar and eleven cents .... plus the faith of a little child..In our lives, we never know how many miracles we will need..A miracle is not the suspension of natural law, but theoperation of a higher law.. I know you'll keep the ball moving!Here it goes.Throw it back to someone who means something to you!A ball is a circle, no beginning, no end. It keeps us togetherLike our Circle of Friends. But the treasure inside for you to see is thetreasure of friendship you've granted to me.Today I pass the friendship ball to you.Pass it on to someone who is a friend to you.MY OATH TO YOU...When you are sad.....I will dry your tears.When you are scared.....I will comfort your fears.When you are worried.....I will give you hope.When you are confused.....I will help you cope.And when you are

lost....And can't see the light, I shall beyour beacon.....Shining ever so bright.This is my oath.....I pledge till the end.Why you may ask?.....Because you're my friend.God's wonderful ways. With Love,SreeCopy addresses and emails from any email account to Mail - quick, easy and free. Do it now...All New Mail – Tired of Vi@gr@! come-ons? Let our SpamGuard protect you.

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