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--- On Wed, 9/3/08, Kim <mail wrote:

 

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I'd LIKE THIS BACK IF IT APPLIES

" Maaike " <seraphilia_angel

Wednesday, September 3, 2008, 3:33 PM

 

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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.

 

Signed: GOD

 

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