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“How much does a miracle cost?”

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 se en 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. I f 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.


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


February 11, 2010 Posted by | Love That! | , | Leave a comment

Make The Best Of It…

November 21, 2009 Posted by | Love That! | , , , | 2 Comments

Snuggle up.. What are you Thankful For?

Want something fun to do today, stay out of the cold, find a snuggle blanket, something warm to drink, and get out the picture book’s. Many times I often wonder, where all of my school friends are at today.. Some times I can locate them on FB, but some are not. Some times I can look back at old pictures and realize that, life was good.. Grateful that pictures can create memories, of past time experiences, good and bad. I believe that every one has some one special that comes into their life’s, maybe to stay awhile, and maybe just passing through.. SO much I have learned from many of them. Pictures always seem to bring me back to that time, was it something I needed to learn at that time, or was it a time that I could reach out and touch some else’s life!! Never the less, I love the pictures that can make me LOL, or the ones that remind me of the love someone shared with me.. Grateful today for all the experiences I have had through out my life… Some times just making time for yourself, being alone, helps you to become more comfortable just being with you. So many times I see other’s that struggle with being alone. I use to be that way. Now as I get older the more I want to just be alone…

Reading a great book, can be so relaxing.. Have you ever just snuggled up in a blanket all day, and read an entire book? Well I have. Maybe not as often as I could have, but it sure sounds like a relaxing way to get your mind off your troubles, read about someone else’s.. LOL Just kidding… One of my most

favorite author’s would be Anita Stansfield. her books are so hard to put down… Now she is one of my addiction’s. Look her up… Have a super weekend, enjoy the ride…



What are you Thankful for?… Julie

November 21, 2009 Posted by | Love That!, Memories, Mindwise, relaxing | , , , , , | Leave a comment

I’ll Stand by You..


October 20, 2009 Posted by | Love That! | , | Leave a comment

When your child’s best friend moves away…..

This story touched my soul today!! And so I am sharing it with all of you. It reminded me of my own story!! When I was a very young girl, my best friend moved away too! She moved clear to Alaska, and I knew that I would never see her again, and That still holds true today!! I have tried and tried to find her, but I always come up empty handed. So I can really relate to this. We played and we did everything together. Our families went on picnic’s together, we ate as much watermelon as we could together, we went tubing down the creek together, we tried catching fish together, we played hide and go seek, baseball, four square, spot ball, hopscotch, we climbed big trees and jumped out into great big pile of leaves together, we went to the library to reading time together, we rode our bikes to the local swimming pool together, we played Batman & Robin together, as you can see we did a lot together, and the day I had to say goodbye to her, I remember a piece of me went with her!!

Here is the Story… My seven year old daughter’s best friend is moving away. Tomorrow. And not to another neighborhood, town, city, or state, but to another country. Not only are they best friends, but across-the street neighbors, class mates, and kindred spirits ( I am not prone to exaggeration and am actually a bit of a cynic so this statement is big coming from me). They were born 3 weeks apart so have literally know each other since birth. They can spend hours together in some magical land of make believe where only they reside, creating worlds out of twigs, rocks, bugs and other things they find in the yard. I know they are only seven, but their friendship is something special and something that I really don’t think all children experience. That said, my heart is broken for my daughter who has started this school year without her best friend.

To back up, I knew about the move for a week or so before I could figure out how to tell my daughter the news late this summer. I was excited for our friends’ new adventure, yet sad for our family to lose them. I am somewhat to ashamed to admit that my first thought was, What about my daughter? What would she do? Although she was having a great summer full of swimming, camps, the beach, and time with friends, she doesn’t get to see her best friend as much in the summer and starting August 1st was counting down the days until school started. Why? Because then she could see best friend every day. My stomach sank as I figured out how to tell her.
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September 29, 2009 Posted by | Love That!, Memories | , , , | 2 Comments