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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