Miracles still happen around us today, if, we have the eyes to see them and the eyes to hear them. A miracle is an effect or extraordinary event in the physical world that surpasses all known human or natural powers. Miracles cause wonder and amazement inexplicable by normal standards.
We convince ourselves that life will be better after we get married, have a baby, then another. Then we are frustrated that the kids aren't old enough and we'll be more content when they are.
The story is told of a king who had a close friend with whom he grew up. The friend had a habit of looking at every situation that ever occurred in his life (positive or negative) and remarking, "This is good!" One day the king and his friend were on a hunting expedition.
The pastor coaxed, offered warm milk, etc. The kitty would not come down.The tree was not sturdy enough to climb, so the pastor decided that if he tied a rope to his car and drove away so that the tree bent down, he could then reach up and grasp it.
From New York City, on a cold day in December, some years ago, A little boy, about 10-years-old, was standing before a shoe store on the roadway, barefooted, peering through the window, and shivering with cold.
"Watch out! You nearly broad sided that car!" My father yelled at me. "Can't you do anything right?" Those words hurt worse than blows. I turned my head toward the elderly man in the seat beside me, daring me to challenge him. A lump rose in my throat as I averted my eyes.
My Mother's father worked as a carpenter. On this particular day, he was building some crates for the clothes his church was sending to an orphanage in China. On his way home, he reached into his shirt pocket to find his glasses, but they were gone. When he mentally replayed his earlier actions, he realized what had happened; the glasses had slipped out of his pocket unnoticed and fallen into one of the crates, which he had nailed shut.
Sally jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room. She asked, "How is my little boy? Is he going to be OK? When can I see him?"
The boy stood with back arched, head cocked back and hands clenched defiantly."Go ahead, give it to me." The principal looked down at the young rebel. "How many times have you been here?"
Sally was only 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.
Ruth went to her mail box and there was only one letter. She picked it up and looked at it before opening, but then she looked at the envelope again. There was no stamp, no postmark, only her name.
Mary and her husband Jim had a dog, Lucky. Lucky was a real character. Whenever Mary and Jim had company for a weekend visit, they would warn their friends not to leave their luggage open, because Lucky would help himself to it.
Like any good mother, when Karen found out that another baby was on the way, she did what she could to help her 3-year-old son, Michael, prepare for a new sibling. They find out that the new baby is going to be a girl, and day after day, night after night, Michael sings to his sister in Mommy's tummy.
There once was a man named George Thomas, pastor in a small New England town.One Easter Sunday morning he came to the Church carrying a rusty, bent, old birdcage, and set it by the pulpit. Eyebrows were raised and, as if in response, Pastor Thomas began to speak... 'I was walking through town yesterday when I saw a young boy coming toward me swinging this birdcage.