The Faith of a Child

A little girl went to her bedroom and pulled a glass 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 the Drug Store.
She waited patiently for the pharmacist to give her some attention, but he was too busy at this moment. 
She 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,'
  She 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,' she 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,' she 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 neuron-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?'
The little girl 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.

Father Tomas Del Valle-Reyes
Discovering 21 Century
P. O. BOX 1170New York, NY 10018
212-244-4778

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Love one Another..........Life is too Short ! ! ! !

Once upon a time there was an island where all the feelings lived;
happiness, sadness, knowledge, and all the others, including love.
One day it was announced to all of the feelings that the 
island was going to sink to the bottom of the ocean. 
So all the feelings prepared their boats to leave. 
Love was the only one that stayed. 
She wanted to preserve the island paradise until the last possible moment. 
When the island was almost totally under, love decided it was time to leave. 
She began looking for someone to ask for help. 
Just then Richness was passing by in a grand boat.  
Love asked, "Richness, Can I come with you on your boat?" Richness answered, " I'm sorry, but there is a lot of silver and gold on my boat and there would be no room for you anywhere."
Then Love decided to ask Vanity for help who 
was passing in a
beautiful vessel. 
Love cried out, "Vanity, help me please." "I can't help
you," Vanity said, " you are all wet and will damage my beautiful boat."
Next, Love saw Sadness passing by. 
Love said, “Sadness, please let me go with you." 
Sadness answered, "Love, I'm sorry, but, I just need to be Alone now."
Then, Love saw Happiness. 
Love cried out, " Happiness, please take me
with you." But Happiness was so overjoyed that he didn't hear Love
calling to him.
Love began to cry. Then, she heard a voice say, "Come Love, I will
take you with me." It was an elder.  
Love felt so blessed and overjoyed
that she forgot to ask the elder his name. 
When they arrived on land the
elder went on his way.
Love realized how much she owed the elder. 
Love then found Knowledge and asked,
"Who was it that helped me?"
"It was Time," Knowledge answered.
"But why did Time help me when no one else would?",
Love asked.
Knowledge smiled and with deep wisdom and sincerity, answered,
"Because only Time is capable of understanding how great Love is."
Rev. Father  Tomas Del Valle-Reyes
P.O. BOX 1170
New York, NY 10018

Tel- 212-244-4778
http://www.descubriendoelsiglo21.com/