Do you believe in miracles? Often, many of us go through life imagining miracles to be huge, dramatic, made-for-Hollywood moments. Yet, a miracle can be as simple as a shiny penny that catches our eye as we ponder where our next paycheck or assignment will come from. The word Miracle comes from the Latin miraculum, meaning “object of wonder” and they happen every day. Today, I experienced a wonderful miracle that reconfirmed my belief in the goodness that is in humanity; even as we read about daily atrocities committed in countries around the world. What I have come to believe is that if we start our day with a spirit of positive expectancy, we open the door to attract good into our lives… and it could be in the smallest way.
I took a walk this afternoon on the aqueduct. It was bright and sunny when I left home, and I was glad that there was a nice breeze and calmness in the air. I put my headphones on, turned on the radio to my favorite station – wnyc/npr – and headed for the shade of the aqueduct. I was striding along enjoying the views before me; birds poking around for worms, squirrels scuttling here and there gathering nuts, and new blooming flowers popping up in all sorts of places. The news summary came on just before the next scheduled show and the prediction was for heavy thunderstorm warnings in NJ. I smiled, thankful that since I live in NY, I had nothing to worry about; at least not till much later in the day. It was a sunny day after all… 30 minutes into my walk, all that changed and I was caught in a sudden, nasty deluge with not a shade in sight. More below!
“Miracles are not contrary to nature, but only contrary to what we know about nature.” Saint Augustine
The age of the independent person is over.
The next level of success and happiness always
requires greater partnership. Robert Holden
I couldn’t turn back so I moved quickly, hoping the rains would subside by the time I made it to Main Street in the next nearest village. When feasible, as the pelting rain soaked my hair and clothes, I sought protection under trees with heavy branches, but to no avail. At one point, as I hurried along the now muddy, puddle filled aqueduct path, I thought my reprieve had arrived when there was a lull in the pelting rainfall, but then, it picked up speed again. By the time I got to Village X, I was drenched.
I stood under the awning of a cafe and wondered what to do next. I called a friend who worked at a local real estate office, but she had Sunday off. The receptionist mentioned that a little deli nearby sold umbrellas and I could get one there. I had no money on me, only my house keys and my cellphone. I trudged over to the deli sopping wet and asked the young lady behind the counter if she had any umbrellas.
“Sure. We have em… right by the door; over there. 12 bucks!” she said. I walked back to the entrance, picked up a black tote umbrella and, walking back, hesitated before saying, “I was taking a walk when the rains started… I live in the next village and brought no money with me.” “Okay…!?*” She answered, with a puzzled look on her face. Then she said, “You wanna buy it and come back later to pay for it, right?” “Right!!” I replied. “I promise to come back today. What time do you close?” I asked. “11pm… but I won’t be here. The other girl will. Just pay her. I’ll tell her.” she replied. “Thank you so much! Here, let me give you my name and home number to be sure.” I was thrilled and after sharing my details, I thanked her profusely, took the umbrella and headed back to the aqueduct in the rain. I was wet, but confident and smiling…
The rain continued falling around me and the pittar patter sounded like divine music to my ears. A woman, drenched by the rains, walked by me and muttered, “Smart, smart idea!” as she pointed at my umbrella. I started to say … “You can get one at…” when she waved me off, “It’s okay, I’m almost home.” She smiled and walked briskly, intent on not letting the rain stop her stride and exercise.
I thought about my exchange with the deli clerk. She had trusted me, a stranger, to come back and pay later for the umbrella I was holding… Now, that was a miracle. 15 minutes into my walk back home, the rains stopped and the sun came out again, shinning brightly as if the rains were a mirage. I smiled and still holding the umbrella over my head, I headed home. All was well with the world. Yes, I did go back to pay for umbrella and I am grateful for all who act as miracle channels for others. Prepare for your miracle and have a miraculous week ahead!
Stay Inspired! What are your thoughts? Have you had a miracle lately? When was the last time you were helped by a stranger? Would you consider the thought that you can be a miracle channel for others? Do share! Thank you.
*Please bear with me as I continue to catch up on your blogs and commenting… Thank you all for your patience!
Positive Motivation Tip: A miracle can be the kind act we experience from a stranger or even the windfall we least expected. Open your heart and receive all with gratitude.
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- Miracles as a Multidimensional Experience (evolutionarymystic.wordpress.com)
- Do You Believe in Miracles? (positivethoughtsonlife.wordpress.com)
- Lewis – Miracles (celclibrary.wordpress.com)
- On the doorstep of a miracle (marcylovesherlife.wordpress.com)
- Miracle (storieswithasoul.wordpress.com)
- Begin to expect the occasional miracle. – Michael channeled by Ron Head (oraclesandhealers.wordpress.com)
- How to be a Miracle Maker (dailymustard.org)
- Do You Believe in Miracles? (velindapeyton.com)
- Miracles (beingabetteru.wordpress.com)