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Miracles, I believe, are when something good happens, when all around us is bad, and getting worse. Miracles are the glimmers of hope that keep us going, and doing the right things in gratitude. Miracles keep us grounded, when we realize our belief in a Higher Power is reciprocated. We profess to ourselves and others that we believe, we believe, we believe, and then something happens in the form of what we consider a miracle, and we instinctually know we are being watched over and protected, and that our belief system is in the right place. Sometimes that comes in a close call of some nature, whether it is narrowly missing getting into an accident, or almost hitting a telephone pole or a deer. We realize that some other power, greater than ours, intervened, and that my friends, is considered by many of us, to be a miracle.
I have experienced a few in my lifetime. Having been told at twenty seven that I would be blind and crippled by the time I was twenty eight, and being fifty one, and that not having happened, is one of the miracles in my life. Even if it was simply the incompetence of the several doctors I went to before I found the right one, it was a miracle in my life. I have been going through a great deal of grief over the news that someone very close to me was heading for an early exit from this Earthly home of ours. Going through a divorce, and many other problems and situations at the same time, has been difficult. After a week to ten days of total denial and heartache, and finally, acceptance to the best of my ability, one of several doctors in a row, gave a much different and hopeful diagnosis two days ago.
This was truly a miracle. If this family member had stopped going to one doctor after another, a characteristic we both learned from my mother, who was a nurse, they would most certainly have gone through their ordeal and left us all behind. Now, there is hope. Several doctors said there was nothing that could be done. Of course, I am fuming with this cold, calculating system of ours that makes health insurance so high, nobody can afford it, and as a result, this family member went to several doctors that gave them no hope. Finally, they were able to go to an oncologist for their problem , and the miracle happened with their diagnosis.
Wasted time, more money spent on doctors than it would have cost for one specialist, all of us in our family devastated for a period of time, and then a whole other turn of events. These turn of events are a miracle to those in our family. There are lessons galore in this situation, for many different people. Live life to the fullest. Never give up the fight until it's over. Appreciate what you have, appreciate the time to live and love and learn. Don't take anyone or anything for granted, it only takes a few seconds for tragedy to happen. It only takes seconds to say I love you. Seconds to ask someone how their day was. Seconds to smile at the people you come in contact with. Seconds to pray, and thank God for His wisdom and power and compassion.
Sometimes we forget what we're here for, and how much we like being here! We quickly remember when a man in a white coat tells us our time is about up. Suddenly, the sky is a brighter blue, the sun is warmer and more brilliant, our kids are more important than ever, our family is rallying to comfort us. We know we will miss all there is about this life we lead. My family member told me while they were contemplating their own mortality, "Don't worry about the menial things." I think that's a great lesson for us all. Little things shouldn't upset us while we are on a journey of learning how to appreciate life and those we love. And we need to do so before we are no longer able. All the little things that upset us are menial, compared to our mortality and our life. Worrying about material things is useless in the realm of things.
We need money, we need cars, we need a roof over our head, clothes, insurance, food, and bills. Those are things that need to be taken care of, but we don't have to obsess over them. They are not as important as having loving relationships with our kids. It is a wonderful feeling to be loved and respected by your kids. These are the important things. To have your kids call you to talk, and because they miss you, and love you, is very rewarding. There is no price you can put on that. My family member can hope to get this behind them, and enjoy all the things they thought were going to end. A new lease on life, a reprieve, a new beginning, a miracle.
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