this really moved me

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  1. Shanvy

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    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 and counted it carefully, three times.
    The total had to be exactly perfect. No chance here for mistakes.

    Carefully placing the coins back in the jar, she slipped out of the
    back door and made way to Rexall's Drug Store.

    She waited patiently for the pharmacist to get some attention, but he
    was too busy. Tess made some 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 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

    "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. So how much 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 dollar and
    eleven 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.

  2. madhu11

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    nice one. thanks for sharing it!
  4. slp807

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    that was a very good post.........
    Thanx for sharing..................

    -Shantha Kasiarunachalam/:

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