Above all things, I believe in miracles. No matter what is going on in my life, I am constantly surrounded by them. Ordinary miracles: a flower opening, the birth of a child, the sun rising, the rain falling, the fact that we live and breath in a vast, infinite universe. But also the not so ordinary ones: my prayers ALWAYS being answered, even if not in the way I expect. My father being healed of cancer. My grandfather surviving his health issues. A child just being saved from being hit by a car. All things I've seen. Miracles surround us. Maybe they aren't expressed by a man walking on water, or by rising from the dead, but they are there none the less.
