I do believe in miracles. But they are not necessarily "3-D HD Ten Commandment-Mega-Red-Sea-Parting" style miracles. The first blades of a new springtime grass are miracles. Our bodies responding to our thoughts and desires — the flexing of our fingers, the beating of our hearts, our children being born — are certainly miracles. The endless litany of nature's bounty that surrounds us is a never-ending miracle. It is up to us to be open to, and aware of, the miracles which fill us every moment of every blessed day. If we can learn to empty our hearts and minds of the distractions in our lives that come between us and God, we can become aware of how miraculous life truly is. Always.
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