HOW MUCH DOES A MIRACLE COST?

A little girl wentto her bedroom and pulled a glass jelly jar from its hiding place in the closet.She poured the change out on the floor and counted it carefully.
Threetimes, even. The total had to be exactly perfect. No chance here for mistakes.
Carefully placing the coins back in the jar and twisting on the cap, sheslipped out the back door and made her way 6 blocks to Rexall's Drug Store withthe big red Indian Chief sign above the door
.She waited patiently forthe pharmacist to give her some attention, but he was too busy at this moment.Tess twisted her feet to make a scuffing noise. Nothing.
She cleared her throatwith the most disgusting sound she could muster. No good Finally she took aquarter from her jar and banged it on the glass counter. That did it!'And what do you want?' the pharmacist asked in an annoyed tone ofvoice.
I'm talking to my brother from Chicago whom I haven't seen in ages,' hesaid without waiting for a reply to his question.'Well, I want to talkto you about my brother,' Tess answered back in the same annoyed tone.
'He'sreally, really sick...and I want to buy a miracle.''I beg your pardon?'said the pharmacist.'His name is Andrew and he has something badgrowing inside his head and my Daddy says only a miracle can save him now
So howmuch does 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 getthe rest.
Just tell me ho w much it costs.'The pharmacist's brother wasa well dressed man.
He stooped down and asked the little girl, 'What kind of amiracle does your brother need?''
I don't know,' Tess replied with hereyes welling up.
I just know he's really sick and Mommy says he needs anoperation. 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 dollarand eleven cents,' Tess answered barely audibly.'And it's all the moneyI have, but I can get some more if I need to.
''Well, what acoincidence,' smiled the man. 'A dollar and eleven cents---the exact price of amiracle for little brothers. 'He took her money in one hand and withthe other hand he grasped her mitten and said 'Take me to where you live.
I wantto see your brother and meet your parents. Let's see if I have the miracle youneed.'That well dressed man was Dr. Carlton Armstrong, a surgeon,specializing in neuro-surgery.
The operation was completed free of charge and itwasn't long until Andrew was home again and doing well.Mom and Dad werehappily talking about the chain of events that had led them to this place.'That surgery,' her Mom whispered. 'was a real miracle. I wonder howmuch it would have cost?'Tess smiled.
She knew exactly how much amiracle cost..one dollar and eleven cents....plus the faith of a little child.In our lives, we never know how many miracles we will need.Amiracle 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 tosomeone who means something to you!A ball is a circle, no beginning, noend.
It keeps us together like our Circle of Friends.
But the treasure insidefor you to see is the treasure of friendship you've granted to me.TodayI pass the friendship ball to you.Pass it on to someone who is a friendto you.
MY OATH TO YOU...
When you are sad....
I will dry yourtears.When you are scared.....
I will comfort your fears.
Whenyou are worried....
I will give you hope.When you are confused.....
Iwill help you cope.And when you are lost....
And can't see the light, Ishall be your beacon....
Shining ever so bright.This is my oath.....
Ipledge till the end.Why you may ask?....
Because you're my friend