The light in the darkness

When I was a teenager I alienated my best friend. I had been dabbling in witchcraft. You do not need to believe in the power of darkness. You only need to believe that I believe. As a result of my search for power(this is why many teenagers experiment with witchcraft), I had gained access to an evil presence. That is not the miracle.

My best friend (whom I had alienated) called me out of the blue. He knew that I was in trouble and would not listen to my lies that I was fine. He had been called by God to check on me; to help me.

When my friend came over, he prayed with me. He taught me the rosary and we prayed on our knees together. I never had a problem with an evil presence since. It was several years before I saw my friend again. I have always been grateful for his intervention and for the power that called him to my aid.

The state of sunshine

We often think of miracles as the parting of the Red Sea. We often do not recognize a miracle when we see one. It is easier to see miracles in our rear view mirror.

When I was three I was a very curious tot. My brother was playing baseball in our yard with his friends. I decided the best view of the game was behind the batter. My brother (who was five at the time) had moved me from behind the batter several times did not realize I had snuck back into my place with a view, swung the bat to hit the pitch thrown. Of course his bat slammed neatly into my forehead. I was knocked unconscious. My face was swollen so much I could not open my eyes for awhile. Where is the miracle in this? How is it that I would thank God for this. The miracle in this is I did not suffer permanent brain damage. The miracle is that I did not die.