If you stop and consider all that it takes to get here unharmed and presumably healthy, we all are pretty lucky.
Miraculous mortal folk.
But we don’t think like that do we? We consider not, the frailty of life. Only once we are put in the position where there is personal effect, do we ponder these things.
I pondered the beauty, the wonder and the miracle of it all this past week when my son turned 11. He never was considered a life that would thrive. A life just as valuable as a healthy person. Life frail, but full. Life that teaches others how to “live”.
I implore you to explore what you have taken for granted within your four walls. Are there those who have defied odds and you need to look up and say a thank you? Are you that person who has their own amazing story to tell?
Miracles exceed understanding, and for this, some do not believe in their value. The magic, the abundance in the joy it all brings….unexplainable. I choose to bathe my conscious in all its beauty. There is no need to rationalize, or analyze it. It has no propaganda. It doesn’t ask for recognition, hence the reason it should receive it.
So, I give to you, my review. There are no equations you can place “miracles” it in to force it to make sense. There is no end all explanation.
And you know what guys, we all need this reminder. The reminder that we do not hold all the answers. It is refreshing to see those magical stories and moments exist out there They are free for you to be blessed by. Take comfort in them. Let them nurture you where you lost hope.