I believe in Miracles: No. 1

Our granddaughter Darcy’s parents Lucy and Paul took their children to visit the new home of friends.
Looking around the garden they noticed a pond. The fencing around it included a bush but still appeared pretty impregnable. A little later after they’d gone inside that additional instinct that mothers have suddenly prompted Lucy to ask “Where’s Darcy?”.

The adults rushed off in all directions looking for her. Paul went to the pond. Under the water and laying on her back was Darcy (she’d gone under the bush). He grabbed her. She spluttered and, although soaking wet, was soon back to her chirpy self. That was a miracle.

Moral: When you evaluate a situation look at it with the eyes of even the smallest person.

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