In this life we cannot do great things. We can only do small things with great love. ~Mother Teresa
Each one of them is Jesus in disguise. ~Mother Teresa
Recently, I caught the movie A Walk To Remember (2002) on television. The book by the same name was written by Nicholas Sparks. Although I’ve never read that particular book by Mr. Sparks, I’ve seen the movie on numerous occasions. I really enjoy the bittersweet love story, and I’d like to give the book a try. Perhaps one day.
For those of you who read the book and/or watched the movie, ultimately a miracle happened. The main character, Jamie Sullivan wanted to witness a miracle, and after a few years, she got her wish. That was one of the items on her bucket list so to speak.
While watching, and knowing how the movie ends, I still found myself sitting on the edge of my seat and getting a warm fuzzy feeling at the actions leading up to the miracle. It was in that instance, I began thinking of miracles, small and large. With so much negative and unsettling actions taking place all over the world, some unknown to the masses and continue privately, it’s nice to think that we live in a time of actual miracles. That goodness does exists. We see tragedies and the ugliness of human behavior, but there is also the opposite. The good does exist, it just not as popular or accepted.
Being raised, and is a practicing Catholic, who attended proctorial school for seven years, in my lifetime, as short as it is comparatively to history in general, I’ve seen, witnessed and heard of miracles. The seeing and witnessing miracles, I’ll get to momentarily, but the hearing of miracles have been documented for ages. The saints have been blessed with an extra dose of God’s grace, and God has had a very special relationship with these chosen people who do good in His name. During the canonization process, these miracles are brought to light. Random Fun Facts: Becoming a Saint
I once read Mother Teresa said her calling came to her in the form of a poor person. She said she looked him in the face and saw Jesus. Everyone knows Mother Teresa from her accomplished days of helping the poor in Calcutta. Since Mother Teresa is on the road to sainthood with her beatification by Pope John Paul II, and she is the epitome of spiritual purity, I thought it fitting to incorporate her.
On a side note, originally, when I began writing this blog post a few years ago now (wow how time does pass by quickly!) I was helping Kyle with his geography homework, Europe before World War II. Every time he mentioned Albania, I thought of Mother Teresa, where her roots began.
Over the years, speaking with people from all walks of life and faith practices, most have never heard of such modern day miracles, I mean even the big ones! Keep in mind, Columbus was credited with discovering America in 1492. Miracles happened and continue to happen all over the world. The story of Our Lady of Guadalupe took place in Mexico in the 1530’s. Then there’s the very intriguing story of Joseph of Cupertino, the Christian mystic and saint who had the power of levitation. He was from Italy in the mid to late 1600’s. I have to add the miracle of the bleeding Eucharist with the consecrated host. In fact, there are several such instances.
Of course, some miracles have been heard of, but perhaps not completely understood. Thanks to the movie Stigmata, Saint Francis of Assisi, who suffered the marks of Christ’s Passion through the stigmata, was brought to light.
There are so many other miracles that unfortunately, I don’t know them all, or I only remember the overview of the story, and not the pertinent details. Keep in mind, I’m no expert on saints or miracles, but I’ve heard and accepted the stories as a sign from God and I believe wholeheartedly. Perhaps miracles happen to reinstate our faith and to give us hope.
Not too long ago, I was told a story from a person who used to be an alcoholic. For privacy sake, I’ll leave his name out and how I know him. He told me of his emotional journey toward sobriety, having a similar experience like Mother Teresa. Now here is this assumed ordinary Catholic man (I’m not saying you have to be Catholic to partake or witness a miracle), who was literally touched by Jesus. After I heard the story, I didn’t doubt it for one minute! Actually, I was so excited for him, I couldn’t stop thinking about it, even to this day. To me, I was blessed enough to have a first hand account of such a miracle and holy intervention.
Really? Oh yes. My friend was befriended by a man who worked at this rehab facility. The two men spent weeks together, sharing stories and working out my friend’s inner demons. My friend even said the man’s face (worker) was like light. Years after my friend’s release, he went back to the facility to find the worker who made such an impact in his life. He wanted to thank him and keep him abreast of his new life in the clean and sober world. Guess what? The man never existed. There was no record of him, anywhere, nor his likeness or his name. It’s as if the worker didn’t exist, yet my friend spend hours upon hours with him, even in front of people. To this day, he said he has no urge to drink and that God simply took that away. Something to think about.
What miracle have I seen and witnessed? First a good friend of mine survived a brain aneurysm that erupted, with little to now side effects. She’s a walking modern day miracle. Any others? Sure. Every time I attend mass and watch the priest consecrate the host and the wine into the Eucharist, the body and blood of Christ. If you think I’m being naive or mislead, refer to the seventh paragraph above and look into it with an open mind.
I hope everyone gets to witness a miracle or at the very least a good deed! We could all use a little reminder of good in our lives.
On a funny note, my biggest miracle would be to have Kyle drop the attitude. He’s a good kid, with an edge to him.
This screen shot below is too comical. I participated in one of those silly games on Facebook, and this was the answer for what is my calling. Since I know it’s not true, as much as I’d be honored and blessed for it to be true, I wanted to prove we all have it in us, even me, even for a moment in a game.