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Serialization of Neil’s Internationally Distributed Novel (Rust On My Soul) (Published by Bridge Press(1985) starts on his blog Wyrick’s Writings Tuesday April 13th and continues each Tuesday until finished. Thursday and Sunday will continue to cover a variety of subjects.
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She was only eight years old and what she was hearing from her mother and father was not good. Her little brother George was sick and he was going to die.
The only thing that could possibly save him was a very expensive surgery which the family could not afford.
“Only a miracle can save him now,” and she heard her father’s voice break as he said it.
Tears began to flow down her cheeks as she headed for her room and her little piggy bank. When she had broken it she began to count how much money she had saved. She counted the amount three times. It was the same figure all three times.
She placed the few small coins in a cold weather kerchief, walked down from their upstairs apartment and headed for the corner drug store.
There was a long line but she waited patiently.
Finally the pharmacist turned to her and asked, “And what can I do for you, young lady?”
“I want to buy a miracle,” she replied.
“I beg your pardon.”
“My daddy says only a miracle can save my little brother who is dying and I just want to know how much does a miracle dost?”
“Sorry honey…but we don’t sell miracles here.”
“But I have the money to pay for it. Just let me know how much it cost.”
One of the men who had been standing in line had stayed around while he examined a pierce of merchandise just to the right of the counter and heard it all.
“What kind of miracle does your brother need?” he asked.
“I don’t know,” the little girl Mary replied, “I just know he is very sick and is going to die unless he gets a miracle.”
“And you want to buy one for him?
“Yes,” and her lip began to tremble,
“How much money do you have?
“A dollar and eleven cents.”
“Well now” said the man. “It just so happens that is the exact price a miracle to save your little brother will cost.” He took the money with one hand and then her other mittened hand and said, “Take me to where you live. I want to see your brother and meet your parents.”
The well dressed man was Dr. Carlton Armstrong, renowned surgeon specializing in solving the malady that was destroying her little brother. The operation was completed without charge and it wasn’t long until he was up and around and doing fine.
The parents still could not believe this great doctor had done what he did with no charge to them.
“I wonder how much it would have cost,” said both mother and father. “It’s like a miracle.”
Sister Sally smiled because she knew how much a miracle cost.
A dollar and eleven cents.
Below are recent Titles on Neil’s other blog Wyrick’sWritings blog To read them go to Google and where it says “Google Search” type in “Wyrick’s Writings”
March 13 A MASTERPIECE OR A MESS?
March 9 DO YOU COURT DIVINE MADNESS?
March 7 WHAT IS A PRAYER FENCE?
Jan 20 THE LOUD SOUND OF SILENCE
Jan 12 WHAT IS SO DIFFERENT ABOUT STARS?
Dec 10 TAKE TWO ASPIRIN AND PUNT
Dec 3 GOD HAD A DREAM
Nov 11 LIFE ON THE OTHER SIDE OF FOREVER,
Nov 4…AN UNEXPECTED HIGHWAY TO SUCCESS
Nov 1 …ARE YOU SNIFF AND SNUFF OR HEM AND HAW
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Wednesday, May 5, 2010
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