Miracle…The dictionary defines it as "an event that appears unexplainable by the laws of nature and so
is held to be supernatural in origin or an act of God."
When I reflect
on the men and events that led me to Noel, I am forced to conclude that a
miracle -- no, a series of miracles -- has occurred. How else can years of heartache turn out to be, in the long run,

But then my inner critic says, "Are you so self-obsessed as to believe that the hand of God/universe
moves through your puny life?"
Well, if I assume an infinite God/universe,
the answer is, why not? The
dictionary definition of infinite is "having
no boundaries or limits."
With that in mind it seems self-obsessed to
think that the influence of something infinite wouldn't extend to me, or anyone
else for that matter. Of course I could also claim that we're all chemical
accidents in a dead and meaningless universe. It just doesn't make a very
interesting Ah-Ha Moment!