There Are Still Christmas Miracles

In a recent post I talked about an acquaintance of mine who was coldly told by her doctor she may have lung cancer.  I saw her Saturday and she was all smiles.  Her son talked her into getting a second opinion and after extensive testing the diagnosis is not cancer.  But what she told me next filled me with the spirit of Christmas that I can't get in a box.

She told me that when she was first told of the diagnosis, she began to pray every day.  And every day that she prayed she felt a hand on the area where the doctors thought the cancer was.

All I could do was embrace her.  She had been given a Christmas miracle.  And so was I.

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