Miracles and Memories

Sometimes the things i think of as miracles are not so big.I mean i think some people just expect miracles to be ENORMOUS like the loaves and fishes and Jonah.But thats where they are missing out.A great week with Alex thats a miracle to me.An antique found at the op shop now there to me is a true miracle as it survived not only 100 years probably in a house with CHILDREN but even SIBLINGS,and then it went through the donation bit at the op shop all thrown in with other odds and ends.Now there my friends is a MIRACLE and that i can buy it because i recognize the gem beneath the grime another miracle.Here is one of my favourite small miracles,These ferns were found growing under our house ,not unusual thjavascript:void(0)e mountains is covered in them,WE transplanted them around the side and they grew to cover an ugly kitchen window view of the neighbors carport .Now for free it is my favourite window view.

The memory part is my leadlight hearts made by my father and also some by my sister,Were not they both so clever.Now my dad is gone but each day i see the hearts hanging in my window catching the dappled light i am reminded that he loved me so much.Now there my friends is a Miracle.