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A little girl went to her room and looked for a jar of jelly from a hiding place in the wardrobe. He threw the contents on the floor and counted them carefully.

Even three times. The total had to be exactly perfect. There was no way to make mistakes here. Carefully, returning the coins into the jar and closing her lid, she slid out the back door and walked six blocks to the Rexall's drugstore, where she saw the big, red, Indian chief's warning on the door. He waited patiently until the pharmacist gave him some attention, but he was too busy at the moment. Tess shifted her feet, making a noise. Nothing. He had the ugliest sound he could do. Nothing. Finally, he took a 25 cent coin from the jar and hit it against the counter. They paid attention to him!

- What do you want? - the pharmacist asked in an annoyed tone of voice - I'm talking to my brother from Chicago whom I had not seen in years. - he said, without waiting for an answer to his question. - Well, I want to talk to you about my brother. - Tess answered in the same tonomolesto - He is really, really sick ... and I want to buy him a miracle. - His name is Andrew and there is something ugly growing inside his head and my dad said only a miracle now you can save it. So how much does a miracle cost?

- We do not sell miracles here, little girl. I'm sorry, but I can not help you. - said the pharmacist, softening the tone a little.

- Hey, I have the money to pay for it. If it's not enough, I'll get the rest. Just tell me how much it costs.

The pharmacist's brother was a very well dressed man. He advanced a little, bent down and asked the little girl:

- What kind of miracle does your brother need?

How much do you have? - asked the Chicago man.

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- One dollar and eleven cents. - Tess answered in a way that was almost not heard - And it's all the money I have, but I can achieve something more, if needed. - Well, what a coincidence! - The man smiled - A dollar and eleven cents, is the exact price of a miracle for the little brothers. He took the money from her in one hand and with the other took his little hand and said: / p>

- Take me where you live. I want to see your brother and meet your parents. Let's see if I have the miracle you need.

The well-dressed man was Dr. Carlton Armstrong, a surgeon, who specializes in neurosurgery. The operation was completed without charge and it did not take long until Andrew was back in his home in good condition. Mom and Dad spoke happily about the chain of events that led to the operation.

That surgery was a real miracle. I wonder what it would have cost.

Tess smiled. She knew exactly how much a miracle costs: one dollar and eight hundred dollars.

What is more important than getting everything we want? Knowing how to keep it!

It is not enough to receive everything we want. We have to be ready in order to be able to keep it, appreciate it and be full for it.

If the universe is not giving you what you want right now, maybe it's time to work on nurturing everything you already have ...

  • Adam Floyd