Miracles do happen. I have a firm belief in miracles, and to be very honest I pity and sympathize with people who don’t. This belief may depend on an individual’s interpretation of a miracle or sometimes on the boundaries he confines himself in.
Even as a child I had always dreamt of the Miracle Man. He was my idol, the savior, the superhero, the ultimate. He still is, all of these albeit from a different perspective. As earlier he doesn’t fly around in fancy dresses. Maybe he is not as unblemished as I had thought, a tad not as awe-inspiring in some ways.
It’s the belief in this miracle man which leads us to do things which may resemble miracles in the least and gives something priceless: Hope :)
3 comments:
how true... :)
Hmm. interesting thought. Wouldn't you like calling the miracle man as someone we refer to as 'God'?
No.
God is somebody whose taken for granted, who is not supposed to be marvelled at! If you talk of faith, yes we are close :)
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