NEEDED, ONE MIRACLE.

It is Sunday, early, cool and the promise of a beautiful fall day awaits outside my door. "I" has been up, out, did her barking. So now she is safely back in bed with The Emperor. I alone at the computer try to juggle words out of the silence. Words it appears may be hard to come up with today.

This is not the Blog Intended to write. So if my daughter wanders into Blogland and reads this, please don't make the link as I asked. Because I did not write what I had intended. My Momma use to say, "The best laid plans of mice and men." Now nothing I do is ever laid with very good plans. I am not a good plan maker. I rush into things pell mell, never thinking them out as good as I should. This applies to my Blog too. I think about what I will write about. Then when I sit down the rooms in my mind seem empty and sparse of words. So instead of a good put together Blog, the finished product is wild ramblings. Today I am afraid will not fare any better.

In defense of myself I must put in that I have had a rough week. We lost "H" and I have been busy trying to conjure up a miracle. Miracles are not tangible. You do not have power over them. We can pray for them but I guess its up to the Big Guy in the sky whether they materialize or not. I have always heard we have to have faith when we pray for something. A belief that what we pray for will happen. I close my eyes, I whisper a plea. When I feel nothing, I get louder. My plea turns into a demand. Now if God is all powerful the way I have always believed and have been taught since birth, demanding is not the way to go.

But when something is so important to you that you feel your heart will break if you do not get the answer you are asking. Then demanding seems to be okay. At least with me anyway. But I am not sure it works. I pray, I try to believe. I conjure up all the good thoughts I can. I always thought positive thinking was powerful. But when something is so important then its hard to always have the positive thinking going strong. Doubts set in, disbelief tugs at your mind. I wish God was a Big Purple Barney that handed out requests with a smile and a song. But of course I know he's not. "Hear me God, " I whisper. "This is so important. But I am answered with only my own words mocking me..

So as I stand here in Blogland, waiting to make my return trip back into the real world. I take my prayer out of my pocket and blow it into the wind. Hoping the vastness of blogland will carry it quicker into the sky and land it at the feet of God. Maybe it won't, maybe God doesn't do Blogland. But here's hoping. A definition f a miracle follows. But for now, I'm outta here.

Miracle--A supernatural act.