A
Miracle
for
Her
The
doctors
said,
"Things
are
bad,"
As
they
announced
their
diagnosis
"There's
something
growing
in her
brain,
No
hope,"
was
their
prognosis.
Specialists
were
consulted,
They
ran
tests
and
shook
their
heads.
"This
thing
is
growing
much
too
fast,
Too
bad
... so
sad,"
they
said.
Of
course,
there
were
many
prayers,
From
family,
loved
ones,
friends,
"Please,
dear
Lord,
a
miracle,"
Was
how
each
prayer
began.
There
were
days
she
seemed
to
rally,
Perhaps
an
answer
to
folks'
prayers,
Though
other
days
she
seemed
to
fail,
Then
folks
felt
deep
despair.
One
step
forward;
two
steps
back,
And
that's
the
way it
went,
Some
days
everybody
cheered,
Other
days
...
they
wept.
The
prayers
for
her
continued
on,
"Please,
dear
Lord,
a
miracle."
By now
God
knew
their
words
by
heart,
He,
too,
was
sad
...
but
merciful,
God
watched
her as
she
battled
Against
that
thing
inside
her
head,
He
smoothed
her
brow
and
blest
her,
While
soothing
those
beside
her
bed.
But
then,
as was
predicted,
She
gently
slipped
away,
What
happened
to the
miracle,
For
which
so
many
prayed?
We
know
God
heard
her
loved
ones'
pleas,
Since
He
hears
every
prayerful
word,
And
since
she
loved
her
Lord
so
much,
Why
not a
miracle
for
her?
Though
she
was
prayed
for
day by
day,
At her
death,
folks
were
distressed,
For
they
believed
what
was
received
Was
not
per
their
request.
Folks
prayed
that
she be
free
of
pain,
They
prayed
that
she be
well,
They
prayed
that
she be
fully
healed,
"Please,
dear
Lord,
a
miracle."
Well,
all
their
prayers
were
answered,
With
results
folks
could
not
see,
But
that's
the
way
the
good
Lord
works,
Part
of His
mystery.
When
the
angels
brought
her to
Him.
God
embraced
this
precious
soul,
As He
granted
then
her
miracle,
Which
made
her
well
and
whole.
written by
Virginia (Ginny) Ellis
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