Story by Joseph J. Mazzella (Author)
Life is full of miracles. They come in all sizes too. Most people only notice the big miracles, but the tiny miracles surround us every day. They are gentle reminders of how much God loves us and how much we can love too.
I got one of these miracle reminders just the other day as I was driving my handicapped son to the sheltered workshop where he works part-time. The sky was full of gloomy, gray clouds, but they had not dampened my mood. I was singing along with the radio and indulging in a favorite past-time of mine: joy watching. I was keeping my eyes open for little things that would uplift my heart and nourish my soul. So far that day I had noticed patches of white Daises and Queen Anne ’s Lace blooming along the side of the road, the first red Maple leaves of the year, and a smiling dog sitting on its front porch.
The best sight of all, though, happened just as I rounded a curve. A young mother was waiting to cross the road. Her five year old daughter was by her side. In the mother’s arms was another daughter about two. As I got closer to the family the little toddler in her Mother’s arms saw us, smiled, lifted her tiny arm, and began to wave at us. My son and I both smiled and waved back at this little angel. Just then the gray clouds parted for the briefest instant and a beam of sunshine broke through to kiss that little girl with its light.
That miracle moment stayed in my heart the rest of the morning. I felt God’s love flowing down from Heaven on that beam of sunlight. I saw His lesson for us all too in that girl’s tiny wave. May we all live as she does: joyously, lovingly, and enthusiastically. May we all share our own smiles, waves, and light with everyone we meet in this world. May we all be the miracle and help to bring a little more Heaven to Earth every day.
