Sometimes people are the miracle, by their presence, their prayers or in a sacramental plate of homemade cookies.
When the divine decides to reach its hand into human existence, it doesn't matter whether we believe it's happening or not.
Even when we swing a sledgehammer of doubt and try to destroy the evidence, miracles happen. Every day. All around us.
Even if we don't have the eyes to see them. Yet.
Cathleen Falsani
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