Miracles. I do believe. It is primarily a matter of where we look. A matter of "how" we look. It is often deemed by me as a construct of belaboring the thoughts. Sorting out if you would - the positive from the negative. Remembering from where we've come, the challenges we've battled. Those things that have 'made us stronger.' Some speak of attitude - and this is one form of the desifering, the struggle we all face. In the land of "not so Oz."... Where there is no "yellow brick road." The fairytales we're taught - and continue to teach - that inform us that there's "no place like home."
My postulation is, where is home? Is it in our minds, our hearts, in our souls? How is it that we are taught to decipher such matters, and alas, where is the rule book? If we are to daily restart the generator, and forever be 'positive'... shouldn't someone, somewhere give us a guide of just how to do this? Particularly in this, this world of difficulties. This world where there isn't enough money, there isn't enough spouses, people loose loved ones, and people do evil things. People you think you can trust, turn on you, each and every day -- in this endless human characteristic we are all supposed to have called "trust." Keep moving, keep going, keep paying, keep trusting.... all for the sake of what, I say? To trust another untrustworthy individual? Yet, as I told you in the beginning, I DO believe in miracles. I believe in a supreme being - not to offend, as I intend to make this public - but His name is Jesus. However, I am not supernatural. I am human. I struggle. I believe others struggle too. I know that I am not alone in my thoughts.
Depression is a horrible disease, if you will. Chronic pain is another unrelenting madness. I have both. Yet, I will not let it defeat me, nor will I surrender to its endeavor to disable my life completely. If I have nothing left but a voice, I have a voice.
Miracles are possible. I've seen them take place in my life. I've seen them take place in others lives. God can do anything. Life is difficult, this is a great truth. Yet, we must forge onward. I will do something for another person today. I will stretch myself. I will live despite what my mind tells me - and get on with the matter of living. I hope (and pray) that whatever might be troubling you - we muster some honor, dignity, and grace and do what the day asks of us.