As I sat in the long line of traffic waiting to get through the massive area of construction, I watched the traffic light cycle it’s signals to no avail. Nothing and no one was moving. It was 92 degrees. Here, up against Lake Erie, 92 humid degrees is down right torturous.
I have no AC in my van.
I could feel the tension building in me. The traffic jam, the boys in the backseat that were too hot and not shy about it, the effect of the heat on me, the smell of the thick, sticky, humid cigarette smoke wafting into my van from somewhere among the sea of cars in front of me.
“Why are we SITTING HERE!?!” a voice screamed from inside my head. At that moment one of my favorite 80s songs came on the radio, Mike and the Mechanics, All I Need is a Miracle, and I thought, “Ha! Ain’t THAT the truth!! I could sure use a miracle right now.”
And then it happened…
Suddenly my entire perspective shifted. And when I say shifted, I mean it physically felt like someone had picked me up and spun me in a circle. Like going from looking at the road out in front to suddenly staring at the windshield itself. A miracle.
I suddenly thought of the first pages in the book A Course in Miracles that tells the reader repeatedly how deserving and entitled they are to miracles, and how miracles are a part of everyday life.
“I am entitled to miracles,” I thought. “And miracles are a part of everyday life.”
I gave life to healthy, wonderful children. That’s a few miracles. I am still head over heels in love with my husband after 12 years. THAT’S a miracle. I see synchronicity everywhere, all the time. That’s a miracle.
“Mom, what are you looking at?” came Michael’s voice from the backseat.
My mind shifted back to my butt in the seat and realizing I was just staring blankly out the windshield in thought, I replied, “Nothing really… I’m just sitting here.”
Then I shifted again and got that weird feeling of being picked up and spun in a circle, and I found myself looking at the exact traffic jam as before, only now it was different.
“Look at those cars! How completely amazing that someone figured out what metals were in the Earth and someone figured out how to take those metals and shape them into car parts, but not before someone figured out how to make an internal combustion engine. I mean, what are the chances that would happen? It DID happen and we all drive around without even considering not only the miracle that we HAVE cars, but all the many many miracles that had to be worked into the plan before the car could ever have happened in the first place!
“Look at those construction vehicles! They weight TONS. There sits TONS of steel that they can make move around at will and repave the road upon which I drive my miracle car.
“And the pavement!! OMG! How amazing is PAVEMENT!?”
And then I looked to the side and saw right into the car next to me where some woman was just staring, with an irritated look on her face, out of her windshield, clearly caught in the same train of though that had me in it’s grips mere moments before.
“How AMAZING that this woman was born and lived all of her life to come to this moment in time to be the person that I will look at and realize the absolute MIRACLE that she is! She’s angry and beautiful.
“I don’t need a miracle. I could probably sit right here in this spot all day and contemplate all the amazing miracles that really ARE a part of my everyday life. I can’t believe that the depth of the miracles in this life have escaped me until this moment…. Life is miracle. They are inseparable.
Honk! Came the insistent sound behind me. I turned my eyes front and saw that the traffic had cleared and I was being urged to take advantage of the open road… and I did. A Miracle.
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My affirmation until Monday, 8-9-10 on the New Moon~
I AM a miracle in motion~ Only more miracles can come from me*
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