The little girl was so excited that the Holidays were coming. She loved the days of the Holidays, for it was in these times that her life glowed; much better than her ordinary days, for she was an orphan in an orphanage, and, she was never really happy....
But every year, come November, she would get really exuberant. She was almost a nuisance to the Nuns of the orphanage, as she was so full of energy and chattered non-stop about the coming of Christmas. But, the Nuns felt the excitement too, they were simply more constrained in their expression of it...
One reason the little girl felt such joy at this time of the year is that she believed in miracles and totally believed that miracles happen this time of year. While she had been disappointed in previous years, that did not daunt her faith or belief, she simply went on with her daily routine and inner struggle....
She was waiting for the miracle of adoption; it was all she dreamed of. To be a part of a family, with love, affection, caring and sharing; that was all she needed to make life wonderful, and, she would never give up the hope...
She was being raised Catholic, but, within did not adhere to some of their practices, instead she developed her own ideals and her belief system was unshakable. She prayed fervently thanking God for the miracle she knew would come to be, she never questioned Him when the miracle did not occur each year of her young life...
Thanksgiving came and went. It was nice, the orphanage went to great trouble to provide a great feast and an atmosphere of the Holiday. It was a time of thanks and the little girl was very thankful for what she had been given and what was yet to come. She was pure and innocent, though her life thus far had given her reason not to be...
The day after Thanksgiving was time to decorate for Christmas, which all the children loved and took great pride in. The halls were decked with great joy and secret love of the Saviour, Jesus. I say secret love, for it was not known to the elders how much these children adored Jesus and believed in Him for His merciful blessings. After all, that is about the only hope they had, as in these days, if you are over two, it is very difficult to be adopted...
So, time was spent readying for the Holiday of all Holidays. It was a Holy season, and, each child felt the magic of the season in every way. It was also the time of year when there was a fairly steady stream of prospective parents observing the children in their daily routines. It was indeed, a time of highest hopes...
There was a boy named Andrew. He was as cute as they come, shy, quiet, and, reserved. He was adopted 3 weeks before Christmas by a couple who seemed to be heart wrenched by the sight of the children who knew no love. The other children were so happy for him, but, each time someone left, it left an overwhelming emptiness in most of the ones left behind. This is where the older children took charge. They would smother the younger ones with love and attention, hoping to alleviate some of their pain. It was a beautiful group of young ones, who without love, had learned to love because of it...
Christmas came and went. Many people came through the span of the days; nothing... Only Andrew had found happiness this year. The little girl was a strong one and chided herself for feeling hurt, rationalizing that there was always next year...
In January, they always had a winter fest, just to relieve some of the winter doldrums. It was an event of great fun for the children. They would decorate with snowflakes and other winter effects. For one whole weekend, they would go sledding, snow ball fighting, and, ice skating. There was lots of hot chocolate and other treats. It did, indeed, remove some of the dreariness of the long, cold months...
The little girl, whose name is Meagan, was coming in from a fierce snow ball fight. She was covered with snow and her face was red from the impact. Her hands and feet were very cold, but, her eyes were shining like diamonds, for she so loved the activities they were enjoying now. As she took off her coat and gloves and boots, a Nun approached her and told her to follow her. She thought that she was in trouble, again...
Meagan was frequently in trouble for she was a very outgoing soul. She loved to have fun, and, that included pranks and whatever else her creative mind would bring. She took it all in stride, and, they were not too hard on her, for she was an endearing child, and, held a special spot in each of Nun's hearts.
She was taken to the guest room. She became wide-eyed when she realized that she was being led there. Excitement rose into her throat. Could it be? Sure enough, waiting inside was a couple who looked expectantly at her when she entered the room. They each said, "Hello Meagan, how are you?" She told them that she was fine but cold, explaining that she had been playing outside for hours. They smiled and told her to sit down. Her heart was racing as she looked up to the Heavens, secretly praising God. She just KNEW that this was it!
The couple asked her many questions and talked of their lives and their home. They told her that they had tried many times to have children but they could not and so they had decided to adopt and from what they had read about her, she was what they were looking for. Meagan's eyes were shining like the brightest star of the night, and, then, she started to cry. The couple looked worried. They inquired about the tears....
Meagan tried to explain how all these years she believed that God would provide for her and how each year she was disappointed when she was picked over, and, now... The couple held her in their arms and cried with her. Their hearts were full of love for this lovely little girl and she was such a character, who could not love her?
And so, within a month or so, Meagan was taken home by a loving couple and they became a family. Meagan requested that they might visit the children in the orphanage at least every other month, for she worried for them. And, she wanted to keep the hope alive by making sure to tell them that they must believe with all of their hearts, and, they must thank God for the miracle surely to come...
Meagan and the couple formed a fine family, and, they adopted two more of the orphaned children as well. Meagan and the others grew into fine beings, with a zest for life and spirits of the Holy kind. Meagan, after graduating with a degree in psychology, decided that she would help as many orphaned children as she could. After a few years in practice, she bought a few hundred acres and built a house which would house at least 20 children. She took classes on the side and got certified to run a home for children. She took in children from other countries as well, and, each time one was adopted or grew up, she would replace them. As the years passed, she added more and more spaces for these lonely children.
They loved life with Meagan. She was so full of life and ever so gracious, caring, compassionate, kind, and, lots of fun.
You see, despite the odds, miracles do happen, and, they continue to happen if we live in gratitude and joy because of them. In believing is pure love, and, in pure love is the gateway for miracles to manifest. And, when we are ever grateful for that love, share and spread that love, the miracle grows beyond proportions of imagination; it is fueled by faith, hope, courage, and, perseverance, and, it is propelled by those who take that love and give it freely to those around them...
That little girl, Meagan, spread love from the time she was born until the day she died. And, in that love, hundreds, if not thousands of others were able to take that love and spread it further; this is the true basis of the Christmas miracle, something we should never forget or overlook...
But every year, come November, she would get really exuberant. She was almost a nuisance to the Nuns of the orphanage, as she was so full of energy and chattered non-stop about the coming of Christmas. But, the Nuns felt the excitement too, they were simply more constrained in their expression of it...
One reason the little girl felt such joy at this time of the year is that she believed in miracles and totally believed that miracles happen this time of year. While she had been disappointed in previous years, that did not daunt her faith or belief, she simply went on with her daily routine and inner struggle....
She was waiting for the miracle of adoption; it was all she dreamed of. To be a part of a family, with love, affection, caring and sharing; that was all she needed to make life wonderful, and, she would never give up the hope...
She was being raised Catholic, but, within did not adhere to some of their practices, instead she developed her own ideals and her belief system was unshakable. She prayed fervently thanking God for the miracle she knew would come to be, she never questioned Him when the miracle did not occur each year of her young life...
Thanksgiving came and went. It was nice, the orphanage went to great trouble to provide a great feast and an atmosphere of the Holiday. It was a time of thanks and the little girl was very thankful for what she had been given and what was yet to come. She was pure and innocent, though her life thus far had given her reason not to be...
The day after Thanksgiving was time to decorate for Christmas, which all the children loved and took great pride in. The halls were decked with great joy and secret love of the Saviour, Jesus. I say secret love, for it was not known to the elders how much these children adored Jesus and believed in Him for His merciful blessings. After all, that is about the only hope they had, as in these days, if you are over two, it is very difficult to be adopted...
So, time was spent readying for the Holiday of all Holidays. It was a Holy season, and, each child felt the magic of the season in every way. It was also the time of year when there was a fairly steady stream of prospective parents observing the children in their daily routines. It was indeed, a time of highest hopes...
There was a boy named Andrew. He was as cute as they come, shy, quiet, and, reserved. He was adopted 3 weeks before Christmas by a couple who seemed to be heart wrenched by the sight of the children who knew no love. The other children were so happy for him, but, each time someone left, it left an overwhelming emptiness in most of the ones left behind. This is where the older children took charge. They would smother the younger ones with love and attention, hoping to alleviate some of their pain. It was a beautiful group of young ones, who without love, had learned to love because of it...
Christmas came and went. Many people came through the span of the days; nothing... Only Andrew had found happiness this year. The little girl was a strong one and chided herself for feeling hurt, rationalizing that there was always next year...
In January, they always had a winter fest, just to relieve some of the winter doldrums. It was an event of great fun for the children. They would decorate with snowflakes and other winter effects. For one whole weekend, they would go sledding, snow ball fighting, and, ice skating. There was lots of hot chocolate and other treats. It did, indeed, remove some of the dreariness of the long, cold months...
The little girl, whose name is Meagan, was coming in from a fierce snow ball fight. She was covered with snow and her face was red from the impact. Her hands and feet were very cold, but, her eyes were shining like diamonds, for she so loved the activities they were enjoying now. As she took off her coat and gloves and boots, a Nun approached her and told her to follow her. She thought that she was in trouble, again...
Meagan was frequently in trouble for she was a very outgoing soul. She loved to have fun, and, that included pranks and whatever else her creative mind would bring. She took it all in stride, and, they were not too hard on her, for she was an endearing child, and, held a special spot in each of Nun's hearts.
She was taken to the guest room. She became wide-eyed when she realized that she was being led there. Excitement rose into her throat. Could it be? Sure enough, waiting inside was a couple who looked expectantly at her when she entered the room. They each said, "Hello Meagan, how are you?" She told them that she was fine but cold, explaining that she had been playing outside for hours. They smiled and told her to sit down. Her heart was racing as she looked up to the Heavens, secretly praising God. She just KNEW that this was it!
The couple asked her many questions and talked of their lives and their home. They told her that they had tried many times to have children but they could not and so they had decided to adopt and from what they had read about her, she was what they were looking for. Meagan's eyes were shining like the brightest star of the night, and, then, she started to cry. The couple looked worried. They inquired about the tears....
Meagan tried to explain how all these years she believed that God would provide for her and how each year she was disappointed when she was picked over, and, now... The couple held her in their arms and cried with her. Their hearts were full of love for this lovely little girl and she was such a character, who could not love her?
And so, within a month or so, Meagan was taken home by a loving couple and they became a family. Meagan requested that they might visit the children in the orphanage at least every other month, for she worried for them. And, she wanted to keep the hope alive by making sure to tell them that they must believe with all of their hearts, and, they must thank God for the miracle surely to come...
Meagan and the couple formed a fine family, and, they adopted two more of the orphaned children as well. Meagan and the others grew into fine beings, with a zest for life and spirits of the Holy kind. Meagan, after graduating with a degree in psychology, decided that she would help as many orphaned children as she could. After a few years in practice, she bought a few hundred acres and built a house which would house at least 20 children. She took classes on the side and got certified to run a home for children. She took in children from other countries as well, and, each time one was adopted or grew up, she would replace them. As the years passed, she added more and more spaces for these lonely children.
They loved life with Meagan. She was so full of life and ever so gracious, caring, compassionate, kind, and, lots of fun.
You see, despite the odds, miracles do happen, and, they continue to happen if we live in gratitude and joy because of them. In believing is pure love, and, in pure love is the gateway for miracles to manifest. And, when we are ever grateful for that love, share and spread that love, the miracle grows beyond proportions of imagination; it is fueled by faith, hope, courage, and, perseverance, and, it is propelled by those who take that love and give it freely to those around them...
That little girl, Meagan, spread love from the time she was born until the day she died. And, in that love, hundreds, if not thousands of others were able to take that love and spread it further; this is the true basis of the Christmas miracle, something we should never forget or overlook...
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