Expect Miracles

 

 

Expect Miracles

 

 

 

Anyone who knows me knows that I don’t put bumper stickers on my car.  In all the years I’ve owned cars, I’ve only had one.  My husband and I had just moved to the Smoky Mountains and I walked into a little shop and it was the first thing I saw.  It was small on a white background and in blue script it said “expect miracles”.  I thought, why not? Why don’t we? I know that they happen every day and yet we don’t focus on them.  We’re more apt to focus on problems. I bought that sticker and went out to the parking lot and put it on my bumper.  I wanted to get the word out there. When that car died, my bumper sticker went to the grave yard with it. I’ve never seen another one like it or there would be one on the car I have now.

 

I’ve witnessed miracles in my life many times. When my twin had Guillion Barre’ Syndrome and went unconscious for the third time, the doctors told us she would have brain damage or heart damage if she lived, but she didn’t. She had a near death experience and came back fine.  The doctors said it was a miracle and her case was written up in the medical books.

 

I married my second husband during his full blown alcoholism, but within two years, he was sober and going to college.  He used to say, “You are the best thing that ever happened to me. If you hadn’t come into my life, I’d have never stopped drinking, but I stopped because I didn’t want to lose you.” He never relapsed. When he passed away, he had 27 years of sobriety! Everybody said that was a miracle.

 

While my husband and I owned three clinics, I  promised God,  if He would let us go into business, I would help anyone he sent to me whether they could pay or not and I kept that promise. Someone asked my husband one day if we were non-profit and he smiled and said, “We didn’t plan it that way, but if Toni doesn’t quit doing so much pro-bono, we are going to be!”  But it always comes back to you. I had a client in the waiting room one day and when I opened the door to let the current client exit, she walked right out the front door without paying. When the client waiting and I went into session, he asked if she pays for her sessions.  I said “You know I can’t give you any information about her.” After his session, he went to the window to pay and he wrote 2 checks. One for his session and a $400.00 check which he told the receptionist to put in the account for people who couldn’t pay. A real miracle! 

 

Just the other day, I experienced another miracle. It may not seem like a very big one to some people, but I was in Mississippi for Thanksgiving and my car broke down. I had it towed to where my nephew works. The mechanic  determined  that it was the heater core and they promised to keep it as close to $1000.00 as they could.  When I went to pick it up, my nephew came up to me and I asked how much I owed. He leaned over and kissed me on the cheek and said, “Merry Christmas” with a big grin on his face. You see…miracles happen to me all the time!

 

Toni True-Wills, Ph.D. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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  1. wirelessguru1

    Nice, a Ph.D. that expects miracles.

    December 19, 2014