Yesterday, I took potato to the eye doctor. Her yearly appointment time came and went--
What? The appointment card never came.
I had completely forgotten about it until last week when she came home with her glasses in a plastic baggy--broken beyond repair. I called the office to see if I could get her in quickly.
The first miracle was that they had openings the following week. Usually, I need to make sure I call a month in advance.
Ava has been seeing her eye doctor for a long time--almost since birth. When she was first diagnosed with Type II Sticklers Syndrome he came to see her in the NICU. He fitted her for her first pair of glasses when she was just two years old. We were told that Myopia (near sightedness) is a characteristic of Sticklers Syndrome and that her eyesight would most likely progressively worsen.
The appointment was fairly typical. The little girls got antsy in the exam room and began dancing and showing off their usual shtick in typical fashion. The antics that merely get an awkward, wide eyed smile and head nod from me (I've heard all these jokes before) had our doctor guffawing. He thought they were hilarious--which only fuels the fire for more oddity. But I digress.
After Ava had read the chart forward and backward, had her pupils dilated to owl status, and withstood the bright lights in her eyes, the doctor sat down to consult his notes. I watched as he flipped through the pages of her history with a strange look on his face.
"Hmmm...this is VERY atypical in a Sticklers Syndrome case. In fact, I've only seen two cases in the past...but it looks as though Ava's eyesight has improved to the point where she would only need to wear glasses when driving at night--and since she doesn't drive at night--she doesn't need glasses!"
That's not to say that she won't need glasses in the future. But it's pretty incredible. Then again, we've always known that Ava is incredible.
Do you believe in Miracles?
Has a miracle ever happened to you?
When I was tucking Ava in last night, I asked her if she knew what a miracle is. She smiled and said "That's when something good happens." "More than that" I say,"A miracle is a sign that God gives us to let us know that he is there. It usually cannot be explained. He gives us a miracle so that we can see His love for us--it helps us to believe."
Guess what, Aves?
You got a miracle today!
Ava smiled the biggest smile I have ever seen.
The Sun rises and sets each day. A baby is born. A smile appears unexpectedly out of seemingly unending sadness. Forgiveness. A physical healing. These things happen around us every day--and some of us see the miracle.
What happens when you see a miracle? What happens when you receive a miracle?
As I lay in bed last night I wondered if Ava will always remember this day. I wonder how she will feel when she looks back on the day that she was told about a miracle that was just for her.
I hope it is the seed for a Faith that will move mountains.
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