I’m not sure whether or not I believe in miracles. I used to joke about “minor miracles,” a radio that starts working again suddenly or a clock that suddenly starts running again. I believe that Jesus must have done miraculous things as people were amazed at him. I don’t feel a need to try to explain miracles away, but I have asked myself, “Why would God go against the rules of Nature which He has created?” Regardless, there are things that appear to be miraculous. Everyone has read about someone who has incurable cancer that disappears miraculously. The school bus that dangled precipitously over the washed out bridge in Minnesota could be called a miraculous event. A child surviving a plane crash is frequently described as a miracle. One day here at my house, I saw something that amazed me. The phenomenon occurred in my living room where I have an overhead fan and the skylight that I have blogged about in “Sky Lightning.” I walked into the living room and saw what appeared to be a miracle. It has never happened again, but it was indeed amazing, and I’m so glad my curiosity caused me to photograph it.
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