My Miracleby William Ramos

My miracle happened when <BR>I was born in this world <BR>In one disabled body <BR>With limited world and motion <BR>Where hardship’s a way so common. <BR><BR>My miracle happened when <BR>God called out my name <BR>To read life between the lines <BR>To hear His voice in dire frustration <BR>And feel with the helpless and alone. <BR><BR>My miracle you see <BR>Is not in events nor happenings <BR>That seem spectacular or grand, <BR>It came in little, baby steps <BR>And in the people who gets blessed… <BR><BR>By God’s little miracles in me: <BR>That in my weakness He is strong <BR>All my “walks” He carry on, <BR>And many see Him in my frailty <BR>Many praise Him for what I’d be. <BR><BR>So if only for that and no more <BR>There’d be no chance to ever walk <BR>It’s fine by me so long as mine’s <BR>A life where they see God in it <BR>With arms they know they have a friend in, <BR>I think it’s all worth it. <BR><BR>May 21,2000