Gratitude for “Little Miracles”

I heard it said that every now and then God likes to throw us a curve ball just to see if we can hit it. The past few weeks have been just that—a curve ball. I was diagnoses with Crohns disease about four years ago; never did I think it would be a life altering condition—boy was I wrong. In early October I woke up and was unable to move. My body ached everywhere. My legs seemed to be rebelling against me and refused to let me stand. Over the next few months I underwent test after test, going through specialty doctors like a kid would go through a bag of candy. Most experiences were not sweet and the results often left me with a stomach ache. 
In the end they determined the Crohns disease had begun to cause arthritis in my joins and that was the reason for so much pain and the struggles with my arms and legs. My doctor counseled me to find a desk job, something that would allow me to sit. My employer, a company I have been with for 11 years as a bakery manager, had no such position. Short term disability ran out, my job was gone, and I was on my own—or so I thought.
I took a week off Facebook (something that I am highly addicted to because I crave the social interactions I miss at work) as a type of fasting. I wanted to show God I was serious about finding a way to support my family. When I returned, I made it a goal to be more optimistic and not be one of the “those” people who complained all day long. Then the little miracles started happening . . . 
Suddenly angels were donating money, sending job referrals by email, giving book reviews on Amazon and Goodreads, and eBook sales increased. These “little miracles” really showed me that I was not alone in this situation. And it helped me see that God is mindful of everyone—especially so when he throws that curve ball your way. The overwhelming display of friendship and compassion for me and my family has literally brought me to tears. I want those involved to know how much I love and appreciate each of you. And not just for what you did, but because you had the compassion and strength to do it. So many times we see someone broken down on the street and we pass by thinking someone else will take care of it. I am so grateful no one passed me by when they saw that I was broken. 
Thank you all so very much! You have taught me a valuable lesson: We are never alone in our trials, God will send his angels to help; and sometimes he throws us a curve ball because he knows we CAN HIT IT.