"There really are only two ways to live: you can live as if there are no miracles or you can live as if everything is a miracle." Albert Einstein

This morning while listening to the quirky radio show I listen to nearly every morning, the play list included two songs that were about Albert Einstein. I was laughing in the car thinking about how much fun it must have been to have written a song about this wild-haired genius, the challenge of finding words that rhyme with "relativity", the flights of fancy that went into deciding to create music about this seemingly odd, but brilliant little man.

It is a beautiful, crisp, morning and the autumn light is shining on dew covered lawns, on leaves beginning to change to their fall wardrobe while people walking outside have a red glow to their frigid faces. Listening to the music I was reminded of this Einstein quote. This person who spent his life in scientific circles, those places where I would assume the word "miracle" was not regularly used, had the audacity to say such a thing……and someone remembered and preserved it. That is a miracle in and of itself..

Believing in miracles really is a choice. Miracle….an event or action that apparently contradicts known scientific laws and is hence thought to be due to supernatural causes, especially to an act of God…thus says Webster.  Yet, Einstein in his world of proof and reason spoke of miracles.

I could use a miracle these days…how about you? The harshness of the world seems palpable these days. But then again perhaps what I really need do is open my eyes, and my heart, to the miracles that are present…everywhere. Try those leaves that are changing into their autumn garb…how does that really work and why is it so beautiful? Those birds collecting themselves together in tour groups heading to warmer climes….amazing. The lone sunflower in my garden that has the vanity to produce five huge blossoms….marvelous. The small, frail hands I held yesterday…the love they have shown to the world…unbelievable. The circle of friends that gathered around one another last night and shared the triumphs and trials of life….unspeakable grace. So many miracles….so little time to see them all.

Perhaps the genius who could have used a good hair stylist had it right….miracle or not…it is up to us. How will you choose?

I hope this weekend finds you bathed in miracles……enjoy!

"When he entered the house, the blind ones came to him; and Jesus said to them, ‘Do you believe that I am able to do this?’ and they said "Yes, Lord." Then he touched their eyes and said, "According to your faith let it be done to you." And their eyes were opened.  Matthew 9:28-29