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I believe that there are miracles all around us every day. We just need to open our eyes and awareness to see them.

Miracles occur naturally as an expression of love. The real miracle is the love that inspires them. In this sense everything that comes from love is a miracle. –A Course in Miracles by Dr. Helen Schucman

Writing Prompt: Write a scene where a character experiences a miracle of love.

Journaling Prompt: Write about a miracle of love that you have experienced.

Art Prompt: Love

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4 Responses to Prompt #178 The Miracle of Love

  1. zencherry says:

    What a lovely quote. (Basks in awesome)
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  2. My character reflected on the miracle of love. Thanks for the prompt.

    For my WIP, Zirka’s Zany Zenanigans

    Twenty-six years into the marriage, Karla knew that her relationship with Doug was, in its entirety, a miracle of love. They did not argue. They did not belittle one another. They did not criticize one another to friends. Rather, from their first date, they had steadily grown together. When she was younger, she wondered ocassionaly if their lack of fighting indicated lack of passion, but knew that it did not. They had individual passions, joint passions, and passion for each other. Their relationship was not a burning ring, but a river. Sometimes, it flowed slowly, meandering around curves or through wide open spaces. At other times, it roiled over rocks, rushing and battering shores. It was, like everything in life, affected by great joys and devastating griefs, but it flowed steadily onward.

    Karla had met Doug while working in the college library her senior year at the university, and it was want-to-know-you-more at first sight. They proceeded to a cliche first date, coffee at The Beanery. A longer date, that included food, followed. And then another, and another. She never could define when her feelings shifted from want-to-know-you-even-more to love, but that love had endured, swelled, and expanded in every direction in every way. They never saw each other daily before getting married, focusing on their respective studies, but they always wanted to be together when they were. It was rarely exciting. It was always good. Within a month of meeting, they were discussing marriage and children, even if not precisely to and with each other. When they had both received their degrees, they married. When their children came, they rejoiced in them, then were shaken and transformed by their needs and gifts. It was a good life together, and her marriage was the one aspect of her life from which Karla never wished for more. Doug was always enough.

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