I Choose to Believe in Miracles

“Somebody stole my purse! It has all my medicine, my driver’s license and my money, everything!” The woman wailed, drawing the attention of every other customer in the store. “I’m from out of town! I won’t even be able to get home!”

Our store’s security officer stationed himself at the front door to make sure nobody could leave with the missing purse. I rushed to the distraught customer, a white-haired woman…