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Once Upon a Miracle
Once Upon a Miracle
Once Upon a Miracle
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Once Upon a Miracle

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Once upon a miracle sounds like a typical beginning for a fairy tale. But, the miracles recounted in this book really happened. By telling her story, the author hopes to bring comfort and peace to others through her experiences with little miracles.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherWestBow Press
Release dateOct 31, 2011
ISBN9781449728977
Once Upon a Miracle
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Martha Gast-Rindler

Martha Gast-Rindler lives in a small community in west central Ohio. It's a growing community, mostly Catholic, where everyone seems connected in some way or another. This area is called “God’s Country,” and it truly is. We have so much to be thankful for.  The creativity and gifts of little miracles revealed in this book were given to the author out of love from God.  It began with a curious feeling and a desire for more divine knowledge, and God came to satisfy her heart. The gifts gave her a sense of belonging to both sides of love.  

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    Once Upon a Miracle - Martha Gast-Rindler

    Once Upon a Miracle

    MARTHA GAST-RINDLER

    9781449728984_TXT.pdf

    Copyright © 2011 by Martha Gast-Rindler.

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    ISBN: 978-1-4497-2898-4 (sc)

    ISBN: 978-1-4497-2897-7 (e)

    Library of Congress Control Number: 2011918468

    Printed in the United States of America

    WestBow Press rev. date: 10/26/2011

    Contents

    CHAPTER 1

    CHAPTER 2

    CHAPTER 3

    CHAPTER 4

    CHAPTER 5

    CHAPTER 6

    CHAPTER 7

    CHAPTER 8

    CHAPTER 9

    CHAPTER 10

    CHAPTER 11

    CHAPTER 12

    CHAPTER 13

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    To my Mother, my best friend

    CHAPTER 1

    Hello Martha

    Our morning was spent visiting nursing homes in the area. My friend and I were just leaving the last home and it was about lunch time. I suggested since she had driven that I would buy her lunch at an Italian restaurant not too far from where we were. She agreed, Italian food sounds pretty good.

    It was a beautiful sunny September day and the lake drive on the way to the restaurant was more than pleasant. The afternoon sun shone on the water as to calm the waves dancing across the lake.

    As we left the parking lot for the restaurant entrance, it seemed to be the right time to have arrived—busy, but not yet crowded enough to have to wait for a table. The hostess asked where we would like to be seated, and of course we both agreed that a table overlooking the lake would really be nice. She said, I think we have just the table for you.

    I followed my friend as she followed the hostess into the dining room to be seated. We had no more gotten to the first table in the dining room when two women said in unison, Hello, Martha. I had to stop; I really was not expecting to see anyone there I knew.

    I looked to the woman seated at the table to my left. I must admit I took liberties studying her face and for the life of me I could not recognize her. I smiled and gave her a cheerful Hello. She was a very lovely young woman approximately the age of 30. I slowly shifted my glance to the woman on my right, still smiling and greeted her with a very definite Hello. As I looked a little more clearly, I noticed the center of her face was being pixeled. Pixeling is something you see on a TV camera. It’s used to hide the identity of a person whose face cannot be shown on TV for some reason. I kept my cool, still smiling as I headed to our table where the hostess was patiently waiting for me to be seated.

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