Today in class our teacher told us about the airport/flying home from New Orleans drama he had yesterday. His flight to Atlanta was delayed, but he made it in time for his delayed flight to Richmond and then got home this morning @ 3 a.m. I guess there has been some crazy weather. He said it was a miracle he got to Atlanta.

Because he was so tired we got out of class about an hour early - MIRACLE for me!

But really, I think the biggest miracle was that my teacher used the word "miracle" when he said he finally made it to Atlanta. I'm not exactly sure what this teacher believes, but he sort of speaks with an anti-God undertone in a lot of the class discussions.

This was kind of a stretch, but small and simple things are miracles too!

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