Just one Moment

"You must know that in any moment a decision you make can change the course of your life forever: the very next person stand behind in line or sit next to on an airplane, the very next phone call you make or receive, the very next movie you see or book you read or page you turn could be the one single thing that causes the floodgates to open, and all of the things that you’ve been waiting for to fall into place." – Anthony Robbins

In Phil Bolsta's book, Sixty Seconds: One Moment Changes Everything, Wayne Dyer tells his St. Francis of Assisi Miracle Healing.

We then visited a castle in San Damiano just outside of Assisi—the home of the convent St. Francis had set up for St. Clare, the first female admitted into the Franciscan order. Our plan was to walk up to the third level to see the place where St. Clare had died. A young man named John Graybill was the first one up the stairs and I was right behind him. John was twenty-two years old and weighed nearly two hundred pounds with his leg braces on, which he wore because, as he said, his body—not he—had muscular dystrophy. When we got up eight or nine steps, the staircase started to narrow and John realized to his dismay that he couldn’t go any further—he couldn’t extend his legs to the left or to the right, which is the only way he could manage to climb a flight of stairs. He turned to me and said, “I don’t know what I’m going to do. I can’t go back down the steps because of all the people in line and I can’t go up because I can’t move my legs.” I immediately said, “Why don’t you get on my back and I’ll carry you?”

But I had forgotten a couple of things—I forgot that I was sixty years old, and I also forgot that I had serious ligament and cartilage damage in my knees that required surgery. (I had run eight miles a day, every day, for twenty-two years and had also played a lot of tennis, so for the last several years, I had been forced to wear a brace while doing those activities.) After going up just a couple of steps with John on my back, I suddenly felt my knees starting to crumble. At that very moment, I had a vision of St. Francis, and suddenly my knees went from crumbling to becoming straight and erect and strong. I also had an incredible burst of energy like I’ve never had before in my entire life. I didn’t just walk up the rest of the stairs, I ran up the last two-and-a-half flights with John on my back!

When I got to the top, I wasn’t even winded. My wife was incredulous. She said, “How could you have carried him up like that? You were running but you still have all of this energy!” Everyone was shocked over what I had just done, including me. I went out on the balcony, put my hands together in prayer, and gave thanks to St. Francis for what seemed like a miraculous healing.

That run up the stairs with John on my back was one of the most miraculous and life-changing events in my life. It will be seven years this October and my knees are completely healed—I no longer have to wear braces to play tennis or to run. It’s clear to me that the divinely inspired energy of St. Francis is still at work today in that ancient castle.

Sixty Seconds: One Moment Changes Everything

May you always be aware that your "moment" could be just around the corner.