There are no magic pills, miracle cures or silver bullets. I don’t believe in them. There are facts. Stacks of facts and data and studies. Invariably, they are open to interpretation by the readers and authors of them. So, where do the elements of faith and trust fit into all of this searching I’ve been doing? There is good evidence that, on the surface of it, these elements can have curative impact on terminal illnesses. The academia pushing the paperwork tends to refer to this as phenomena, specifically as placebo effect. I’ve seen that one crop up many times in researching treatment for heart conditions. Placebo effect is mentioned as a possibility in trials and studies done without control groups, even. The more I read these papers, the more it crops up as something of a back-up weapon, a device to put doubt on otherwise positive results. It is oft said, “You can’t argue with results”. Well, that is a yes and no proposition in the medical world. They seem to do this all the time, and it interests me what the motivation is. On one hand, certain technologies and therapies are deemed being this side of miraculous, life-saving even, based on results. Others with equal relative results are relegated to the fringes of alternative treatment and voodoo rituals. I, for one, don’t quite get it. There is no such thing as blind faith for me in these matters.
Miracles? For sale? Don’t think so. Not by way of any procedure or drug, anyway. On the other hand, my spirit has seen and felt things that could be deemed miraculous. I have three rolled into one, myself. I consider my daughter. She was born 10 weeks early and got through that. She pulled through after a pretty serious attempt at suicide. She reversed a 10 year struggle with eating disorders. It could be said that it is a miracle that she is here at all. I’ll buy that.