Commentary In early September, I wrote an article entitled “Faith and Love in the Time of COVID” about my father’s bout with COVID pneumonia. When I wrote that article, my father was being moved from the ICU to a non-ICU room. In all, he was in the hospital for two months and had been at death’s door for a good portion of that period. On Sept. 30, I picked him up from the rehabilitation center to bring him home. When I have posted about my father making it through this near-death experience, I have used the hashtag #miracleman. I can assure you it isn’t hyperbole. When he walked into the hospital, his oxygen level was at 81 percent, which is dangerously low. Weeks into his stay, he contracted a secondary infection that quickly filled up his lungs. The doctors had no idea what the infection was and were merely using …