Do you believe in miracles or have you experienced a miracle in your life?
I am not religeous but I think of myself as spiritual and I do believe in prayer.
When my son was four, he complained alot of generalized pain and fatique. I took him to the pedi who did blood work, the bloodwork was abnormal so we were sent to a Rheumatologist. The Rheumatologist did more blood work which again came back abnormal and indicated that my son had Leukemia; We were sent to a Hematologist, but had to wait an entire week before we could get an appointment, the longest week of my life.
A friend of mine, who is very religeous told me that she would pray for my son.
We went to the Hematologist appointment and had more blood work done, the blood work came back completely normal. The doctors were never able to explain it. My son is now 13 and has not had any symptoms since.
Another story: Before I was married I worked in a restaurant, while working I had an overwhelming feeling that I needed to get out of the building, I told my boss that I did not feel well and got a ride home, fell asleep, a little while later my now husband woke me up and told me that a plane crashed into the restaurant and that there was an explosion 3 people died.
So, just luck or something more??? What is your miracle?
I absolutely believe in miracles. There are little miracles all around us -- we just need to notice.
When I was a kid, we were traveling from Madrid, Spain to Boston. We left a day early - a fluky thing. The flight we were supposed to be on, crashed at Logan airport the next day.
Yes, we believe in miracles.
LBC
I have experienced several and so have many people dear to me. Things that are most definitely not circumstantial. Even small miracles I believe them to be called , "tender mercies", most certainly given by God and our personal guardian angels, who I believe to be family who have passed on or have yet to be born.
This is a beautiful post about tender mercies and miracles:
http://lds.org/ensign/2005/05/the-tender-mercies-of-the-l...
a very short video (like 3 mins) has some of these excerpts that is lovely and so inspiring:
http://lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?autoplay=true&index...
Yes I believe in miracles.
Have experienced it in my own life.
It is too personal to detail here... but miracles do happen.
I know that.
Yes, I have had several. I was in terrible health and was told about Shaklee supplements. I truly believe taking those led to several miracles--of course God was the source. My severe health complains cleared up in a couple of months. Then 8 years later, I had a stroke--partially paralyzed on one side with visual disturbances. In less than 16 hours with no treatment I was completely ok. The hospital didn't do the proper testing til then to confirm the stroke. No one could identify why I had the stroke, so I kept seeking other doctors and finally found out I had a tiny hole in my heart. I went to a heart surgeon. Immediately upon entering his office, I felt God telling me this was the person who could fix my problem and to do what he said right away. The dr said I should consider having the hole repaired but there was no hurry. I told him I wanted the surgery right away. He was surprised but agreed. On his calendar I saw Friday the 13th. I said that's the day I want. He was even more surprised ( my husband has gone into shock at this point.) But he had a completely open schedule for then and we did it. The next morning when he came in to see me, he said the hole in my heart was actually very large and he could not believe I was living with it. Especially since I taught aerobics two days before the surgery.
I definitely believe in miracles! I also believe that God and deceased loved ones give us signs, like the feeling that you needed to get out of the restaurant.
Prayer has amazing power! I have witnessed it more than I probably deserve! "Our God is an Awesome God!"
I don't know if "believe" is a strong enough word. I feel like I KNOW there are miracles. I know that there is a force out there, a good force, (I believe it's God) that watches over us and saves lives at times and arranges things to work out certain ways etc. It doesn't mean bad things won't happen. They definitely do. But miracles happen as well.
Some of my miracles might sound silly to other people, but I'll share a couple of them.
I was riding along with my sister, who was driving her car. It was late at night. We were on a three lane highway going about 65 mph. We noticed cars a ways ahead were slowing down. Suddenly we were right up next to them (we were in the fast lane - furthest left), and we saw this deer running across the highway. Right as we saw it, it was already too late, and it was running right to collide with us. My sister was trying to swerve away from it because she couldn't stop in time. She swerved onto the shoulder as far as she could, and I watched as the deer was only an inch from hitting the side view mirror - right next to me. I screamed and pulled myself as far away from the door as I could, leaning as far over towards my sister as I could knowing the deer was just an inch (literally) from hitting the car. I closed my eyes and waited for the deer to smash into us.
Nothing happened.
I opened my eyes and looked and we saw it on the shoulder behind us. We were both completely shocked. It truly made no sense on any level that we were not hit by the deer. When you take how fast the deer was going, how close he was, how we were driving, etc...there is no logical way that the deer should have missed us. I couldn't believe it. It was no doubt a miracle to me!
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Another one...
I've mentioned here before about my oldest daughter. She was born with a really rare disease that causes bone marrow failure, cancers, and is eventually fatal. Often they die in childhood, some make it into early adulthood.
My daughter had open heart surgery when she was born. Six days later, she was diagnosed with this disease. To say it was devastating is such an understatement. But I felt like God knew what He was doing. This baby girl of ours was meant to be here exactly as she should be, and I would do all I could for her while she was in our arms.
She went through a lot after birth, and one of the things I wanted for her to do so badly that she couldn't do was to nurse. She never nursed after birth. She didn't nurse after open heart surgery. We tried, but she never could latch on. We avoided bottles and pacifiers (to avoid the wrong suck). She was tube fed (had to be). We tried five different lactation consultants, each with their own ideas.
I felt like with everything she had gone through, everything we had gone through, why can't I at least nurse my baby?!! I was pumping and all she was receiving was milk from me. I fought the hospital against giving her formula. I know this might all sound silly, but it was something important to ME.
Right at eight weeks, I was MAD. I had put so much effort into it, and we weren't making any progress with the nursing. My nipples were cracking and bleeding from pumping three hours around the clock. I was sick of it. I prayed to God and I cried and cried and told Him everything our baby had had to go through (knowing He already knew) and told Him that I would willingly take care of his precious little angel while she was here, but that there have been too many hard things. Why can't this one thing be easy?! Why can't I nurse my baby? I was really upset.
Out of the blue, the next time I tried nursing her, which was the next day (not even 24 hours later), my sweet baby girl started nursing like she'd been doing it forever. She was eight weeks old. She was later diagnosed with a submucous cleft palate (meaning a cleft only on her soft palate in her mouth). That, in addition to oral aversion issues from her heart surgery, made it very difficult for her to nurse.
I know my story might seem silly to other people who don't understand why nursing would be so important to me, but I KNOW that God heard me. I KNOW that He knew how important this one thing was for me (I felt like so much had been given up, I wanted this ONE thing), and He made it happen. There was no reason she should have suddenly started nursing, but she did. I know it was an answer to a prayer...and I'm forever grateful for that. It also made me realize that He cares about what is important to us individually. I felt in awe... I know there was no reason for that to happen other than the Lord was answering a prayer.
Anyway, I do have more I coudl share, but I have probably written long enough;-)
Wow! I really like those stories! I feel I am spiritual as well and believe in prayer and a higher power, but after a couple of crappy past couple of years I feel my faith often waivering. But stories like these always make me feel better :) So happy for your son, for we had a friend who passed away at the age of 29 from leukemia and it was a hard thing to watch her go through (only 9 months passed between her diagnosis and when she passed away). You definitely seem to have a guardian angel!
Sometimes miracles come a long that are big and make people aware that there is something more than what meets the eye. But many miracles are what some people refer to as God Winks.
I've had so many. But here's one of mine. In the mid 90's I had a big old 12 passenger van that was old. I would fill it with 8 or 9 kids and go to and from the school. It started to just stop for no reason. I had the alternator changed and was so broke. That was a mistake. It kept happening. Then I had a shop say it was a sensor that would be 450 to fix. I didn't have the money or the credit to fix it. I went to another shop that wanted 350. I didn't have it. Then one day it stopped on the way back from the school. If I would wait long enough it would start. So while I was sitting there a man came out. He knew what was wrong. He took my children and I, ALL my kids, to the auto parts store. I gave him the money and he bought a 20 dollar part. He went back and put the part on for me with 2 screws. He refused to let me pay him. The mechanics wanted to make 300-400 dollars to put on a part that took 5 minutes!!!
I didn't know the man. God made my van stop right there.
My son was conceived on the first Mother's Day after my mom died....
