Miracle Stories

Amen I'll start by sharing my miracle! One while visiting my girlfriend now wife n Longbeach ca, We where on our way somewhere I don't really remember where, but I noticed some guys accross the street speaking foul language! I ignored it becouse I thought they where talking amongst themselves I thought wrong! It was directed towards us! The next thing I know a gun was pulled out! And aimed towards us! My wife said I'm scarred what should we do! I grabbed her & did the naturall thing which was prayer & when I looked up they where gone! True story no one insight! God is a miracle the devil meant 4me to die,but God said no!!!!! God bless just a Lil testimony!!!

I have a story, its not about healing bit more of something that happened to me.

About 10 years ago when I was 18, I was out in California. I had to fly out and even though I had flown before it always makes me nervous. So coming back on the plane was no different. Well, halfway through the flight the plane started to have problems and we started to go down. It was so frightning. The piolit got on the over head and said that we were going to try to make an emergency landing at the nearby airport. I guess the piolit knew we were having problems and re routed the plane to land but we almost didnt get there in time. You could hear everyone panicking and the man sitting next to me grabbed my hand and started talking to me about my life asking me questions about why I was in California. He started talking to me about God and his and his wifes faith. Before I knew it we had landed. We had to be put up for the night in a hotel. This man and the friend we was traveling with  made sure the girl I was roomed with and I had diner and anything we needed.
He had given me his buisness card and told me I could get in touch with him if I ever needed to.  I thought I would call and thank him when I got home. But when I got home and called all the numbers on the card, called information, looked up his name any way I could...It was as if the buisness and the person didnt even exist.

I kept that buisness card for a long time. I have no idea where it went now. I started to think that it was some type of divine intervention. Had that man and his friend not been there I wold have probably paincked and passed out in the plane and would have had nothing to eat that night. I thought maybe he was some con man or was trying to take advantage of me when I found that there was no buisness or person I could find, but he had so many oppertunities to do something or try something and just remianed sincerly nice and selfless man.
I look at it as some type of dicine intervention. I had had the most awful week in California and was really questioning everything. And here comes this man at the exact right moment who I just happened to be sitting next to when my plane was going down who gave me back my faith in my spirituality.
There was just something about him. I dont think I'll ever forget that night.

I have a miracle story I'll share.
April, you know most of my history about the things I've gone through in the past few years. The fact that I've come out of an horribly unhealthy and degrading relationship with my son's father this last summer makes me exceptionally appreciative of the wonderful relationship I have with my boyfriend now. He truly is a God-send to me. My boyfriend, Brandon, has not only given me hope for my expectations of ANY relationship with anyone, even family, but has also opened my eyes to see what a man is supposed to be and how he should treat not just women, but all people in general. Before I met and got to know Brandon, I honestly didn't think my expectations of a good man were realistic and didn't believe that type of man even existed. I truly believe God put him in my life in my most hopeless, fragile time in order to heal my past scars.
Anyway, I met him at the end of last September, and within two weeks, we agreed to make our relationship exclusive. Then, four months later, at the end of January, he nearly lost his life.
I called him one night before going to bed, and he was driving home from his friends' house, which is about 20 minutes from where he lives. Where his friends live is a very rural area, and his cell gets bad reception. It was also really stormy that night with high winds and rain. When I called, I didn't know he was driving.
He answered his phone and was surprised he got reception where he was. So we talked for a few minutes, but the reception worsened shortly into the conversation, and he said, "I'm gonna call you back when I get home." Just as he said "home," he lost reception.
For some reason, I got an overwhelming feeling to pray for his safety, so I did. I prayed that he would make it home safely. Then I fell asleep, thinking his call would wake me up in less than an hour when he got home.
I woke up about 45 minutes later and realized he hadn't called, and immediately felt a sickening worry. I tried to call him but got no answer. So I prayed again. The worry I felt was beyond words; I actually felt dizzy from it. I just kept praying that he was safe.
I called back after maybe 30 minutes, and he answered his phone, but his voice had a really distant tone, almost like he was in shock. The first thing I asked was, "Are you okay?"
He said, "No. Not really."
I freaked. I said, "What happened? Are you hurt? Where are you?"
He told me he wasn't hurt and he was at home, but he was almost killed in a car crash within seconds after he'd lost reception while driving.
After the call was lost, he was driving for maybe less than 30 seconds and cresting a hill. Just as he crested the hill, he slammed on his brakes and hydroplaned into a tree that had fallen across the road just on the other side of the hill so that anyone cresting the hill would've never seen it coming.
He was driving a Suzuki Reno at about 40 mph since it was raining so badly, and crashed into the tree trunk, which was lying at an angle due to a branch holding it up. As he hit the brakes, he ducked down into his seat, and his car smashed into the trunk and skidded under it, and the top of the car got smashed down and partially sheared off. A branch went through the windsheild on the passenger side and through the passenger seat. If Brandon hadn't ducked down, it's almost certain he would've been decapitated or had his head crushed. And it's a REALLY good thing he didn't have a passenger!
Miraculously, he got out of his car without a scratch on him. Not even a bruise. He was covered in shattered glass and the front of his car was completely smashed in. In reality, if he wasn't killed, he should've had multiple injuries and broken legs.
He called his dad to come and get him and take him home, where they used an air compressor to blow the glass off him. He seriously didn't have one scratch, abraision, or bruise.
I just can't imagine what would've happened if I ignored that feeling to pray. And I genuinely believe God cut the reception on his phone at just the right time. I dread the thought of what I might've heard over the phone if he'd never lost reception.
Brandon is such a blessing to me and Trevor that I thank God every day, I really do, that he's still alive and a part of our lives. I'm really hoping for a great future in this relationship. I honestly think that if he'd died, no one else would ever be worthy enough to be a part of Trevor's and my life, so I'm extremely thankful that God heard my prayers and protected Brandon in that wreck!

All I can say is "Wow!!!" Keep em coming! I love this!

i have one, when my son was playing  a football match i thought i would go into the shop and get him a drink ,as i was ready to walk out in walked my brother inlaw ,this is the person who tryed to rape me when i was 23 ,he said hold on ill be out with you when i get served ,you see i could never tell anyone what he tryed to do in fear of hurting my sister back then ,so i said oh god why did have to meet him here, just then in walked a friend i hadn't seen for sometime and she started to chat to me ,when i looked down the shop he was still waiting for me,this girl i had met just kept ranting on and on ,till finely he gave up and walked out ,he was waiting to long for me and  yes gave up ,do you think god had something to do with this ,after all i did call his name ,                                                                            it felt good to tell my stroy thank you ,for thinking of this ,bell.

Oh, I definately think God had a hand in that! Thanks for sharing! :)

My Mom was given no hope what so ever and I refused to believe that and I prayed and prayed and God answered my prayers and I still to this day know God can heal and can preform miricles!

Oh, I believe in the power of prayers! I've seen it too many times in my own life!

toomanyadvil, I think you may have had an encounter with an angel! "Be careful when you entertain strangers for you may be entertaining angels unaware"!

AJ, your story sent shivers down my spine! Wow! I'm so glad Brandon is ok! So many times I think I missed that little nudge or whisper from God and realize it later on. So, I try to be more careful now.

I'm still trying to figure out which story I want to tell! I have a lot of little miracles plus at least one big one with a loved one.

Wow, this is so inspirational! Keep the stories coming! You guys are making my day! :)

Amen Sis you asked & you recieved! God is awesome isn't he? Whether people think God had  a hand n it or not! It's all God all the time amen awesome post April!!

All your life stories are so inspirational, and really point to the very reality of a great,caring and awesome God, He indeeds sends angels to us, to help, send hope..sometimes in very big ways, and some in small ways...Whether it be in life or death situations, or an inspirationa song that really helps us in a time of need. "Jesus take the Wheel" is one thats come on the radio, or music station on tv, especially when I am having a really bad day. God leading me to all these life experiences, tonight, i've been kinda down tonight..but reading these life stories has helped me...thanks to all who are willing to share..you might be someone's angel right here on medhel..God Bless  

Ok, I've got one. I've got so many actually! :) But this is a good one to start with.

Several years ago I had decided to come back to God. But that winter I was feeling really down. I just had a lot going  on. It was almost Christmas and I usually loved Christmas but I just couldn't get into the mood or anything. I was just really depressed about some things. Well, I remember praying and asking God "God, where are you? Don't you even care anymore?" A few days later my (then) little boy came running into the house and said, "Mommy, look what I found for you!" He was holding something out and I took it from him and looked at it. He said, "I found it in the back yard under the tree." And just kind of beamed at me and went skipping off. I looked down at it. It was a home made ornament and it said "God Loves You" on it. The first thing I thought was "Oh, some poor kid made this and dropped it". But then I wondered "How did it get in our yard?" We had a fenced in yard so it's not like some kid could have just walked by and dropped it in our yard. I kept looking at it and turning it around in my hands marveling that it was in perfect condition despite the elements outside. It wasn't the least bit dirty or wet. There wasn't a mark on it. The more I looked at it the more it dawned on me. There was my answer! The answer to my prayer! This ornament was meant for me! It was just too coincidental.
I still have that ornament. I keep it carefully wrapped in tissue and pull it out every year to put on our Christmas tree.
Anyway, this is just one story. Maybe I'll share another one in a day or so.

Anybody else have a story they'd like to share? I love these stories! :)

I am a Christian, let me start off with that.
Everybody goes through tough times, we get sick.  I am new to this site and I believe it was designed so people can give advice, but most importantly encouragement to one another. To not give up, to fight the good fight.
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I have a testimony, my miracle, of God's good grace towards me.
When I was 7 yrs old, I was living up north and it was winter. There was snow and ice on the ground. It was just another ordinary day. After school let out, my friend and I were walking home, then I still to this day, remember her saying, "let's run home". So, we started, but immediately I slipped on the icy sidewalk and fell. Just a regular fall. Well, I couldn't get up. I was crying because I was in such pain.   Well, eventually I end up in the ER. Docs had to cut my clothes off. They took xrays of my right hip and told my parents, "you see this black area?, It looks like cancer".  My mom tells me to this day, that was the worst news she had ever gotten about anything. Well, they wanted to operate or something. I was on morphine for the pain. My parents got a 2nd opinion. The orthopedic spec. said, "we will not operate. let's put her leg in traction and see what happens." My father's brother and his wife at the time were attending a church of "bible believing, faith healing folks". That church prayed and prayed for complete healing. Oh, the doc said there was a great chance I could be a cripple.  I was in the hosp for 2 months then body cast for 6 weeks. At first, I had a bad limp, I think my right leg was like 4 inches shorter. Well, it was just 1 yr after this accident that I was running, jumping and playing like all my friends. I had regular exams for a few yrs and everything was OK.  
What I had was a cyst and it was eating away my bone.  
this is my testimony.  

If anything, I hope this gives inspiration and hope.

Wow! And to think, if you hadn't have fallen none of this would have showed up! I believe there's a reason for everything and God can bring good out of the worst of things. Thanks for sharing!

You're welcome. I have so many more.

When I was allmost three we had a fire in the middle of the night that started in our kitchen.  We were all asleep of course and my dad had a dream that the kitchen was on fire so he jumped out of bed.  That startled my mom to wake up.  My dad went and found out that the house really was on fire and my mom went to grab me (she says the wall right next to my bed was on fire when she grabbed me.)  My mom and i went to the neighbors house to call the fire department and my dad tried to save the house.  No such luck but we all made it out ok.

Linda, feel free to share more of your stories. I don't think anyone gets tired of hearing such positive, uplifting stories. It gives us all hope and encouragement, I think.
I have a story, too, on my mom's healing. I've been debating on telling it because it's a long story. I'd have to figure out how to tell the short version!

Okay,here goes.....I got married at 18 to a guy in the army.We were stationed in Ft.Sill,Oklahoma.The year was 1975!!!! My mama and daddy had went to my sisters in Dallas for Christmas....We didn't have the money for gas,so we were not going to be able to go to Dallas for the holiday.....Christmas morning @ 4 AM,I woke up,jumped out of the bed, and said to my husband mark,we have to go to Dallas!!! He said,we don't have any money!! I said we can hitchhike!! We got a change of clothes and hit the road.As soon as we got at the end of our street,a nice man pulled up and said you two need a ride?? I said sure,we are headed to Dallas to see my mama! He said, get in!! We talked the whole way there about the army and just things in general.He asked why are yall in a hurry to get to Dallas?? I told him my mama and daddy were there at my sisters and we were gonna surprize them!! We finally got to Dallas,he dropped us off at my sisters house.We went to the door and knocked.My sister came to the door and was crying,I said what is wrong? She said ,mama has had a heart attack and is in the hospital! They had not been able to call me, no phone back then!! We all went to the hospital to see her.I can remember her in the hospital bed looking so bad,but talking to me,her baby! Anyway,2 days later,she was released from the hospital.She and my daddy wanted us to carry them to the busstop to watch the Greyhound bus back to DeKalb,Texas,so we did! My sister was gonna drive them,but it was snowing,so we all agreed on them riding the bus back home.It was a 3 hr. trip.My daddy said they talked and she could not wait to be home! Anyways,as soon as the bus pulled up to the bus station,the driver got off and stepped out the door.She was the first one to get off,she took 2 steps and fell dead!!I believe it was meant for me to see her in Dallas on  Christmas and also for her to be back home when she died! My daddy lived alone until 2007 when we lost him at the age of 941/2............My parents were older when I was born,my mama was 43 and daddy was 45........she died at the age of 61. My sister is fixing to turn 70 in August and we are very close.We talk about this story every Christmas!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ok, here we go. I'd say I just experienced a miracle right before my eyes! Some of you know the story about my daughter, some know a little and some no nothing, so I will give the basics of what has been going on.
When she was 12 years old she got baptized and was starting to show interest in following God but it was bad timing. The church we went to was going through a tough time and the youth leader had stepped down and the youth group was left floundering for awhile. The kids still were trying to meet but had no adult to lead them. My daughter began to drift away. She asked to go to a different youth group but we were reluctant because we loved the church we were going to so we dragged our feet for a long time. Then we started seeing changes in her that at first were concerning, then alarming. Her grades were dropping, she was growing more moody and distant, she was shutting herself up in her room more and was growing more depressed. We tried all that we knew to pull her out but she grew worse.She began hanging out with the wrong crowd, began experimenting in all kinds of things. She grew more angry, depressed and rebellious. She ran away a couple of times. We were scared and bewildered. We didn't understand why she was acting this way. She had begun cutting herself. We searched her room and found a suicide note. We immediately got her into counseling. For almost 2 years she went to counseling. She seemed to get better but still struggled with depression and still had a few questionable friends. She would draw dark pictures and write sad poems. We felt helpless. We did everything we could think to help her even putting her on an anti-depressant to see if that'd help.
She still had a lot of anger and seemed angry with God for awhile and then indifferent. She went to church with us but only because we asked her to. She'd sit there with her arms folded or get up and leave and say she was sick. She really didn't listen to the message and didn't want to do anything with the youth group any more. This Summer we grounded her pretty much all Summer and pulled her back from some of her friends for awhile because we felt that some of these friends were just getting her and them into trouble a lot. She didn't seem to care all that much. She didn't fight it. I think she had gotten to the point that she was tired of how she was acting and feeling. She stopped taking the anti-depressants because she didn't like the way they made her sleepy in class and such. We allowed her to do that but watched her. She seemed to be doing ok without them so we didn't push it.
Then she asked if she could go on a youth retreat. We found out our old church was having a big retreat coming up. She asked if she could go to that. We said she could. She went to their youth group and on her own approached a girl that she knew very well and had looked up to before. She was the pastor's daughter. She asked her if she'd agree to meet with her for prayer regularly. She said she had a lot of questions. She was more than happy too. This girl was now newly married and helping run the youth group. She met with her over coffee and came back so relieved and happy and said that she understood all the things she'd struggled with, etc. because she herself had gone through a lot in high school. She was only 4 or 5 years older than her so she remembers very well the temptations and struggles with high school.
This retreat had many different church youth groups from all over the US meeting. They were gone all week. When they came back the teens from the church were all just so on fire for God. They each got up in front of the church and gave their testimonies on how God touched them, etc. My daughter walked up to the front (I was surprised because she's usually pretty shy about getting up in front of people!) and gave a short testimony that God really spoke to her that week and told her some of the things that she needed to do to change, etc., including letting go of some relationships that were pulling her down. I was so floored and in awe of God. You see, this had to be a God thing! She NEVER would have done that on her own. Her peers and boyfriend was her whole life. She's starting to realize that some of them were indeed dragging her down.

She is a different kid! This is the girl who was so rebellious with anger and hatred in her eyes so often that it broke my heart. I now saw a softness in her, a gentleness. Amazing! I realized something today. Today I gave her a hug and she hugged me back. I got to thinking, she hasn't hugged me in years. Every time I would try to hug her, she'd either pull back, stiffen up or push me away. She hasn't returned a hug or given me a hug in years. I praise God for this tranformation! Only God could have done such a miracle! He took a very angry, hurt, broken, depressed, rebellious, confused child and turned her around and has given her hope and joy again. This, my friends, was a true miracle. A miracle of a faithful, loving God who never gave up on my child. I will always be grateful to Him for this.
And that's my story for today! Amen!   :)

April I can't wait to share my stories with every one I have so many beautiful miracles to share with every one
but its getting late so will talk to you tomorrow.



                                                      peace, love, and big rainbows ( smile )

                                                                                                         jimi :)

April that is a testimony of Gods great love and of your faithfulness as a mother. It really blessed my heart today.

Thank you so much. for sharing.

I look forward to hearing more stories from you all! I want to be able to look back on this journal for inspiration whenever I may need a lift. Thanks, everyone for sharing! I hope to hear some more soon! :)