12 Absolutely Amazing Miracles

Everyday miracles

Ruth Graham – daughter of Dr. Billy Graham – Some years ago after an outdoor church picnic, our pastor’s wife discovered the diamond from her engagement ring was missing. It had falllen out. Where? When? It was anybody’s guess. We paused to pray and ask for God to help us locate the small diamond. I am afraid none of us had much faith that we would ever find it. Everyone stopped what they were doing and began to look. We went through the grass, the garbage, the sink, cooking pots -- everything -- with a fine-tooth comb. We did it all again the next day. To no avail. The small diamond was gone. We carried on with the week. It rained. The grass was mowed. But we kept an eye out – just in case. A week later my daughter was playing and spied something sparkling in the grass. She thought it was a rhinestone from her baby doll’s outfit, but she looked a bit closer, picked it up from the grass and dirt. It didn’t look like anything from her baby doll. She brought it inside to ask what I thought. It was the lost diamond!

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Jonathan and Robert Loveall – These two brothers are missionaries in Central America. Their parents, Andrew and Rebecca Loveall, administrate a school, Escuela Integrada de Ninos Trabajadores, for kids who help support their families as shoeshine boys, souvenir sellers, tour guides and food vendors on the streets of the tourist city of Antigua in Guatemala. Elbert, Kevin and Arlyn are students at the school. A few years ago, the three teens were babysitting Robert and Jonathan when four masked men forced their way into the Loveall home with guns. They tied up all five boys and threw them onto the kitchen floor. Then they began to ransack the house. In the middle of the robbery, Jonathan and Robert’s father, Andrew, came home. The robbers put the guns to his face and demanded all of the family’s valuables! Usually such home invasions end with the robbers killing all the witnesses. Tied up on the floor, Kevin whispered, “Let’s all pray that Jesus will protect us and make the bad guys go away.” The five boys prayed together. Then, for reasons that no one can explain, the robbers suddenly left -- without taking hardly anything. Why did they leave so abruptly? Robert, who was five at the time, says he knows. He explained to his father: “Dad, when I was tied up on the floor and we were all praying for you, Jesus told me not to worry.” And so, Robert says, that’s what he did. He quit worrying, because he knew Jesus was going to take care of everything. And He did!

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Christian author Dr. Linda Mintle – “We were driving to Michigan from Virginia for Easter with our two young children and family dog. We stopped for gas at one of those self-service stops on the Interstate toll-road in Ohio. We were still about three hours away from my parents’ house. It was cold and spitting snow. We had driven through the night and it was about 4 a.m., so there was no one at the pay-at-the-pump fuel station. We filled up and started to drive away when the van started to sputter, then stopped. With nobody around, we told the kids we had no way to get help in time to make it to Easter services with the family. We didn’t even know how to call a tow truck – particularly on Easter morning out in the middle of nowhere. So my husband instructed us to lay hands on the car and pray. We did and tried to start the van – nothing. ‘Let’s do it again,’ he urged, ‘and really believe God will help us. He lives and is here with us.’ The second time, we prayed. And the van started. We prayed the entire way to my parents’ house. We pulled in to their driveway early in the morning and there the van died. But God got us safely to Grandma's!”

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Tiffany Youngblood Gilliam – Seven years ago, my husband, Shane, who was a construction contractor and volunteer youth minister at Osage Baptist Church in rural Osage, Arkansas, called and said our little boy, Braedyn, had been in a wreck and was in terrible shape. I asked if Braedyn would be OK. My husband had no response, which alarmed me terribly. Waiting for my parents to drive me to the hospital, I felt so helpless. I dropped to my knees and began praying! Then, I started phoning everyone I knew and asked for prayer and they called other people. When I arrived at the hospital, my husband was crying in a way I had never seen a man cry. He didn’t want me to see Braedyn. When I did, it was terrible. His head was caved in on the right side. He had blood coming from his ears, eyes, nose and mouth. His pelvis appeared to be completely crushed. His catheter was full of blood, which means internal bleeding. The doctor told us the prognosis looked “very grave” and he might not make the flight to a big hospital in Springfield, Missouri. The thought of placing my baby on a helicopter by himself was just more than I could handle. The pilot asked if I wanted to ride, which is not usually allowed. I held onto my little boy’s arm and prayed during the whole flight that God would heal his broken little body. I told God I knew Braedyn was only on loan to me, but I wasn’t ready to not be his mommy. I fully trusted God that He would take care of my baby boy. When we landed, everything was so fast-paced. I was placed in a little room all by myself. There, I just continued to pray. After an eternity – actually only about 40 minutes – the doctor came into the room. He seemed to be in shock!! All of the x-rays and tests had been redone and my little boy didn’t have a broken bone in his body. No internal bleeding. He was bruised and banged up very badly, but the doctor said “I can’t explain what happened. I thought I was going to be telling you there was nothing we could do, but instead I get to tell you that you are very lucky.” I said, “We are not lucky, we are BLESSED! Our God saved our little boy." When we finally got to see him, his head was no longer caved in. He did have to be bed-bound for two weeks, but it was nothing we couldn’t handle. When we went for a check-up, our family doctor cried and hugged Braedyn. He said “I prayed so hard but I never thought I would see this little guy again.” God is so good! Braedyn is our little miracle boy!

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Cristina Mincer – Last Thursday as I was headed for lunch, a couple approached me. She was about a week and a half overdue to give birth to their daughter, Izzy. They are good friends of ours and I started praying. As I prayed, I felt a distinct note of victory and I just praised God. When I got home, I checked Facebook and lo-and-behold, they had posted that they were on their way to the birthing center! So, I posted on Facebook to them that I had prayed – how I had felt an assurance that Izzy was just fine. Then, I thought nothing more of it the rest of the day. The next morning, I received a message from her husband, Josh, telling me, “Thank you” for praying for them. It turns out Izzy's umbilical chord was wrapped around her neck! When they learned Izzy was in distress, they both panicked. Josh says as the doctors worked, he was going back and forth, torn between faith and fear. He said for some unknown reason at the time, he checked Facebook, which he even thought was odd in the middle of a life-and-death emergency. But he saw my post – where I had written how I knew Izzy was going to be just fine. Josh said that made all the difference in the world – and set his attitude back to trusting God completely!! The funny thing is that I don’t normally tell people when I have prayed for them and I especially don’t post it on Facebook. I just felt led. God is so amazing!!! Izzy is happy, healthy and so is Mom. Praise the Lord!!!

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Ruth Hamm – I had a terrible headache and drove myself to the hospital – not knowing the problem, just knowing my head felt like it would break open. There, I was told I would have a seven-hour wait before I could see a doctor. My daughter e-mailed people to pray. I was torn, remembering God’s promises, but my mind was screaming death. I had to choose and I did – I chose life. I begged the person at the desk to at least take my blood pressure, which was 229/129. They moved quickly and even asked me if I had a living will. I said, “No, I will be fine.” I spent a week in the hospital with them trying to find out what had caused what turned out to be a brain hemorrhage. I never lost consciousness, had no surgery and never suffered slurred speech. Their final word was, “We don’t know what started it, and we don’t know what stopped it.” I responded, “I don’t know what started it, either. But I know Who stopped it!,” as I pointed heavenward. The doctor’s words: “You’re probably right.” It turned out, I had suffered a tear in the area of the brain stem. Today, I give all glory to God for His healing power and kindness to me.

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Pete Bergian – My wife Zoraya and I completed 20 years of marriage this last February. We tried unsuccessfully for almost 17 years to have a child and had nothing but miscarriages. In 2002 we had the most devastating miscarriage and I resigned myself that maybe it was not for us to have children. Then, I had a dream of a little girl sitting on my stomach. She looked at me and said the words “by the Spirit of God” and I woke up. That was in late 2003. Six more years passed. In October 2009, my wife was frustrated with being almost 40 and not having had a child, so she made an appointment at a local fertility clinic. We waited there for almost two hours and after some insurance nonsense, we left totally frustrated. However, I turned to her and I told her she was pregnant and she should take a test. She didn’t believe me, but bought the cheapest dollar-store test she could find. She was indeed pregnant. We went to the doctor and again it was confirmed. This time, she had the most wonderful pregnancy and delivered the most beautiful baby girl. She has been a blessing! Not to be rude, but we try very regularly to have another child. It’s lots of fun, so we don’t mind the effort!

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Kim Black Vieira -- My son was born with hypothyroidism, but the hospital filed his name backwards – Vieira Garrett, instead of Garrett Vieira. This caused a delay in receiving test results that our state had just put in place a couple years before to test each newborn. Left untreated, the doctors said they did not know what sort of damage may have occurred – but that it more than likely was irreversible. I knew something was not right, my baby slept 24 hours a day except while nursing. When he was three months old, we were sitting in a church service. The pastor asked if anyone had a prayer request to stand, name your request and believe God for the answer. We did so, and my three-month old called out the words “Good, good, good! Good, good, good!” Everyone sitting around us started laughing and I found myself laughing and crying as I knew we had experienced a miracle! He began reading at 2 1/2 years old and became a member of Mensa by the second grade! He has always excelled in all subject matters and has been in a few college credit classes although he is now only in his sophomore year of high school. I know he is a miracle.

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Justin Shelton – A year ago, my father started experiencing severe stomach cramps. Being the stubborn man that he is, waited several days in terrible pain before going to the Veterans Administration hospital in Columbia, Missouri. My dad has been in and out of hospitals with COPD and only has one functioning lung. He has been on oxygen for years. Every time he goes into the hospital, the doctors think that it could be the last time he comes back out alive. Finally after several tests, the doctors and specialists concluded that he had a severe blockage, but it was too far back for them to remedy without surgery. However, because of my father’s overall bad health, he was not a candidate for such an operation, which they said would almost certainly kill him. However, leaving the blockage would definitely cause him to die. I went to church that Sunday morning and picked up a cloth for the congregation to pray over. When I got to the hospital, I had to explain to him what a prayer cloth was. My dad had never heard of such thing, but he does have faith in Jesus. He took the cloth and laid it on his abdomen. From that point on, he began saying he was healthy and healed. The doctors still came in with the forms for him to sign to have the operation, which relieved them of responsibility if he died. Literally within hours of our placing that cloth on his abdomen, the blockage passed completely on its own! The doctors are bewildered. But we are not. Our God reigns!