Miracles only happen to people who believe in miracles. But to many people, when something magical happen they say “oh its just a coincidence”, or “this is something that we can explain “…
So i’m going to use this oppurtunity to ask to share miracles that happened to you to encourage others to believe in the Extraordinary.
Thank you very much,
Paulo
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A miracle happened to me several months ago… but I’m still thinking about it.
I had lunch with some collagues of mine. Suddenly one oft them saif something. I suddenly turned around and looked into his eyes. I hat the feeling that I suddenly did a journey into his eyes and deep in his soul.
I was shocked… It was like recognising him and knowing his soul. IT WAS HIM.
Several months passed. I couldn`t talk to him. Since two weeks we try to speak to each other… Just one or two sentences. I am curious. ..
It is a miracle… I’m anxiuos but in a way I do confinde in life.
What do you think about my experience?
Thank you.
Give a man a fish and he will eat for a day; teach a man to fish and he will eat for a lifetime; tell a man about miracles and he will die praying for a fish.
Five years ago, I was in a toxic relationship, about to get my college degree and no idea as to what I was going to do with myself afterwards. I had a dream one night that this handsome man with long hair was going to be with me, but I had to drive to Phoenix to get him. The relationship I was in crumbled to pieces and I went into a tailspin of emotions. WE had been together for four and a half years and he could never commit to me and made me believe I was the source of all of his problems and that nobody wanted me around.
I kept focusing on the guy in my dream and that I was going to be alright on my own and suddenly, I had people wanting to be around me, my time was filled with things that made me feel like I was growing and this person I had been with was suddenly less important to me.
The night after i called this person and told him I was done with his games, I went out with a friend and met a guy with long dark hair. We have been married now for two years and every night, no matter what he tells me he loves me. I have grown light years as a person and despite dealing with shortcomings that life sends, I am so blessed that I met this person.
In reinterpreting my dream, Phoenix was not the physical city, but a state of being where one needs to burn to ashes their perception of themselves to reveal the beautiful person they morphed into. It is not an easy road and many people balk at the thought of traveling it. Many times, I had.
To me, having this dream and keeping faith in it is a miracle. I want to tell everyone out there that feels that they cannot change their lives and that they owe something to someone else at the expense of your self worth, there is a dream for you too, just close your eyes and find it.
i was a troubled soul and have been praying to God sincerely… and when i was at the procession to kiss St. Pio’s relic, i was praying that God shield my family from harm. and i know God have answered my prayer because I noticed the man in front of me having the word shield written in his bag. I just knew it is the Universe’s way of speaking to me and telling me everything will be alright :)
Mr.Coelho (it is my upbringing to call people by Mr. and Mrs. as we do in Poland) but Paulo,
Couple days ago, as the hurricane/tropical storm Irene was coming closer to the state of Connecticut in which I live and as it was my first time experiencing this natural force I was terrified.
That night I didn’t have to work, thank God I could stay with my son and feel safer and keep him safe. I secured everything I could, I prepered myself as good as I was instructed to by the local TV stations. I was somewhat reluctant to go to sleep, because I knew the storm would come in the middle of the night as I was sleeping.
I tucked my son into bed and said my prayers, talked to my angels to please stay with us and keep us safe, after which I fell asleep unable to keep my eyes open anymore.I kept my TV on all night.
I woke up around 5 in the morning to the howling winds and terrifying rain. TV was still working, I on the other hand felt as if I was going to have a heart attack, my heart was pounding, my mind was racing (at that point I went and took one of my anxiety medications).
I started praying again, I went to the window and I seen trees being rocked back and forth sideways, rain so strong I couldn’t see a sidewalk. I thought “at what point do I grab my son and run to the basement?”.
I kept watching the news, kept praying like never before (isn’t it funny how we pray the most when we feel the most desperate?) I kept praying.
TV was still working, the hurricane was downgraded to tropical storm, and after a while the rains slowly stopped.
I started to calm down as my power was still on, my TV, my phone still working I thank God for this because I believe that those angels must have been all around me that night, that morning, becasue I kept calling on them.
We survived. I know maybe it might sound silly to you, because living in South America as you did and still do from time to time it’s natural to you but for me it was a night I will never forget.
I consider this a miracle because I know a lot of people lost thier lives…now I seriously consider moving up north.
Just wanted to share with you my experience. My girlfriend was laughing at me, saying “but in my country we get those storms all the time”.
To sum it all up I do believe my angels stayed right next to us that night. I kept calling on them and they did stick around.
Barbara
Since I was a child I have had many spiritual experiences, but there is one in particular that resonates with me. Some many years ago, there was a power outage that occurred in the north eastern quadrant of North America- it was well covered in the media (summer 2004). I was only seventeen at the time, and was preparing to leave home for the first time as a young woman to pursue my academic career.
That day, everyone in the community had come out onto the streets to play sports and walk- the whole community was a bustle. The stars were more visible than ever since there were no city lights.
I recall after going for a walk I came home to pray. My mum had left the front door open, and I was praying in the foyer. You see, I believe there are many different ways to God- we are all born under different circumstances and religions- and taught different routes in aspiration to connect with something higher. My form or path of doing so is called namaj, the Islamic tradition of prayer. I was in the middle of what is called sajdah, which is the act of prostration in remembrance of God during the ritualistic prayer- at this moment a feeling overwhelmed me. It was as if I had reached a level of meditation where I was out of my body and could see and feel everyone around the world. It was an indescribable feeling, but most definitely what I feel, a miracle.
It reminds me of a belief I have- that we are all connected through something called heart-intuition. Its that innate ability we each have to read each other’s emotions, and we can hone that ability to connect with one another.
Mr.Coelho,
A miracle happened today.
It was just a regular day. I got home from work, took a nap. I woke up and the heat wa so intense I wasn’t going to go and do anything special today, but then I realized shoot I got only one slice of bread, I gotta run to the store and get more bread. So I’m going downstairs and suddenly I got adrenaline rush that I needed to stop and do my breathing exercises to bring my heart rate down and do you know why?
I GOT A LETTER FROM YOU, now it’s gonna take another miracle to find pretty enough frame for it:)
I thank you because you just made my day:)
With all my love,
for you and your beautiful wife Christina
Thank you,
Barbara
mi vida, la salud de mis queridos padres, la operaciòn a corazòn abierto de mi padre a los 70 años y saliò fuerte ya tiene 85 eso debe ser un milagro. Muchos milagros han ocurrido a lo largo de mi existencia y se que fueron porque llegaron en el momento que estuvo triste y desolada por ejemplo tu y tus obras maravillosas son un milagro para todos esos incrèdulos que no creen en un Dios todopoderoso que nos creò a su imagen i semejanza, mediante tus libros ayudas a comprender mejor el mundo en que vivimos y a relacionarnos mejor entre nosotros mismos y aceptar que hay angeles y montañas de sueños que aùn debemos escalar
Miracles was happening to me all the time when I was younger…..and I truly believed that were miracles.When I got older I stopped to believe in them and they stopped happening to me….pitty eh.But I realized my mistake and now I start again to believe hopefuly for them to come back :) so people….just believe – it’s the only thing for free and noone can take it from you
Yo creo verdaderamente en los milagros, y que Dios coloca a nuestro lado personas que nos ayudan y nos llevan hacia donde el desea para superarnos y ser fuertes, y saber que al lado de el no hay nada que nos pueda hacer daño. Nada mas que hay que estar atentos a sus señales porque pueden ser minimas pero sin lugar a duda llegan a ser maravillosas.
I may only be 15 years old, but I feel as though God is for sure no doubt real. The only cause of my strong belief is because of a miracle that happened to me when I was 12 years old. To this day, I still don’t understand it… and I reanalyze it every now in then, wondering if it was all pure and real. But, I guess that will never fully be answered. Please read my story.
I was at a beginning stage of my teenage life where I was starting to question things. Even though I was being raised up in a easy going Lutheran family, I started to question God. In some ways, I was trying to reinvent myself for my peers, because so many other peers of mine were questioning the existence of God as well. Anyways, I was doing a fun online Myspace survey and one of the questions was, “Do you believe in a God?” I was stumped by this question, but after a few minutes of thinking about all my other peers who were going to see this and my present doubt I said, “No, not really”.
During this time, it was storming outside and a couple seconds after typing that answer a tremendous thunder and lighting erupts and I am lured to my window at the sight. But, when I come to the window, I don’t see dark stormy clouds and lighting… but I see an eerie motion of a distinct man with flowing bleach white hair wearing an even more white full-length body tunic. Those were the longest seconds of my life. After I turned my eyes away from the window, the event was over with and the storm returned. I didn’t know how to react to that! I was only 12! But, of course, a wave of shock and utmost terror trembled inside of me. It was so unexpected and so… eerie! But I never felt so alive.
I ran to talk to my mom about; but I was pretty much talking in hysterics. My mom, who I could tell didn’t seem to believe me very much, said “You must have seen Jesus”. Now, she wasn’t being sarcastic… But I am so thankful for that astounding night, because I am a believer.
Dreams too?
When my father passed away, (you were born in same year as my dad). A dream that he was with his mom, his sister that all passed away, he was holding a baby, but he wouldn’t show it. I had a misscariage before my son was born. A coincidence? I can’t answer, I don’t know. Is he taking care of my first baby, I don’t know.
I am a cynical person. I do not beleive on anything unless I see it with my own eyes or experience it. But God showed me so I can beleive in His miracles.
I am a Filipino doctor and presently working as a Medical Officer in the Ministry of Health of Brunei Darussalam. When I was accepted in 2008, I was already 52 years old.There were so many who applied but there were only 8 accepted and I was one of those accepted. Others would call it fate, being at the right time at the right place. Others would call it a miracle.
I Brunei, I was alone. For more than 6 months, everyday, I would cry, thinking of my family back home. I cannot accept that I exchange my family for money I would be receiving as my salary. Everyday, after clinic, I would go to the church before going home. After the more than 6 months, I came to realize that I asked God back then to make me feel His presence. Back home, I am a busy person and don’t have time for myself and when you’re busy you cannot feel the presence of God.
Now…every second everyday…God is speaking to me. I can feel His presence when a co-employee ignores me, when I was driving to the clinic worried and problematic and many more experiences.
There was this one early morning, wherein, I was really worried of something and was driving, a flock of white migrating birds, flew infront of my car and just leading the way through the highway. It made me smiled and really made me feel good the whole day.
Indeed, for those who beleive no explanation is necessary,but for those who don’t, no explanation is possible.
Miracles do happen.. And it happens every second everyday… Feel it…
Hi,
Very interesting read. I for one do believe in miracle. I believe in God who at times gives us miracle just to remind us of His existence.
Thanks for sharing.
Cheers,
Miranda
My first pilgrimage (on my own) was in 2005.
I decided to implement a promise I had made, to go and visit a monastery in Lesvos , a Greek island.
There is the house of the Saints Rafael – Irene – Nicolas.
There was an oblation Ι wanted to do, since the Saints had fulfilled many miracles to me and to people that I knew . I also needed to pray for certain matters, so I decided to go there without a second thought.
I booked a flight on the 24th of March. I stayed there for almost two days, the 24th and the 25th.
When I got to Lesvos,I felt such peace and joy inside me that I cannot describe in words.I was totally alone in a totally unknown place, but I felt no fear.I had protection.
Many great emotions wrapped me..I stood there and looked at it and I thought :”Thank God I made it, as I had promised”.
The monastery was in the countryside uphill and it was surrounded by many many olive trees.Beautiful view.
I had a really great time.I prayed a lot, I walked around,I attended the church and helped the nuns-sisters at some certain things they needed.There is α well of natural Holy water and near it, is the process of the Holy oil ,so i helped there.
I was constantly trying to observe everything ,so maybe I could see one of the Saints, because many people had and they say that they have seem Them walking around.
Well nothing happened on the first day.Only praying and enjoying the moments.
The next day (on the 25th) was a big day for Christians. It was the Annunciation. That day ,pilgrims were coming all day ,from all over Greece and from aboard.Many ill people came along so as to pray,and waiting for some miracle to happen.I won’t forget their faces, full of fear and hope.I met some of them and my day was full.
I had to take my flight back to Athens that day at 21:00 ,so I tried to enjoy it, as much as I possibly could.
At 16:00 there was the afternoon church(the second one that day) dedicated to Virgin Mary.It was beautiful.The psalmody (chant)was magic .As the voices were coming from the sky.
After that, around 17.:00 ,I thought taking some photos so as to remember those two days.
At that time, my mother called me and asked me if I had seen anything..And I replied:” No,nothing yet”.
I took a lot of photos that day and the time came, where I went to take some photos of the Saints too.
Within the churches( the big and the small ones), there lies the bodies ( the Holy bones)of the Saints inside of three Holy sepulchres (tombs) .On each one, you can see the whole-length painted Byzantine pictures of each Saint, with their eyes closed and their hands crossed over their chest.
I looked at their faces very carefully and prayed at the same time.So, around 17:20-17:30, I took a photo of Saint Rafael, then one of Saint Nicolas and finally went to take one of Saint Ιrene’s .I looked at her, face to face, very carefully.She had blond hair,a long white dress and she seemed so young and peaceful.Only 12 years old.Everything was extremely quiet.
I took the camera and at the moment I was about to shoot the photo, something amazing happened!.
Suddenly, she opened her right at eye and looked at me deep in the eyes, very briskly for a few seconds. Then, she closed it again.
Her eye was yellow and a golden light came out of it.
I jumped over and my camera almost fell off my hands.My heart started beating very loudly and it seemed to me as it was about to jump out of my chest. I couldn’t calm down! I was so terrified, only because it was so sudden. I started walking around the monastery in circles, being very nervous and my hands were sweating.I was trying to figure out what had happened.I knew that this could happen ,I had seen so many miracles already, I was sure of it ,no doubts, but still I was afraid of my mind tricking me. My only problem was that, I knew that I was true, but I wanted to be sure, so as not to confess a lie when I was about to tell my friends about my experience. So I prayed again to Them, to give me a sign to show me that what I had seen ,was real.Not to convince my self, but just to be sure so I would tell the truth ,if I told the story.This doubt was eating me for hours..
Well, the time passed by and around 21:00, I heard the taxi outside.So I had to leave.I had to take the flight back to Athens. I didn’t want to but I had no other choice.
Five minutes before I left ,I went again to each one Them , to kiss them goodbye. .I went at Saint Ιrene’s sepulchre and I was staring at her once more,when this girl named Eugenia* came along and smiled at me.She looked at Saint Ιrene’s face and said to me” If you observe her carefully, you will see that she opens her right eye and looks at you.”I was very absentminded at that moment looking at saint Ιrene, that I didn’t pay attention to what the girl told me. “What did you say ?” I asked her.She smiled at me and with her calm and soft voice, she repeated the same. “If you observe her carefully, you will see that she opens her right eye and looks at you.”
I was frozen ! ” Really?- I asked. “Of course!”-she said.Then I turned to one of the nuns that were behind me at that moment and asked them if Saint Ιrene does really open her eye.
“Oh my child, did you see it too? -the old sister asked me full of joy – “many people have seen it! This year a woman came to visit the monastery and she asked me:
-” Dear sister ,why have you changed the Saint Ιrene’s picture?
-”Oh my dear child ” I replied-” we haven’t changed it in years.It’s always been the same”.
_”Of course you have”,- the woman insisted-”when I visited your monastery last year ,the Saint Ιrene’s eyes were open and now that I am here,they are closed”!
So, it was a miracle that many had seen.And I had the honor to see the God’s work one more time.It was unbelievable. Five minutes before I left, they showed me with the most crystal clear way, that what I had seen was true.Amazing!
I was so thrilled, so happy that nothing could be compared to those emotions.I felt I could walk back to Athens and needed no plane.
I kissed everyone goodbye, thanked my dear angels and was off to the airport.
While being in the taxi ,I called my mother and told her what had happened and she asked me something, that froze me for the second time:
-”What time did you see Her?Was it around 17.20-17.30?”
-”Yes, why?” – I replied , unable to say more words.
-”Because I prayed at that time, so they would give you the opportunity to see one of Them. I knew that you wanted it so much”.Then she hung up.
I was stunned once more.Something in me changed ever since.They are always by my side.
I got home and told everyone what I had seen and the whole experience of being in the monastery.
At some point, I showed them the photos too.But to my surprise,after I’d finished showing all the photos, I realised that there was one photo missing.
That of Saint Irene’s…
* P.S Those two days ,the girl named Eugenia,was a very good company to me. She told me many stories about the Saints. She had seen them alive several times. This girl had a gift.Something about her, made you think that she was not human.I will never forget her.Hope to see her there again.
I live.
It’s a miracle.
Miracles occur every time I wake up early in the morning… =) that’s it! Miracles do happen everyday of my life. Thank God for that!.winks.
I do believe in miracles.I am an ordinary man.I wanted to send my son for higher studies in US and he got the admission also.Most of his friends who applied for visa got it and went to USA.At the last moment before the start of the college my son got the visa and the bank santioned the loan and we converted everything into travellers cheque.But for the air ticket and other expenses we needed another $4000 and we were wondering what to do next.Coming to know of his departure to US a niece of mine,a retired teacher came to visit my son and coming to know of our predacament,she took him to her bank and left to her native place.My son,after dropping her in the railway station came with a bag.And when we opened it we saw exactly the amount we required to our surprise!!We converted it to US dollars and sent him to US and now he is settled in that country.Still it is a mystery to me.I stongly believe that We get some help from unexpected quarters.The angel of God came in the form of my niece.This happened just one day before he left for US.This happened in the year 2002 and we repaid the amount to her in 2010!!
“FOR THOSE WHO BELIEVE, NO EXPLANATION IS NECESSARY.FOR THOSE WHO DON’T,NO EXPLANATION IS POSSIBLE”
John Sargurudoss
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