I had just given birth to my first child and was only twenty years old. (Her father had left us when I was four months pregnant). I had fallen into a deep depression.
One night, after I had put my daughter to sleep, I laid in my own bed in the dark, talking with God. My desperation was so deep, that I begged him for a sign that things would be alright.
I had fallen asleep, and was dreaming (or so I thought) when the air in the room turned quite warm. I saw two angels before me. They seemed to be female and only one would communicate with me. They spoke though their lips did not move. They told me that God loved me and that everything would be alright.
The love I felt inside was so intense that I wanted to cry with joy. I woke up feeling born again. Nobody could take that feeling from me.
I had that dream sixteen years ago, and never forgot it. When I feel like giving up, I look back to this moment, and KNOW that God and his love is always with me.
This miracle story was submitted by “A.S. from CA.