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There is healing available to everyone! Enjoy this wonderful video about Anita’s Near Death Experience and healing of lymphoma cancer. Click here to read more about Anita’s Near Death Experience
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You will want to watch this video all the way to the end. I’ve known people personally who have experienced similar healings from John of God.
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This video just about sums it up for me! Please enjoy!
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On the morning of April 27th, 2003 my wife got up to go to work at about 5:00 am. She turned to look over at me because she thought I was “breathing funny.” Upon closer inspection I was what the doctors call aspirating; I was unconscious, sweating profusely and unresponsive. My wife called 911 and three emergency vehicles and two police cars were at our house in a matter of minutes.
Now remember, I had my boys 4, 11, and 14 sound asleep until the sirens and lights woke them. That was pretty traumatic and something they will NEVER forget! My wife hustled the youngest one into our oldest sons bedroom.
The firefighters/medics had a hard time negotiating my 6’5″ 240 lb. body out of the house on the gurney. It must have been quite a spectacle for the neighbors, as they had to carry me out the sliding glass door and around the house!
I was taken to our local hospital where the doctors stabilized me and their initial diagnoses was that I had suffered a heart attack. Because I was still unconscious I was then transferred to another hospital that was more suited to this type of trauma, and after about 4 hours at St Joseph’s in Tacoma, my wife was told that I had suffered a “septic shock and multi-system organ failure with acute renal and respiratory failure.”
I had something like 139,000 red blood count. My pulse was 173/130 and so on; I was on complete life support and in a coma! It was REALLY ugly! I was “intubated” (tubes in my nose and throat down in to my lungs) and lay comatose in the hospital bed for four straight days without any type of response or encouraging sign. Doctors were asking every question you could imagine; they even had considered it being a case of SARS, and asked if I had been out of the country.
The worst part was when the police started questioning my wife! They were asking her, and some of our friends and family members “if we were having marriage problems?” They asked about any “problems with our relationship?” The kinds of questions that police ask when they suspect foul play, but definitely something that a grieving wife does not need to hear. I’m sure you know what I mean!
Anyway my parents flew back from Mexico, where they spend seven months out of the year, to be at my bedside. That evening the doctors took them and my wife outside my hospital room and said that the situation was “very bleak” and they had no idea was caused this episode. All my vital organs were full of infection and the doctors finally asked the inevitable–if I had any kind of a living will. They also asked if I was an organ donor. Since I was “clinically dead,” they asked if I had ever left any instructions about how long I would want to continue to be kept alive artificially on life support, or anything of that sort.
Needless to say that totally freaked out my wife and parents!!! Not to mention my boys, who were continually asking how their daddy was doing. My little four year old, Jady, was leading his preschool class in prayer because “he needed his daddy more than God did right now.”
During that week my family, fellow church members, and friends came to my bedside. My skin was yellow from jaundice because my liver was not functioning. My eyes were rolled back so that all you could see was the “whites,” or should I say “yellows” of my eyes.
That evening my Senior Pastor and Youth Pastor, with whom I had worked with for five years, prayed over me until visiting hours were over. The consensus was that everyone felt like they were saying their good-byes. After everyone had left, my second cousin came in, for the first time, right at the end of visiting hours, around 10:00 PM. I remember waking up, not having any idea where I was, or why I was there strapped to a bed with tubes and hospital machinery everywhere. There was my cousin and he was sitting next to my bed praying.
Now remember, I had tubes in EVERY orifice of my body, so I could not communicate at all. I had also been restrained to the bed because, according to the staff, I kept trying to pull the IV and other tubes out of my body during muscle spasms, and to top it off I had no idea why or where I was! So my cousin lifts up his head and I’m staring at him.
I will never, in a million years forget the look on his face…it was like he had seen a ghost! His eyes welled up with tears and he said “Jeff…Do you know who I am?” I tried nodding my head and tried SO hard to talk, but couldn’t. He asked me if I knew what happened…I shook my head no. He called the nurses in and proceeded to tell me this awesome story about how I was in a coma for almost five days.
Within hours almost my whole family was at my bedside and even though I couldn’t talk, everyone was weeping and hugging me. Before I knew it I was surrounded by most of the special people in my life. The most precious thing I remember was my four year old saying…”I told everybody God wasn’t going to let my daddy die!” His little hand grabbed my finger and I looked into that little face…It’s a feeling that can’t be put into words, but it’s an experience that has changed the whole focus of my life.
The doctors still can’t explain my sudden illness nor do they know what caused it. By the doctors admission it was nothing less than a miracle! The next day the tubes were removed from my nose and throat and five days later I was released from the hospital.
So…. believe it or not…that is still the short version. Even now I’m still recuperating…I had a lot of degenerative muscle damage and a subsequent stroke on top on that, so though I’ve got plenty of healing still to do…I’m just glad that God gave me a second chance.
I’m still waiting for some sort of “epiphany” or “sign” as to why my life was spared, but that has yet to come. I still get extremely emotional when I’m lying down and my little four year old Jady” comes over and puts his ear to my chest to “make sure Daddy’s heart is working good.”
I think this is just a glimpse of my story…there was obviously so much more going on behind the scenes. Because I was comatose I have most of my information from my wife and family. I remember when I was coherent enough to realize what had happened, I read my medical report and couldn’t believe all that had happened to me.
There is one thing that I distinctly remember while I was in my coma: I remember hearing prayers, continuous prayers in my subconscious (I later learned that my story had literally been emailed worldwide and I was being prayed for fervently). I believe this is why I’m alive.
Never underestimate the power of prayer!
Believe in miracles, and hold your children and loved ones a little closer.
Hug more often and remember that you can NEVER say, “I love you” too much.
I’m grateful to be alive to tell this story and I give all the glory to our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ!
This miracle story was submitted by “J.A.” from WA.
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No matter how much money I make or don’t make, God has always been there. I have [had many miracles happen to me,] but, in the end, this one stands out….
I was working for a pretty big company and had managed to get a DUI without losing my job. Of course, I still drank. After I was convicted, I drove drunk one night and ran off the road and totaled my truck. 2 cop cars were sitting right there watching the whole thing. I failed all the sobriety tests and was about to go to jail for a second DUI in less than 1 year. That’s 30 days and no license for a year in Georgia.
As they are getting ready to cuff me, a woman walks up and says that she knows me and that she can take me home. She was a friend whom I hadn’t seen in a long long time. As a third cop car is pulling up, they all agree to let her take me home and remove my truck the next day. No ticket. Nothing.
I told her I had prayed to God to save me after I crashed. She said she was told 30 minutes before the crash to sit in the parking lot and wait. She saw me crash. She knew what to do next.
Prayer doesn’t matter. God had taken care of the situation 30 minutes before my prayer.
God is in control, whether I know it or not.
Now my life is a consistent flow of little miracles. I don’t have to pray anymore. I just live out who and what I am. Good or bad is not relevant. Morals do not matter. I’ve done more good by being bad and have been given more good things when I am supposedly at my worst.
I’ve gotten raises by simply being myself and not being afraid to do things that may seem wrong to some but are right for me.
God matters. I matter. You matter. Amazing stuff that I don’t really deserve on paper…but I am so much the better person for it.
This miracle story was submitted by “R.C.” from GA
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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.
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Here’s a letter I recently received from Gary Evans, the author of Manifest A Miracle. I wanted to share it with you because I have many, many personal experiences on a daily basis that seem to verify what he says in this letter. Hope you find benefit from it and start finding ways to just plain feel good!
Here’s the letter from Gary:
When I first heard that in order to manifest your hearts desires
all you have to do is simply ‘feel good’ …
I didn’t believe it.
I thought that there had to be something more to it. I thought that
it was simply too easy to work. And after all, I’d felt good before
but never seen money come into my life, or my perfect relationship!
So I dismissed that idea pretty quickly.
It wasn’t until I saw the same message keep cropping up over and
over again until I finally started to take notice.
Joe Vitale summed it up in just 2 lines in his book, The Attractor
Factor, and said that if you can just feel good then everything
you’ve been wanting would begin pouring into your life.
‘Feeling Good’ is the core teaching of Esther and Jerry Hicks who
have been helping millions of people since the 80’s.
That got me thinking….
Why do you think these people would make such a statement??
The truth is that ‘feeling good’ really is all you have to do. I
now understand this because I’ve practiced it.
You see… when you feel good for 10 minutes, but for 50 minutes you
feel negative. The dominant vibration that you send out is one of
negativity. This negative vibration that you emit goes out to the
universe more than a positive, fast vibration of feeling good.
Think of it like this…
If you run your hot tap on your bath for 10 seconds, but then close
it and add cold water for 50 seconds…
Would the bath contain hot or cold water?
Most likely it would be cold, going on luke-warm!
This is the same with your manifestations. They are most likely
sporadic in nature unless you can maintain that hot water.
Eventually, if you keep adding hot water, then the bath tub will
overflow and dilute the cold water until you’re left with a nice hot
‘feel good’ bath
And that really is all there is to manifestation.
The more consistent you can be with ‘feeling good’ then the more
consistent your manifestations will be. Before long, you’ll find
yourself thinking of something you want, then you won’t give it
another thought and you’ll see it manifest into your experience.
Because you’ll be emitting high and fast vibrations of ‘good’ which
will continue to attract ‘good’ into your life effortlessly.
If you don’t believe me – try it.
Test this stuff out, just like I did.
You’ll be amazed at what you can experience.
Feeling good the majority of the time and effortlessly thinking and
focusing about things you want and then SEEING those thoughts
materialize is an incredible experience.
In fact – it is the most enjoyable experience I’ve ever had and will
continue to have all of the time because I do not allow anything to
make me feel negative thoughts any more.
(Okay … the odd 1 or 2 might still slip in there, but the
majority of the time I feel great!!)
What can you do, right now to feel good?
Don’t think of things you can do tomorrow, or later on tonight.
What can you do, RIGHT NOW?
– Make a list of everything you like about your partner?
– Go for a walk in the woods?
– Do a good deed for someone else?
– Read a good book?
Whatever it is that can make you feel good is what you should be
doing all of the time. Forget about the stresses and strains of
life. That stuff is just called ‘what is’.
Here’s a nugget of reality for you….
If you continue to stress and worry about events in your life then
you are going to attract more of it – it’s as simple as that!
If you can feel good, NOW, then you’re energy will shift and you
will begin to attract more things you associate with being good.
If you think you might need some pointers or a little help on how to actually”feed good” that is if you’ve forgotten how, I suggest you download a copy of Gary’s book How To Manifest A Miracle and start turning you life around faster than you could possible imagine.
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I have been unemployed for most months of 2010. At first, it was by choice that I left my job, then after entering the workforce again in only 2 months, our office closed and I found myself out of work again.
By this time, my husband and I were concerned that should my situation continue, our future can end in uncertainty. I’ve always prayed to God although admittedly, not regularly, but when the time came for me to start my job search, I started my novenas and daily rosaries.
After a few job rejections, I started feeling downhearted. I continued to pray but doubt started to creep in that I only got interviewed but never got hired. I became frustrated and thought that God won’t answer me.
Around noon one day, I started to prepare for an interview scheduled in the afternoon. That morning, I attended an interview and although it went well, I expected that I would get rejected as I had always been. Feeling “down-spirited”, I prayed to God to guide me as I go on another interview.
I said that I will persevere in the job search but if He would be so merciful to answer my prayer for my husband’s sake as he is more worried than me about my situation. My words were: “God, please end my husband’s suffering.”
I then opened my Bible at random and it opened at Isaiah 62 “God’s spirit is in my heart.” It spoke of God’s good news to the oppressed. The reading renewed my spirit and thanked Him for inspiring me as I go into another interview.
Not 5 minutes later, I received a call from the person who interviewed me in the morning and offered me the job. I immediately called my mother who told me she was praying a novena to St. Pancratius for intercession in my job search and that it worked for 2 other people before me. St. Pancratius is the patron saint of the unemployed and the youth.
I just want to say that God does answer our prayers and His delay is not His denial. I hope other people get to read this especially those in the same situation as myself and renew their hope and always remember that God and His Saints are here for us. Praises and thanks to God who never loses faith in us.