Have you ever experienced a miracle?

[LifeIsWhat]

When you totally gave up..
Totally against the odds...
Not expected at all...
Didn't realise then, but totally appreciate it now...
When it just can't be real....
Not necessarily religion related (of course it can be too)

Please share your story, in this cold dark evening and the war is looming. So we know there is always hope...

My son.

He was my second born and I had a history of pnd/ anxiety with my previous dc so when I mentioned my concerns to the health visitor, GP, 111,nurses and midwife I was brushed off with every baby is different, that mentally mums are very nervous and anxious over their child's health after birth. That babies do sleep a lot. His tummy kept expanding, but he wasn't putting on weight, he slept all through the night and I had to wake him to feed at first.

It got to day 6, he was still incredibly sleepy but now unresponsive when I tried to feed him - he was like a little rag doll, his "twitching" became worse, he hadn't gained weight. So I drove an hour to the next small cottage hosptial rather than the one in the city centre...and finally a nurse listened to me. He was blue lighted back to the main hosptial where a flood of consultants and doctors surrounded us - he had neonatal meningitis and was incredibly unwell. The consultant told me if we were a couple of hours later he wouldn't be here.

Hes now 4. Apart from his hearing and speech delay he's a happy wonderful little boy.

Grade B at A level maths is the nearest I have ever experienced.

i am a atheist so dont believe in any of all that(i do believe heavily in karma and crystal healing though and white witchcraft)

somehow i conceived 2 sons(naturally)with out any periods at all

i have severe PCOS and at 41 ive never had a period, I never ever started
i was told at 17 i was infertile as i had a underactive ovary on one side that never matured and on the other hundreds of tiny cysts covered ovary
i was told i would need ivf or surrogacy as i produced zero eggs. this was checked at 17 and again at 29

neither of my boys were "accidents "both were tried for (is not on contraption , i couldn't do all the other trying to conceive things as i never ovulated)

i caught at 23 and 30 ,they arwe 17 and 11 now
no2 was 4 years of fertility drugs(clomid)i couldn't use them correctly it was pot luck and i found out at 2 and a half weeks

my ex and i were together 22 years, him 17,me 18 and in all that time we never used any form of birth control(im 41 and couldnt tell you how to use a condom) so i could have had any number of pregnancies and would have kept how ever many came but we only had the 2

Friend who had breast cancer went for a scan and found that it had now moved into her brain. She had a MRI scan and the consultant said that it was all over and really nothing much they could do. They showed her the scan and she said it was just everywhere, so they said no point in trying treatment.

We prayed. Lots. Especially her prayer that she would see her little girl start school 6 months later.

A few weeks later the consultant decided to send her for another MRI scan just to see how quickly it was growing. It was basically to plan for palliative care she was told.

He phoned her up the next day almost speechless with excitement. Almost all the cancer had just disappeared, just a small patch in one area remained. That meant that they could treat. She survived several years longer.

Another less emotional one:
My parents used to pray for a safe journey before they left.
We'd been to a wedding (back in the 80s), and were driving home about 200 miles. My grandparents had also been at the wedding but had left a couple of hours before us because they wanted to get home in the light.
It must have been about midnight when we left the motorway and were just about 5 or 6 miles from home when the car died suddenly. So there we were, on a quiet rural road with 3 small children, wearing only light wedding clothes. No lights. No cars. No houses near. No phone boxes and no way of contacting anyone.
My parents pushed the car off the road, as quickly as possible and tried to decide what to do.
About 5 minutes later a car pulled in about 10 yards away. It was my grandparents! They'd stopped at a services on the way back to use the toilets and met a couple they knew. Ended up going for dinner with them, and were just coming back. They hadn't seen our car (it was behind trees) but just pulled over because my granny had dropped her purse into the footwell and wanted to find it.
They even managed to wake a local garage owner with a tow truck to fetch the car!

Not a miracle but we were trying for a baby for 3 years, the month we conceived DH was about to go working away so there was only one shot DTD. The morning after, in the toilets at work, I prayed for the first time in years. I didn’t want to go through all the tests etc we had lined up. I’m not religious, agnostic at best, but I got pregnant that month. I know it wasn’t the reason but I’ll always remember it.

We waited ages for adoption and were about to give up waiting. Found a postcard on a bench saying believe in the power of adoption and one week later we received a telephone call saying g that they had a baby who us now my son.
December 2019 I nearly bled out in A&E from a stomach ulcer. 8 pints of blood and 5 days later I was sat at home.
Life is one big bloody miracle embrace each day.

My mum was battling a cancer that affected the lymph nodes. She had gone through months of chemo which she responded well to, however the Dr's wanted to give her radiotherapy on a few small tumours that remained.

She went for one session of radiotherapy and came home not feeling too well. She was rushed to hospital and it turned out she had developed sepsis from a bladder infection. She was taken to ICU and put on a ventilator. Her kidneys started to shut down so she was also put on dialysis. She did eventually recover and after a short while was sent for testing to see how they needed to approach her remaining radiotherapy, however they found no trace of her cancer. The doctor suggested thst the sepsis had potentially got rid of the remaining cancer cells. The cancer didn't return however she did pass around a year later due to unrelated causes. I got to spend an amazing extra year with her though.

When I was about 11 I was at the end of my tether. I hated the school I was at. One evening after school I was sitting in the living room struggling to find a way to talk about this to my parents. I couldn't stand the thought of going ever again. I hated everything about it . I was sort of praying to something or someone 'up there' to help me.
I became vaguely aware that my dad had arrived home from work and as he stood in the doorway talking to my dm I sort of tuned in to what he was saying.
The gist of it was that we had to move out of the flat we were living in and only had a couple of weeks to go.
We ended up moving quite away off so I had to change schools.
I have never forgotten the timing of this when I was in such despair. It did feel like some sort of miracle or divine intervention.

Another baby!

I was told I was infertile and fell pregnant with my miracle. Had a heavy bleed at 28 weeks, was told to prepare for the worst and was rushed directly to delivery suite.
He managed to hang on until 38 weeks- full term and healthy.

Absolutely I have.

My little girl had a cold. She woke up with a snuffly nose and the usual cold symptoms.

Something didn't feel quite right so I called an ambulance and packed a bag thinking I was crazy for overreacting to a sniffle.

The ambulance came and said they would take her to get checked over but, aside from being a bit warm, she was fine, but as she was a baby (20 months) they would err on the side of caution.

When we got to hospital they ran some tests and then she started deteriorating very quickly.

They thought it may be meningitis and sent us over an hour away to a much bigger hospital.

The tests came back and she had strep A in her lung, which had caused an infection which had led to sepsis and now her organs were shutting down. Her lungs had a hard shell around them and she was now struggling to breathe. They took her to surgery and I waited.

A couple of hours passed and a doctor took me into a room and gave me a speech I knew all to well telling me she was really ill and to prepare myself for my goodbyes.

I am a satanist but I prayed to every god from Allah to Zeus. There was nothing I could do, I was totally helpless it was awful.

Another couple of hours pass and the actual surgeon came out. I felt sick, I wasn't ready to hear his news.

He took my hand and said that he had managed to clear her lungs and that she was already starting to get better and then he led me to my daughter, still out for the count, looking so tiny on the bed.

A few minutes later her eyes flickered open and she gave me a little smile before going back to sleep.

She was still in hospital for a month after that, and she had to see a specialist for a couple of years because her liver wasn't quite back to usual but she is now the happiest healthiest most amazing little girl.

I have no idea why I called an ambulance for a stuffy nose, but had I left her until the morning she wouldn't be here now, and That surgeon, he made a miracle happen that day, I'm so thankful for him ❤

Today!! As I was driving down the dual carriageway, I heard a very sudden and insistent rapping on my nearside back passenger window as I was driving past a slip road onto the carriageway. Like someone was knocking on it. I slowed down a little bit while I tried to puzzle out what the hell that was, and about a second later a motorbike zoomed straight onto the carriageway at about 100mph. If I hadn't slowed down that tiny bit to try and work out what the sound was, that biker would have been in my car with me.

After being terribly ill for a long time, the GP insisting she only had constipation, my mother went to A and E and was diagnosed with ovarian cancer. Just a short time later we were told she wouldn't survive the night. She was on oxygen and dieing. I prayed with her and, although she had no faith in anything, she became a Christian. She didn't die that night. Or the next. In fact she had 20 more months with us. And her character changed completely. Jesus changed her and softened her. I know I will see her again - not in this life, but in the next. As it says 'For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him will not perish but have everlasting life'.

@BunsOfAnarchy

I have to think long and hard for myself But ill put one down that I've seen happen to someone I know. I attended a wedding when I was about 6. I'm 35 now. That married couple couldn't have children. I remember the groom was quite a drinker. After a few years of trying they decided it wasn't going to happen so dedicated their life to charity. He gave up drinking within about a year of marriage. They helped raise their siblings children and she them have grandchildren They had a little boy last week. Totally out of the blue. I actually cried when I found out.

Surely this is utterly impossible?

Almost 28 years ago, my eldest nephew was born with a severe heart malformation known as Hypoplastic Left Heart Syndrome (HLHS). He was operated on within a week, and he had several operations in his first few years of life. Great Ormond Street Hospital seemed almost like a second home to him and his parents at times and nobody gave us that much hope of him surviving to adulthood. In his late teens, things got very difficult - one more op and they would reach the end of the road in terms of what they could do for him. The family moved to the US for work reasons. Soon after, he had a heart transplant. He is now thriving, with a job, a flat and a long term GF. I think of the poor family that lost their son to a car crash and feel forever grateful that his heart gave my nephew his life back. And the surgeons and doctors that were able to get my nephew to the point where that was possible.

I've had many, big & small, from the voice that screamed in my ear to "JUMP" & I just did without thinking & somehow found myself lifted & rolling across grass about 15 feet from where I had been. A car had hit a tree right where I had been walking ... thankfully driver shaken, but okay. I doubt I would have been okay though, to the sudden feeling of lightness & being pushed through water when I got myself into serious trouble by being the wrong side of a strong current when I stupidly swam into a cave without telling anyone where I'd gone. To the morning after leaving an abusive relationship & I had nothing but bags to sleep on & little money & throwing open my curtains after a bad night, to a beautiful cherry tree suddenly in full bloom ... it was January

@ABCeasyasdohrayme

Absolutely I have.

My little girl had a cold. She woke up with a snuffly nose and the usual cold symptoms.

Something didn't feel quite right so I called an ambulance and packed a bag thinking I was crazy for overreacting to a sniffle.

The ambulance came and said they would take her to get checked over but, aside from being a bit warm, she was fine, but as she was a baby (20 months) they would err on the side of caution.

When we got to hospital they ran some tests and then she started deteriorating very quickly.

They thought it may be meningitis and sent us over an hour away to a much bigger hospital.

The tests came back and she had strep A in her lung, which had caused an infection which had led to sepsis and now her organs were shutting down. Her lungs had a hard shell around them and she was now struggling to breathe. They took her to surgery and I waited.

A couple of hours passed and a doctor took me into a room and gave me a speech I knew all to well telling me she was really ill and to prepare myself for my goodbyes.

I am a satanist but I prayed to every god from Allah to Zeus. There was nothing I could do, I was totally helpless it was awful.

Another couple of hours pass and the actual surgeon came out. I felt sick, I wasn't ready to hear his news.

He took my hand and said that he had managed to clear her lungs and that she was already starting to get better and then he led me to my daughter, still out for the count, looking so tiny on the bed.

A few minutes later her eyes flickered open and she gave me a little smile before going back to sleep.

She was still in hospital for a month after that, and she had to see a specialist for a couple of years because her liver wasn't quite back to usual but she is now the happiest healthiest most amazing little girl.

I have no idea why I called an ambulance for a stuffy nose, but had I left her until the morning she wouldn't be here now, and That surgeon, he made a miracle happen that day, I'm so thankful for him ❤

I hope you're not still a Satanist after all those versions of God answered your prayers. If ever there was a case for conversion, that was it!

@BunsOfAnarchy

I have to think long and hard for myself But ill put one down that I've seen happen to someone I know. I attended a wedding when I was about 6. I'm 35 now. That married couple couldn't have children. I remember the groom was quite a drinker. After a few years of trying they decided it wasn't going to happen so dedicated their life to charity. He gave up drinking within about a year of marriage. They helped raise their siblings children and she them have grandchildren They had a little boy last week. Totally out of the blue. I actually cried when I found out.

What?? How old were they??

I hope you're not still a Satanist after all those versions of God answered your prayers. If ever there was a case for conversion, that was it!

I am a still a satanist, as are my older dc, and I imagine my younger ones may be as well when they are old enough to choose. I was desperate in that moment and couldn't do anything else, religion uses people's vulnerabilities against them, and my reaction was a product of my upbringing. Religion claims every amazing action and blames all the crap stuff on everything and everyone else. Either there is a higher power that causes all the suffering in this world and occasionally throws a few curve balls and 'cures' a few people, or there isn't, but religious people can't just cherry pick all the good bits.

The surgeon was amazing and he performed the miracle. So I'm not 'converted', nor is this a case for conversion and its pretty offensive to suggest that I should considering I made it clear I am a satanist.

I don't attempt to recruit people over to my beliefs and expect others to show me the same respect, and I definitely don't expect a horrific experience I had whilst fearing for my little girls life to be used either.

I was born in the 1960s. I was a breech baby but although my mum was sure I was breech the doctors weren't convinced. In the end they did an x-ray which confirmed what my mum was saying.
My mum was in labour for over 2 days. When I was eventually born I didn't breathe for an hour and a half. My mum remembers them injecting adrenaline into my heart and giving me artificial respiration.
My mum lost a lot of blood and needed a transfusion. They told my dad "We think we've saved the mother but we aren't sure about the child".
I did eventually breathe independently though was in a incubator. Mum said the nurses didn't go home at the end of their shift until they had seen"the miracle baby".
They thought I was likely to have serious brain damage/cerebral palsy. I didn't (although I am quite dyspraxic with proprioception and gross motor skills and wonder sometimes if that could be the cause).
Hospital staff described my survival as a miracle. I witnessed it in one sense but obviously have no memory of it!

NC for this one as it's very outing. DH was stabbed multiple times during a robbery at work. One of those attempts was to his chest. He had his phone in his breast pocket and the knife hit that. I'd say that was pretty miraculous.

I haven't as yet but that could change.

Yes, whilst very different from some of the other stories on here. My mother faced financial ruin, after a solicitor who had since been struck off misadvised her, and we were told she had no option but to basically pay over her life savings to pay a “ fine” to previous owners for breaking a caveat not explained to her upon purchase on her home which she had to sell. This would leave her with no money to buy a home and we would have to have her move in with us.
Two weeks before everything was to be paid over the previous owners suddenly turned around and said provided she pay their lawyers fees they would not hold her to account. It was quite honestly the one time i have ever felt that someone was looking out for us. Nobody could explain why they did it and our solicitor could not believe it.

I had MANY miscarriages. I stopped counting after 10. Was told I'd need IVF (which we could not really afford). About to start our first and probably only round when Covid struck and the doctor okay'd me to try naturally one last time as there would be a delay due to lockdown ...

And now we have a son 🙂

Last October, four year old Cleo Smith was abducted from her family's tent at a campsite in Western Australia. She was missing for weeks; her parents were hounded on social media; cctv was examined; mobile phone pings checked. Most children who are abducted by a stranger are killed within a few hours, and her case seemed hopeless. Like many others, I prayed and prayed for her safe return, and 18 days later she was discovered, safe and well, locked in the house of her abductor.

I truly consider that to be a miracle.

@ABCeasyasdohrayme

I hope you're not still a Satanist after all those versions of God answered your prayers. If ever there was a case for conversion, that was it!

I am a still a satanist, as are my older dc, and I imagine my younger ones may be as well when they are old enough to choose. I was desperate in that moment and couldn't do anything else, religion uses people's vulnerabilities against them, and my reaction was a product of my upbringing. Religion claims every amazing action and blames all the crap stuff on everything and everyone else. Either there is a higher power that causes all the suffering in this world and occasionally throws a few curve balls and 'cures' a few people, or there isn't, but religious people can't just cherry pick all the good bits.

The surgeon was amazing and he performed the miracle. So I'm not 'converted', nor is this a case for conversion and its pretty offensive to suggest that I should considering I made it clear I am a satanist.

I don't attempt to recruit people over to my beliefs and expect others to show me the same respect, and I definitely don't expect a horrific experience I had whilst fearing for my little girls life to be used either.

I'm just surprised. Why not ask Satan to help in your hour of need, then? Why ask God in all his forms?