Have you ever experienced a miracle?

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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...

Miracles happen every day but we don't always know about them .
For example,our guide urging us to take a different route,we think it's just our thoughts or choice,if we had continued on our original plan we would have met with an undesirable incident.

A friend,years ago,walking family dog with two small children at the beach.Bad weather,nobody about for miles.
Dog runs into sea.
Gets carried out by the tide,his head bobbing further and further away
A man appears from nowhere,no crunching on the pebbles,dives in,brings back the dog who is tired and set but ok.
Man literally disappeared again.

Have many,many others.

Just know,you are never alone,ask and you will be heard.it may not happen immediately but you will get back the thoughts you put into the universe.🌈

I'm still alive after a couple of accidents through life that could have killed me but didn't. I think someone is trying to off me and my guardian angel is going 'I don't fucking think so mate'. She's going to give up one day or be caught out asleep on the job.

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

Do you think Satanists are all devil worshipers? 🤣 How embarrassing for you.

Why don't you do a little research, keep your offensive "I'm just surprised" and conversion tactics to yourself.

How disgustingly low do you have to be to use the near death of my child to tell me I should convert. I explained already why I did what I did.

Thankyou for starting this thread OP.

When my grandad was 85 he was hit by a HGV. His body literally flew into the air.

He was in a coma in ITU for a few months. That was a few years ago and he’s as fit as a fiddle now looking forward to his 90th. His recovery surpassed everyone’s expectations.

The man who raped me had his hands around my throat squeezing hard, I thought I was dying, losing focus, going dark red, sounded like I was drowning. I prayed (lapsed Catholic) for one more dawn, that I'd do anything to live. He let go.

When my flat mate got me to the hospital, based on the bruising and marks around my neck, one of the doctors told me whilst it probably didn't feel like it, I was "lucky" to be alive and that someone was obviously looking out for me.

@WowIlikereallyhateyou

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.

This is a real example of 'be kind' to another human being. A miracle of human decency, maybe.

Not me, but two work colleagues of the time were on the bus that was blown up on 7/7. They were on the upper deck and were blown out onto the street. One had some facial injuries and the other terrible lacerations to her legs but a doctor commented it really was a miracle neither sustained serious brain or spinal injuries.

Not exactly a miracle but I often think back to the time when I was alone in the house and a very good friend who lives nearby appeared at my door completely unplanned looking for a cup of tea and a chat.

A few minutes later I received a call telling me that a close relative had passed away. Had my friend not chosen that exact moment to pop in, I would have been alone when I received the news. Like I said, not a miracle per se, but a very comforting coincidence.

When I was a teenager, I tried to email someone, and accidentally spelled the email address wrong.

The email I sent didn't include any specific identifying info, and the 'wrong' person replied, assuming I was someone else they also knew.

It took about 8 back and forth email exchanges until we both realised we weren't who we thought each other was, and after finding out we both lived in UK, we carried on taking until we met, and we're still together 16 years later.

I always believed it was a miracle because we have so much in common, and it was such an easy one letter spelling mistake to make.

@Midlander88

When I was a teenager, I tried to email someone, and accidentally spelled the email address wrong.

The email I sent didn't include any specific identifying info, and the 'wrong' person replied, assuming I was someone else they also knew.

It took about 8 back and forth email exchanges until we both realised we weren't who we thought each other was, and after finding out we both lived in UK, we carried on taking until we met, and we're still together 16 years later.

I always believed it was a miracle because we have so much in common, and it was such an easy one letter spelling mistake to make.

Wow, you are so so lucky. Congratulations.

I have always regarded my daughter's recovery from anorexia as a kind of miracle. Her life was in danger and she was an in-patient several times.

She was ill for more than 8 years and all the statistics said that after 4 or 5 years the illness is likely to affect the sufferer's whole life - it was really bleak and my DH & I felt powerless to help her, though of course we had done our best and felt we had failed terribly.

Then at the beginning of 2020, for reasons I don't understand, she began to improve - we could hardly believe it and held our breath waiting for it all to go downhill as it had before.... but she has gone from strength to strength and now 2 years later is happy & healthy, has finished her degree and is embarked on a career about which she is passionate. She is also in a loving relationship with a wonderful man. She eats normally and enjoys food.

My DH & I can still hardly believe it and we have been ridiculously joyful throughout 2020/2021, despite covid, because it was more than we had every dared to imagine could happen.

It seems to me a kind of miracle as it was something for which I had given up hope.

@ABCeasyasdohrayme

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

Do you think Satanists are all devil worshipers? 🤣 How embarrassing for you.

Why don't you do a little research, keep your offensive "I'm just surprised" and conversion tactics to yourself.

How disgustingly low do you have to be to use the near death of my child to tell me I should convert. I explained already why I did what I did.

Satanist or supporters of the Church of Satan -normally do worship the Devil or Satan -like Luciferianism.

But most Satanist do indeed worship Satan as a deity so the Poster asking ABCeasyasdohrayme has a very fair question.

Also many places do not recognise Satanism as a religion etc. But most types of Satanists believe Satan is their 'God' -so to ridicule someone asking basic questions shows a total lack of knowledge for where Satanism came from and what Satanist believe.

@gingerhills that gave me goosebumps, how amazing ❤️

Name changed for this as its outing.

Completely healthy and active 30yr old and I started getting shoulder pain that would wake me in my sleep. The pain got continously worse and spread to my stomach, worst pain I've ever had but would pass in 12 hours. Turns out it was my gallbladder and I would get these episodes religiously every 5 weeks. The episodes got increasingly worse and I ended up in hospital. When that episode had passed, the doctors were looking to send me home with painkillers but I pushed for further investigation so they took my blood and sent me home.

I got a call the following week to tell me these investigations had shown a protein in my blood that shouldn't be there and I would need further investigation. Turns out I have asymptomatic blood cancer and only 5% of people are diagnosed this early and luckily there is no damage to my body as yet. I'm on watch and wait for chemotherapy to give me the best chance of survival. Since my hospitalisation a year ago, I have had no more gallbladder pain. If it hadn't of been for that pain, my cancer would've have been discovered until it was potentially too late

Prettynails I'm not derailing ops thread anymore after this, but certainly huge amounts of us do not worship Satan. My particular branch which has thousands of members, and I have been a member of for years, do not worship Satan as a god there are definitely more hard-core offshoots who do, as there are extremists with every religion, but its certainly not the norm.

I was justified in ridiculing someone who used my daughters illness to 'convert' me to a religion I have no interest in, I'm happy for genuine questions, I'm not happy for snarky "well I hope you converted" and "why didn't you ask Satan to save her then" remarks. That was an asshole move when I was telling the story of my child almost dying especially when I stated my belief system.

Yes. My whole life is a miracle. Without God I wouldn't be here today. I have also seen people make miraculous recoveries from things they shouldn't have ever recovered from after prayer. Diseases totally disappear against the odds. Lives turned around, addictions cured, desperaly bad mental health conditions gone, people totally changed, situations that could have been fatal being miraculously avoided. I 100% believe in miracles and feel it's such a shame that society is so closed to them - there are extraordinary miracles happening every day, but people are almost desperate to dismiss them. I'll never understand why. I have faith that this situation in Ukraine will be another miracle, if we genuinely pray for Ukraine and don't just post pictures on social media with the hashtag #prayforUkraine but don't actually do it.

Not me, but two work colleagues of the time were on the bus that was blown up on 7/7.

I had one with that too. I woke up with an overwhelming urge to ring a friend, like it was just screaming in my head. I would never usually ring in the morning as like most of us she was rushing to get to work. I couldn't ignore it though for some reason that soon became all too clear. I rang & a short chat arranging a meet up later in the week meant she missed her bus. That very same bus that was blown up

A similar one with the Kings X fire too. I threw a very uncharacteristic wobbly over needing my BF if the time (& still close friend today) to get something from the shop before going to work. I've no idea why I reacted so strongly to him leaving fir work on time. He did go after a row & missed his usual train .... the train he would have been on was the heart of the fire

I 100% believe in miracles and feel it's such a shame that society is so closed to them -

I don't think that's true. It's maybe the Christian angle that the rest of your post alludes to that they take issue with. I very much believe & have experienced many times. I don't believe in the Christian version god though

Three days overdue with ds. Felt really uncomfortable and despite not needing the loo, decided to get up and go. As I sat on the loo, a load of blood poured out.. after getting the ambulance, rushed to hospital and ds being safely born, I was told a large clot had formed which could have gone either way - up or down. Had I not got up during the night there was a strong possibility both ds and I would have died. He's 22 now and amazing.

I was 6 weeks pregnant and having pains so because I'd had numerous miscarriages, I was sent to EPU for a scan. The scan showed 2 sacs with embryos, however only one of them had a heartbeat. There was a significant difference in size between them and also because of my miscarriage history, I was told to come back in 10 days to see what the situation is, but to expect to see only one baby at next scan, and that I might have a bleed in the next 10 days. They kept talking about 'vanishing twin'.

I went back in 10 days and there were two babies measuring equal size, both with heartbeats . They are now healthy 7 year olds

I had surgery in Feb 2020, at my pre op in Nov 2019 it was put down as an urgent referral as my surgeon was retiring and all surgery needed to be completed before the end of Feb 2020.
A month later at my post op I was told I had cancer and although the surgery had removed most of it, it had started spreading. This was just as we went into lockdown and I was told they couldn't be sure when my treatment would start.
At the time I have never felt so vulnerable and scared in my whole life.
Now I am so grateful, if my surgeon hadn't been retiring my surgery would not have happened due to covid as it probably would have been March/April time. I would have carried on life as normal through the pandemic working as a key worker.
The only symptom I had of the cancer was tiredness and I would have put that down to increased workload because of the pandemic.
With the backlog now with the NHS and my surgery not been urgent I think I would still be waiting for my operation. The cancer would have spread a lot more and been more difficult to treat.
In March 2020 it felt the worse time to be diagnosed but looking back now I feel lucky that I was diagnosed then because my story could have been so different.

This was many years ago. My 4 month old DS went grey and floppy and made sounds like a cat mewing. I phoned my GP and he arranged to meet me at the local cottage hospital. I jumped in the car and put DS in his carrycot on the back seat. There weren't car seats then. I was in such a state I had a car crash on the way, my fault. Luckily baby wasn't injured. I arrived at the hospital in a real mess clutching the baby in my arms. Dr gave him an injection of antibiotics and something to stop him fitting. He then drove me home. My XH was screaming that I had wrecked the car, so not supportive. I lay on the floor by DS's cot all night and in the morning he was pale, but improved. The dr then told me that he had sent him home to die as he was in such a bad way. He said it was a miracle. He's now 6ft 3 and very healthy. Nowadays it would have been blue lights in an ambulance, but medical care was very different then.

@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.

No, my life over the last twelve years has been a bit of a shit-fest so I'm hoping for a miracle to make it all seem worthwhile. Glad that others have good experiences.