Do You Believe Miracles?

The day started out very stale. I had to get up for school, get my own breakfast, and get my cluttered room clean. When the long school day was over I just wanted to go back to bed. To my dismay when I got home my mom asked, “Becky do you want to come to the temple and do baptisms for the dead?” I was kinda scared because I had never gone to do baptisms for the dead before.

Do you believe in Manifestation Miracle? If you think that you can fully commit to this program it will serve its purpose by allowing you to find reach your aspirations and full potential. Do you have a specific goal that you want to reach? Using the law of manifestation can help you find the fulfillment of what you desire. A word of warning though, Manifestation Miracle reviews reminds you that this program will only go to a certain extent if you are not completely motivated to do so. Do you believe in the Law of Attraction? This law works this way if you believe in something you will attract the same whether it is something good or bad. Simply put, like begets like.

It was near the end of my 8th grade school year, about 2 month away from graduation, when something I never expected to happen actually happened. This event really changed my life forever and shaped me into who I am as a person today. I had just arrived at my house after school when my parents received a call that my grandma was ill and that we should come down to check on her. As we rushed down to my grandparents house, my family was deeply concerned about what may have happened because my grandma had never really had many health issues before this. As we arrived at their house and walked through the door, we were greeted with the sight of my grandma sitting in a chair with a blanket around her while she was sleeping. My family’s first reaction

Two days before my senior year, I was involved in a car accident. I was in absolute shock; I couldn’t believe what just happened. A man turned into the wrong lane and hit us head on. I thought about what happened in total disbelief and realized I could have died due to the actions of a negligent driver. I jumped out of the passenger side of the car and screamed. After I calmed down, I asked myself what my name, address and phone number was to make sure I knew who and where I was. My mom got out of the car and I saw her arm covered in glass and blood. I then saw my sister in the backseat screaming and crying. It felt horrible witnessing them going through this traumatic experience.

It was that time of the year when school was finally over and it was summer! I remember being super excited for the summer and having total freedom because I just had got my license. I got my license and my first car so I was excited to do many things during the summer. A couple weeks into the summer, my friends and I hung out a lot because I had my own car. More into the summer, near the end of July and the start of August, my friends and I were out one night and it was about 2 in the morning, I wasn’t supposed to be driving after 9 but I did anyway. We were on our way to McDonald’s and I’m trying to get there as soon as possible to get home and not get caught. As I’m driving to McDonald’s I see the speed limit which was 30 mph and I was

I had lacrosse practice on the hottest day of summer. The best day was going to jump off a cliff and die. Practice was done and I was hungry for food. I got in my mom’s car and asked my mom to go somewhere and get some food. We went to Taco Bell. I finished and was ready to go home and get a shower. We were going down the road and suddenly my mom got a phone call from my aunt. As soon as my mom started to talk to my aunt she started to cry and break down. She

When I was about four years old my dad was still working in the military. Then one late afternoon my dad calls a family meeting in the dining room then BOOM he tells us that he got a new job offer and that we’re moving virginia. I didn't really know what that meant cause I was 4 but my sister was devastated Because she had tons of friends at school and at home and she liked it. So we packed our bags and set out to virginia.

When I was about 11 years old it was close to Christmas time, I was at Soccer practice and my dad was there watching me play. My mom stopped by and I was wondering why, because usually both my parents don't show up to my practice. I figured there was some sort of PREDICAMENT. I finish my practice and I'm packing my stuff up and my mom goes to her car and looks like she's about to cry. Me being curious as I am was bugging my dad

I was seven years old and it was in the middle of the summer and I almost got run over by a car. The day was going really good just like any other summer day; I got up, got dressed, ate breakfast, and went outside to play. For breakfast that day we had pancakes that tasted like they were made by angels. Before Chris and I went outside our mom yelled, “Be back by lunch or I’m going to send your dad out there to get you!”

We got in my dad’s truck and headed to our house. I still remember this like the day was yesterday my dad turned to me and my brother and said “I hope you boys never have to experience anything like this ever again In your life’s.” We got back to our house and it was perfectly fine. A tree fell across the road which would become our tree house for weeks to come. There was no power what so ever so at night there was no air or lights. My dad pulled a mattress into the living room and me, mom, and my brother laid on it and my dad would sit up all night basically fanning us with a huge piece of card

I really wanted to go and see my brother, but my parents wouldn't let me and that made me When my parents went to go see my brother and I wanted to go, but they wouldn't let me. I sat there and waited for my parents to get back in silence. When they got back they looked like they were about to cry and just me seeing them made me cry. We sat there for an hour in silence until a nurse came in and said we had to go to a different floor and so we headed upstairs and by that moment I knew what was going on, my brother wouldn't make it. When we got upstairs we went into this room that was bigger than the one we were in. We all sat there in silence for a long time and then someone came in and said that we can say our final goodbyes to my brother.Next thing I knew I seen a priest and I tried to stay in the room but I couldn't do it. When my brother was still alive, he was my hero and I wanted to be like him. Smart, caring ,and he helped others.That night really screwed my life, even to this

Early morning towards the end of June last year, it was family rodeo back home where my mom grew up at. We had always gone back to that town and that rodeo since i was a yee young lad, around 5 or 6. We used to go see my grandma, but she died when i was 10. Anyways, it was my mother, my brothers, sister and her family, me and my girlfriend. Well, the car we were suppose to drive 5 hours north with was very cramped for all of us, so i asked my girlfriend if we could borrow her new car she just bought the day before. She “talked” to her mom and her mom said “yes,” so her and I drove in that car while my brother and mom and their friend drove the other.

I could hear footsteps, when I opened my eyes I saw my dad shaking me by the shoulder. That day we were had to get up at 4am and make our way to an entertainment park. We were already 5 minutes late. It was a morning of rushing around and a bit of frustration. After a short shower I grabbed a snack and jumped into the car. We had a 30 minute car ride ahead of us. This was not our car, we had rented one because we were on vacation in Costa Rica. I was in 7th grade then. It was the last month of the year and my dad had saved money for months for this trip it was our 3rd day into the trip with 4 days to go. My 2 brothers Ian and Gage came with us, Gage was only 5 years old, Ian was 13. Once we arrived at the Entertainment park we were right on time. The gates opened at 6am giving us just enough time to get some breakfast . Once we got there I sat down in the waiting room and waited for my dad to sign the waiver papers. After he finished signing we walked outside into a small area, there were harnesses

As I spent time with my children this weekend, I came to the realization that miracles happen every single day. When a child is born, how they develop and how we all heal when hurt are all examples of miracles to me. There are many things we really can’t explain but we try through scientific means. My nephew Trenton was born a very big and got stuck while being born. He was completely blue when born and his mother was told that he would be completely ignorant and not able to walk. Robin, my sister in law refused to believe what she was told. She has relied on her faith and has done everything in her power to help her son. She has tried everything from physical therapy to hyperbaric oxygen therapy. Today he is fourteen years old and he has taken a few steps by himself and is smart. The boy gets A’s on genetic tests that some adults would have trouble taking. We had the pleasure of his visit this summer and I enjoyed talking to him with the help of a computer. I give all the credit for his continued progress, to his faith and my sister in law’s faith. They believe in God and that God is good and will be good to them. When we have faith, miracles happen! My nephew Trenton is an

Blessings and miracles are what some people may want or need in life, I am one. I believe in blessings and miracles every day. Every night and morning before I do anything else I pray that God willing my dad will make some type of improvement even if it's big or little. On July 31st, 2017 my dad had his second stroke, and I remember every detail just like it was yesterday. It was 6:56 A.M. and it was a Sunday morning and I was about to get up and was about to get up and start getting ready for church. When all of a sudden I hear someone trying to puke was dry and you could tell by the sound. I get up and suddenly know that it was bad. I walk into the living room and he is sitting up in his hospital bed. I call my mom who is at work and tell