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It’s a Miracle…

By Andrea Rediske

 Miracle Max: Have fun storming the castle!
Valerie:
Do you think it will work?
Miracle Max: It would take a miracle…

As a scientist, I’m automatically skeptical of anything with the word “miracle” in it:  miracle cure, miracle weight loss, miracle hair restoration, etc.  Usually if something claims to be a “miracle” there is some catch – it only works for a few people, under certain circumstances, and not in every case. I would guess that there are very few of us who have seen the kinds of miracles we read about in the bible – it seems like things like that just don’t happen anymore.

Yet, as my skeptical scientific brain has pondered over my life, I can see several instances of miracles, where the highly improbable has come to pass against the greatest of odds.  It is these kinds of miracles that show me that there actually is a God, that He hears my prayers, and that He actually answers them.  Here are three miracles that I have experienced:

The Miracle of the Funding
When we moved back to Florida from California, we quickly realized that some of the subsidies that my disabled son E received for his special diet to control seizures and other expenses that were paid for by state-run programs for the disabled were not mirrored in Florida.  In fact, there is very little funding for the disabled here, and the waiting lists to get services are years long.  We would soon be bankrupt if we had to pay for all of the out of pocket medical expenses that E’s condition requires.  I started applying to Medicaid, Medicare, and Social Security.  We were summarily turned down because of our income – we were too rich to qualify for benefits and too poor to pay for our son’s medical expenses.  I started writing letters to local and state political leaders, networking with other parents of disabled children, and pestering people who knew anything about “the system” in Florida.  I prayed and searched and applied and was rejected and prayed some more.  I told the Lord at that time that I had done everything I could at this point, and that it was in His hands.

After about a year of this, I was told about an agency that benefited children with traumatic brain injuries at birth.  That was E.  We applied, and found that this agency would be the answer to our prayers.  We filled out every form, had the evaluation, and waited for about 3 months.

The settlement used to fund renovations came through.  All of E’s out of pocket medical expenses are now paid for.  It was a miracle.  And we rejoiced.

The Miracle of the Nurse

Once we had E’s funding in place, we were able to pay for respite nursing care for him so that we could attend church on Sunday without risking him getting an infection, take day trips with our family, and other luxuries we hadn’t experienced for years.  I became pregnant with our third child, and the need for a nurse became greater, because I realized that I couldn’t care for all of E’s needs as well as a newborn and a 2 year old after a c-section. So I went looking for a nurse.  I called agencies, I put ads on Cragislist, I networked everyone I knew that was a nurse or knew someone that was a nurse, and there was no one available.  I prayed.  I tried again.  I called nursing schools all over the state, I placed ads, and I prayed.  As my pregnancy advanced, my search became more desperate, but there seemed to be no one available, even for a few hours a day.  I told the Lord at that time that I had done everything I could at this point to find a nurse, and that it was in His hands.

At the same time, the dean of my department decided to assign the Microbiology course that I had been teaching to another teacher without telling me.  Suddenly, the assignment to teach I had been expecting fell through, and I had to teach Anatomy and Physiology – a course that I hadn’t taught in a number of years.  It was a Saturday course – 6 hours of lecture and lab starting at 8:00 am.  It was difficult to prepare for, and my students could sense that I wasn’t in my element.  It was honestly one of the worst teaching experiences of my life.  But.  One day, I was chatting with one of my students and asked what she did.  She said, “I’m an LPN and I care for disabled children.”  I said, “Do you want a job?”

We found a nurse.  And with her help, we found other nurses who have lovingly cared for E for the past two years.  It was a miracle.  And we rejoiced.

The Miracle of the Therapy

About a year and a half ago, E suffered a series of devastating respiratory infections that nearly took his life.  We decided to take him out of his medically supervised school and have 12-hour nursing care in our home.  It has worked out well for him – his health has improved and has fewer respiratory infections since he’s been getting one-on-one care.  E’s nurses are wonderful.  Unfortunately, he’s missing out on his school environment, including physical and occupational therapy.

Since then, I have called every therapy clinic in town to try and find therapists to work with him at home.  Taking him to a clinic would be too risky – he picks up every little infection that goes around.  I made dozens of phone calls.  The answer was always the same – they didn’t take our insurance, they didn’t have therapists in our area, or if they did have therapists, their case loads were full.  I prayed.  I networked everyone I knew that was a therapist or knew someone who knew a therapist, and found nothing.  I anguished over my little boy who wasn’t getting the therapy he needed.  I despaired.  Then I would start again, calling, being rejected, networking, praying.  Once, I saw a woman coming out of the gym one day with a t-shirt that said something about physical therapy, so I asked her if she might be available.  She wasn’t.  Another round of calls and nothing.  We work with a company that supplies Ethan’s medical equipment and prescriptions, and in the past have provided therapists for us.  In an angry mood, I called them and begged, BEGGED for them to help us find someone.  I reminded them of the thousands of dollars we spend every month getting Ethan’s supplies through them.  I got a polite letter in the mail stating that they could not meet our staffing needs at the present time.  I prayed some more.  I told the Lord at that time that I had done everything I could at this point to find a nurse, and that it was in His hands.

I was ready to resign myself to the fact that Ethan might never get therapy, but decided to throw up a post on Facebook asking if anyone in our area knew of a therapist.  A friend suggested a company that I hadn’t heard of.  I called them.  They called me back.

We have a speech therapist coming on Monday and an occupational therapist will call us back soon to schedule an evaluation – they can work with him in our home.  It was a miracle.  And we rejoiced.

Do you believe in miracles?

About Andrea Rediske

(Blog Team) is the proud mother of two living sons, aged 9 and 7, and Ethan, who passed away in early February 2014. She is currently working as a freelance science writer and blogger and will begin a PhD program in Science Education at the University of Central Florida in Fall 2014. When she's not juggling the laundry, her writing work, and the busy lives of her little boys, she likes to squeeze in a triathlon now and then. Also, her husband rocks.

42 thoughts on “It’s a Miracle…”

  1. I think that my problem is often that I don't know when to say to the Lord that I have done all I can do and it is in His hands. I rely on myself too much and have to learn to give things over more easily – that is what He wants, after all.

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  2. Andrea, I love this post. And I do believe in miracles. I've seen many occur in my own life—and yes, they often happen after I've done all I can and then turn it over to the Lord. But I've also seen them happen unexpectedly, when I wasn't even seeking them—another evidence of God's boundless love for us.

    Thank you for sharing your miracles with us!

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  3. thanks for sharing your thoughts, Sorry you have had such a struggle. I want to let you know I went to occupational therapy school in Florida (St. Augustine)
    There are quite a few OT/PT programs in FL, perhaps in the future if you need help, contacting some of those programs might be helpful..ie they could send info to their alumni (many of whom probably live in FL)

    Best wishes!

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  4. I do believe in miracles, and I love the examples of miracles in your and your son's life. This summer, my husband was unemployed for four months. He lived in DC trying to find a job while I lived in SLC with my parents (and our daughter). He worked so hard, and when we finally decided to give up on DC and for him to come back to Utah, a miraculous temporary position opened up through a connection we never thought would show return. He worked like crazy at that position that only lasted one month, and when that job was within days of ending, another position opened up at the same company– this time a full-time, long-term position. It was a miracle. My husband couldn't have found the job on his own. In fact, the entire summer last year was full of miracles like that. The interesting thing was that I didn't see the miracles until I came through to the other side. I felt like my prayers were hitting the ceiling and I did not feel heard by God, but after my husband got his job and we moved and got settled, I started seeing miracles everywhere I looked. I think, more often than not, miracles happen in a way we would never expect.

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  5. Andrea–I love your miracle stories. I believe in them, too. Is your son on keto? My little boy is on keto for intractable seizures. He doesn't have a brain injury, but a seizure syndrome. Is E seizure free? I can relate to a lot of the feelings you express here, even though our situations are different. I hope you continue to be blessed with the miracles you need. 🙂

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  6. Thanks everyone for you comments and miracle stories. Courtney, you're right — sometimes miracles happen in a way that we never expect, and it's a beautiful thing to recognize them when they do.

    Shelby — yes, E has been on the ketogenic diet for about 6 years and has worked wonders on controlling his seizures. He's still on 3 different seizure meds, but he is nearly seizure free. We'll see one every once in a while, but they are rare. He was having hundreds a day before the keto diet.

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  7. Andrea,
    That's great to hear about the seizure control. Our son is still on one AED and has been doing keto for about 16 months now. We are 99% sf, just the occasional one, though he was having hundreds a day prior up through the first year on the diet. That's a miracle I am soooo grateful for! Feeling like we had done all we could do and leaving it to Heavenly Father. Again, thanks for sharing your story. It's nice to make a connection!

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  8. But…you don't really know if it was a "miracle" in the sense that God actually intervened and changed the course for good, and if He had not, it would have ended badly. In all those situations you had a 50/50 chance of a good outcome…or a bad one. Just because the odds were unlikely to be good, doesn't mean that God must have intervened for it to be so. There is plenty that science and medicine and plain ole common sense can't explain…that doesn't mean it was God actually changing the law of physics, nature, and time. It just means, they can't explain it. (think of all the things they couldn't explain 50 years ago, but now can)

    I understand you want to be thankful, you want to recognize the blessings you have in your life…but you don't need to use them to "prove" God exists in your life. He is there whether you received that check in the mail, or your son lived, or the doctors were wrong. Because for every "miracle" you are using to "prove" God loves you, there are a million more stories just like yours where it didn't end with a miracle. So…God didn't love them? What do they use to "prove" God loves them? What about the people with no miracle ending???

    It just really bothers me when people try to say "Hey! Something good happened to me! It is all because of my faith! God must love me!" Because then when things don't go well, our testimony" crumbles. You need to base your testimony of God's existence in your life, not on all the good things that happen to you, but on the feelings you have and the conviction that He loves you regardless of how your life turns out.

    Not to mention, things like this make others feel really awful when they had very similar situations and God apparently didn't intervene.

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  9. And I really resent the comments that imply that she was blessed because she "worked hard enough" and "deserved" it. You have no idea how hurtful that line of thinking is to those who "did all they could do" and prayed, fasted, worked and were left with their hearts torn out, their souls crushed and their lives ruined anyway. Please be mindful of the things you say and realize that out here in internet land there are many, many people who did not get their "miracle" and are left wondering if God doesn't love them, if they didn't try hard enough, if they didn't have enough faith, if its all their fault…and then have it confirmed by careless comments from others. After spending so much time on the bloggernaccle, I find it so disturbing that apparently most of our church believes this way.

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  10. …I can understand where you are coming from, because I have been there myself. These are three very small examples to me of something good that has happened in my life amid a maelstrom of horror. Please understand that I see these as miracles not because I am especially righteous, pious, or extra good, just because I could see no other way of them coming to pass otherwise. Had these three things not occurred in my life, I would have found a way to carry on. And, there have been many, many times that I have prayed desperately for relief to come in other ways, and it has not.

    I certainly don't hold myself up as someone who "deserves" these kinds of blessings — much to the contrary. It is simply that in the middle of a horrific situation in my life, I have been able to find moments of grace and answers to prayers. I don't have an answer for why some prayers are answered and others are not. I don't pretend to understand why, as you said some people, "did all they could do” and prayed, fasted, worked and were left with their hearts torn out, their souls crushed and their lives ruined anyway." This is just my personal experience.

    I would like to remind you of the commenting guidelines on Segullah. Disagreement is welcome, but please be respectful. Thank you for your comments.

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  11. I certainly believe in miracles and the few times that they have occurred in my life, I have had a witness that it was a miracle and not just good karma.

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  12. To the anonymous commenter,

    We've all had times when life is really difficult, when our prayers aren't answered as we hoped they would be, and when we–or those we love–seem to suffer needlessly. There are times when our prayers seem to bounce back from the ceiling, when we feel comfortless, and when we wonder if God has forgotten us. We can relate to your pain. We've all been there, or, if we haven't yet, we will be.

    With that said, there are times when inexplicably and undeservedly, God intervenes in small and simple ways. When I cared for my dying mother–who could not walk or see–while I was mothering four children, I recognized that God gave me strength far beyond my natural strength to do that. That, to me, is a miracle.

    When my son was healing after receiving a priesthood blessing–when he had been ill for EIGHT years and was unable to attend school regularly, that was a miracle.

    In fact, when we think about it, every breathe we take is a miracle.

    Our Church doesn't teach that every prayer asked in faith will be answered according to OUR will, it our prayers will be answered according to God's will. I testify that we can find peace even amid the sorrows of live as we give our hearts and lives to God. And, perhaps, that is the greatest miracle of all.

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  13. I loved reading "The Hiding Place" because it gave me a perspective on miracles. Two Christian sisters were imprison in a Nazi concentration camp. They were able to smuggle in a copy of the Four Gospels. They considered that a miracle.
    I think that if we open our eyes we can see so much, even in our difficult mortal life.

    When I think about my husband's cancer, the miracle was never that he was cured. The miracle for me was the comfort I felt when I prayed.
    Miracles aren't about cheating science (personally I feel science will eventually catch up with what God knows, although it will take a long, long time. Think of cellphones, how impossible they would seem to people in other centuries. God just knows ALL science so he can make it happen).
    To me, miracles are about feeling God's presence in our lives.

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  14. YES! I absolutely believe in miracles. Only this week, my family experienced a series of miracles that literally saved my sister's life.

    Sometimes I think we are on the receiving end of miracles more often than we realize and if we were only to stop and think, we would be more grateful.

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  15. To " …says":

    It seems like you have been dealt some hard challenges, I think it is important to remember that we have to do our work in getting answers to our prayers and blessings. Part of this is resepcting and appreciating the good things in adverse situations. The sister who wrote this blog still has huge challenges in the raising of her child. But she is experessing profound gratitude for some miracles that did occur in her situation. I think in any situation, we need to be grateful for the good that exists and try to find the evidence of God's hand and love.

    Yes some don't get the "desired miracle" of healing and total recovery. I think lately the Ensign has been very good about including stories that demonstrate the miracles of healing do not always occur.

    Like I say in my earlier post, I work as an OT. When I was doing fieldwork, I had the chance to work w/a young man who had sustained a traumatic spinal cord injury, to two places in his spine- one at his neck, and one at his lower back. Due to his lower spine injury, he would never walk again. However due to the neck injury, it was clear that there had been a good miracle- that injury had been fixed, otherwise due to the severity he would have died. Yet one of his very devoted and loving family members persisted in "awaiting" a miracle that her son would walk. It is good to hope, to pray- that is the essence of the gospel. But in this particular case it was kind of sad because the family member's desire to await the miracle that would restore the ability to walk was at times a little of a hindrance in the progression of certain things. As workers w/this person's son, some of us felt sad that the family member did not appear to recognize the first miracle.

    In the time of Christ, He did miracle healings w/the touch of His hand. In our times, perhaps these miracles come thru recognizing teh value of some modern medicines. A couple years ago I worked w/an older man who had a brain tumor. That tumor eventually claimed his life. However he had expressed expression for something that offered hope of a cure- a Cyber Knife. Yes in some ways he didn't get the miracle he wanted but I think having tools like that is something that exists as modern miracles. But in this man's case, perhaps other miracles would have been his loving family to support him. Some would not be so lucky.

    You also wrote this:

    "It just really bothers me when people try to say “Hey! Something good happened to me! It is all because of my faith! God must love me!” Because then when things don’t go well, our testimony” crumbles. You need to base your testimony of God’s existence in your life, not on all the good things that happen to you, but on the feelings you have and the conviction that He loves you regardless of how your life turns out.

    Not to mention, things like this make others feel really awful when they had very similar situations and God apparently didn’t intervene."

    I hear what you say but again like someone else said, you have to look at the evidences- whether from scripture, prayer, words from a friend or acts of service or something that God does care. Of course the recipient of a blessing or something turning out in their favor must be grateful and humble. And I think that is what this sister w/the young son is doing in her posts.

    There is a talk by Elder Maxwell in which he talks about selfishness. It is an awesome talk, one of the ending stories of that talk is he refers to a young 9 year old girl who was the family voice for a prayer on behalf of her father who had a brain tumor. This young girl prayed for "Thy will to be done" but if not "help us to not be mad at you." what a beautiful and sincere plee! (and her dad didn't make it)

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  16. In response to this, hopefully you can turn to the Savior. I hope you can remember the suffering that encompasses all kinds of human suffering in enduring the truly greatest miracle of all in His Atonement. In all sincerity, perhaps that would help with the heartache you mention in the last part of the folling quoted comment of yours.

    As to the comment about "deserved it" and "worked hard", I can see why that would be hurtful. But I don't think people intentionally mean to do so. As a single person, sometimes I feel hurt when others say that so and so is blessed due to their faithfulness or righteousness, etc and I haven't yet had that blessing of marriage or children. But part of being a good member of the Church is being happy for others in their joyful experiences, something I've learned to work on in the past several years.

    I remember reading something about a testimony meeting in which someone expressed gratitude for their new baby yet in the testimony remained aware of the pain of another family who had endured a miscarriage, as I recall. I think that is how we need to try to be, to be aware of the joys and pains and yes blessings of others. And remember that Heavenly Father loves you and me and all of us and that He will give us blessings too, even if they are not the ones we so desparately want.

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  17. I've experienced miracles of the sort described by Andrea, ones in which I did everything I could and nothing worked. Then I let go of the situation, and God pulled a solution out of a hat.

    I've also had feelings like "says" expressed where I thought I'd been just as faithful and hardworking, and nothing happened. And I was angry about it.

    In those disappointing situations, reminding myself of the times when God had come through for me was, well, not exactly comforting, but enough evidence that God hadn't forgotten me that I couldn't completely discount his involvement in my life. And in time, I saw how the miracles I'd been asking for (that didn't happen) would have prolonged a bad situation, or even made it worse. That took several years of hindsight, though.

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  18. #10/11:

    I know where you're coming from. I could've written those same comments at some points in my recent past.

    I also know where Andrea is coming from. She is not the "blow sunshine" type–and that's an understatement. This is what makes her miracle stories so powerful. These aren't trite little anecdotes about happy coincidences being attributed to grace. They might read that way out of context, but I can assure you that Andrea would not share these experiences unless she knew–in that ineffable, irrational, intuitive way–that God was reaching out to her.

    I encourage you to read Andrea's other posts, if you haven't already.

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  19. Andrea- thank you for your beautiful post and your continued faith in a very difficult situation.

    When my mother was dying last summer, more than one person said to me, "Your mother will be healed, because if anyone deserves a miracle for righteous living it's your parents."
    My mother died. But we still saw miracles. More than I could write about in one comment.

    Thank you Andrea, for reminding me of today of God's hand in my life.

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  20. I know I've said too much already but one other story. This is anecdotal. My friend shared this story as told to her by her son. He heard the story from his Sudnay School teacher.

    I don't know all the details but this is the gist (if anyone wants more I can get the info from the lady who taught the Sunday School class:

    A football player was severely injured in a football game. A priesthood blessing was given. It was deemed that a miracle occurred.

    Upon hearing this my friend asked her son, "so the player lived". Her son replied something like, "no mom, he died. The miracle was that he got a blessing before he died."

    To me when I first heard this I didn't get it either. But in thinking about it, it is a beautiful thought. How sad someone would die decades too young. But I would think that in the event of a horrible sudden injury, it would comforting and a blessing to have time work out to allow one to receive a priesthood blessing.

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  21. What lovely post. I was reminded of a statement by President Monson, who (I believe) was quoting Albert Schweitzer, "[The Lord] commands. And to those who obey Him, whether they be wise or simple, He will reveal Himself in the toils, the conflicts, the sufferings which they shall pass through in His fellowship, and. . .they shall learn in their own experience who He is."

    I've learned that miracles aren't necessarily a change in my outward circumstances, but can also be manifested in a change within me. To me, it is no less a miracle that a sea is parted, than that a person may feel absolute peace in the midst of tragedy. Bless you!

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  22. Ah, miracles. They can be tricky little things, huh. Who deserves them, who gets them, when they show up, how to get more, etc, etc, etc.

    In wrestling with this, I've come to some conclusions about miracles:

    1) God chooses when they happen.

    2) God chooses who they happen to.

    3)Asking why miracles happen or don't happen will drive you as crazy as asking why bad things happen to good people, or good things happen to bad people.

    4) Believing in them, and recognizing them, makes you a happier person and brings you closer to God.

    5) God loves all of His children equally, but has said that we get rewarded according to our faith. Blessings/miracles, however, can't be quantified, qualified, and are not always tangible or easily recognized. And if you're in it for the reward, well, you've got more problems than not just seeing miracles.

    6) Bad things happen to good people, even when those good people were truly faithful.

    7) You can never go wrong by thanking the Lord for stuff. Any of it. All of it. All the time. Even if you don't get it.

    I've seen stuff that people call a miracle that sort of makes me roll my eyes and think, "Yeah, a miracle called a FREAKIN' LOT OF HARD WORK!" And then, well, I've seen stuff that I can't explain, not even by hard work or science. Like Kathy said, sometimes stuff happens that makes you, on an intuitive, irrational, visceral level, know you've just seen the hand of God.

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  23. thanks for sharing these experiences, andrea.

    what struck me most about your miracles is how connected to human relationships they are. in all three instances, it was a person who performed the miracle . . . informing you of florida funding, introducing you their nursing skills, facebook-connecting you with available therapists. we are here to serve our fellow women and men. we each can actualize the needed miracles of our friends, family, neighbors, and strangers.

    "For I was an hungred, and ye gave me meat: I was thirsty, and ye gave me drink: I was a stranger, and ye took me in:
    Naked, and ye clothed me: I was sick, and ye visited me: I was in prison, and ye came unto me."

    i sort of have this divide in my mind between "miracles" and "tender mercies" that is perhaps only significant to me, personally. prayers are often not answered the way i want, some not answered at all. my heavens are usually silent. men and women in my regular life still perform physical miracles for me; making many days instantly more manageable.

    though not official church doctrine, the bible dictionary offers insight on personal prayer, teaching that prayer does not change what god will grant us, but instead is meant to guide us toward understanding or acceptance for what is out of our control on earth. if crap happens we don't like –and even prayed to avoid– the beef is with our god, and not the nonexistence of miracles due to unfaithfulness or whatever.

    then there is the tender mercy. rare rare moments in life where the love of god would flow through me no matter if things were well or not. even as my prayers were not being answered, there was extra spiritual comfort for the lack of my desired miracle.

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  24. While i undersand the sweetness, the kindness, and the genteness of spirit that went into this post, conpltetely inadvertantly I feel a large number of commentators have approached it with a veiled, but nonethless hurtful eye,

    Sometimes good things happen. The readers (for want of a better word) seem pretty secure that they have been blessed because of their own righteousness (See comments above.) This is wonderful and a great comfort to those so involved.

    Unfortunately, no matter how good the family, less desirable outcomes sometimes happen. What then?

    I really pray all you (warning, word than may violate the commenting guidelines) smug potentially cruel commenators who belive that you caused some miracle to occurr will behave with actual decency to thoe who suffer real loss, whose prayer are not anwsered in the normal manner, and who the pleasant but ultimately unfulfilling line 'tragedies make you grow", will most likely chill them to the very bone, as they see other equally righteous families that are successful without such dire elements,

    Those sad grief stricken souls struck by tragedy are not bad, are not radioactive, should not have have it suggested or even implied by the best meaninge among us that the tragedy wouldn't have occurred if they had more faith–that is, that a miracle should have intervened.

    people who have suffered tragedies have an extra bonus tragic occurraces.
    First, is the tragedy itelf.
    Second, as well documented in this thread (and by my own life experience) is the idea tht the tragedy itelf could have been averted if the parent,sibling, child, cold have had more faith. please don't do this. Grieving people are grieivntg enough already such tht they should not have to face the subtle (or in my experience not subtle at all) assumptions of personal wrongdoing that caused the tragedy in this worst times of thier lives. (ask me for examples, should you care,but I suspect you can just think up some from your own memory. If not, wonderful, really wonderful, and can I mobve into your ward?)

    Just express how sad you feel, move on, but continue to treat the family so stricken with the same decency as before

    If this is already the way you behave, than thank you very much. Carry on. This is something i too have to work on, i don't know what to say, I feel awkward, i'm implyng that i'm better than anyone else at all; rather this is a serious problem for me that i have to overcome. human interaction (like capital letters) is a trial for me at the best.

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  25. I'm NOt implying hat i'm a better speller or a better grammarian,and is there some special term of opprobrium directed at thoe that leave outthe most important word in the sentence? Please feel free to hurtle invective, appropriate or,if you must, somewhat less appropriate.

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  26. Marmot, I hear you. But bear in mind that all of these commenters have responded with decency. They responded according to their perspectives and experiences. They should not be expected to respond any other way, just as you and I should not be expected to respond unauthentically.

    Our different experiences (and responses to those experiences) can land us in very different places from each other, and even from past versions of ourselves. It's really hard to interact with people whose realities seem to dismiss or undermine our own, but each of those varying realities is equally legitimate.

    That's easy to say; much harder to live.

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  27. I really appreciate everyone's responses. I realize that what someone would call a miracle is an intensely personal experience. Heather O. really summed it up better than I could — there's no way to explain them or why some people get them and why others don't. The apparently righteous go through tremendous trials with no relief, the seemingly unworthy receive miracles without deserving them. And in the end, recognizing something as a blessing or a miracle will bring you to closer to God. That's what my miracles have done for me. Thanks everyone.

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  28. There is no scripture I've reflected on more over the last six months than the end of the Sermon on the Mount, where the Savior says, referring to God, He causes his sun to rise on the evil and the good, and His rain to fall on the just and the unjust.

    What do we make of this in our searching for God and for justice? It seems to me if we take this scriptures seriously – and it certainly jibes with my experience of life – then we have to say that justice is for another time. What then are the blessings of goodness?

    I think this: when the sun shines and the rain falls and those who are seeking to become like Christ, both of those experiences can cause an enlargement of soul and an enhancement of a person's capacity to Live. The good person knows or learns things come from God and are good because he can say 'yea my soul doth begin to expand …'; that both the sun and the rain are a blessing, literally causing the person to prosper in their soul. Those exact same events in the life of the evil person are destructive of his soul, and are experienced either as the absense of God, or the wrath of God.

    All things work to the good of those who love God – although, God knows, this can be difficult to see, pushing us to limits of our endurance.

    My manly 2 cents ~

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  29. Sometimes the miracle doesn't happen no matter how much you want it/need it/work for it/pray for it/deserve it. Tragedy happens, and it will occur in everyone's life at some point. The miracle then is that we can keep our faith and carry on doing what we know is right.

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  30. Andrea,
    Thanks for sharing the miracles you've found. I realize it could've been just as easy to complain that you have a child with problems, that for some reason he was not healed and how God failed you–or how you live in a state with terrible funding and were forced to fill out tons of extra paper work and it was all your own doing that you finally got any help at all–or that no one heard your pleas and it took so long to find a nurse–or that you were again failed when he became so ill that he almost died.
    It takes real courage and faith to find the miracles in life amid the storms.
    Thanks.

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  31. Your boy is blessed to have a mother like you.

    I believe in miracles, large and small. It's always a blessing to hear of the miracles in others' lives.

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  32. (And to learn to see the miracles even when they don't come as or when we want them to. Sometimes being able to see them in those situation is one of the greatest miracles of all — to see afar off.)

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  33. I DO believe in miracles; I have seen them. Not by any merit of my own, but by the goodness of a loving Heavenly Father.
    And I don't think being grateful for miracles is a reason to warrant criticism.

    Thanks for this post.

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  34. I think everyone's miracles belong to all of us. We are brothers and sisters, and we can rejoice in each other's good fortune even if we are still waiting for relief in our own lives.

    The Lord has his own plan and timetable, and we can trust Him to do what's best for us. So it's all good.

    That's the perspective I want to have.

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  35. I have been thinking on this for a few days, then today I had a realization. Jesus went about performing miracles. He healed the sick, raised the dead, made the blind see. And God had his apostles record these miracles in their writings so we would have them in our scriptures today. It was not done out of bragging or to show that a certain person was super righteous. Often, in fact, those that were recipients of Jesus' good works were less than righteous–9 ungrateful lepers, the adulterous woman, to name a few.

    Why were these miracles recorded for us then? I think so we could see God's hand in individual lives. So when this author shares her 3 miracles, is she trying to brag? I doubt it. I think she is trying to share how she saw God's hand in her life.

    But even if we don't acknowledge God's hand, it doesn't mean he isn't there. I just means that we haven't taken the opportunity to recognize him.

    Also, those who have criticized the author, note that she DID have bad things happen to her. Her son suffers from serious medical issues. But instead she is focusing her energy on the good that has happened in her life. Perhaps her ability to thank God in a difficult situation is part of the miracle–not the cause of the miracle, but a miracle in itself.

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  36. A dear friend's husband was struck suddenly with liver cancer. He lived 10 months from first pain to sad death. She stood up to speak at the testimony meeting after his funeral and said that she knew many had prayed for him to be healed, for a miracle and that she felt she needed to say something important on that subject. He had not been healed, but except for the last 45 minutes of his life, he had not experienced the pain of his disease (once diagnosed) at all. She grieved, of course, she had lost her husband and could no longer spend the rest of her life with him. She had not gotten the miracle she had requested, but she had been blessed with two miracles, the one she spoke of–his relief from pain and the separate miracle of peace to her heart so that she could see the hand of the Lord in her life, though in a form different than requested.

    This post speaks in the same way to me: a great part of all miracles is to see them where they are, especially when they do NOT come as requested or in the timeframe we asked for, kind of along the lines of the part of Nephi's exchange with the angel when learning the interpretation of Lehi's vision–I do not know the meaning of all things, but I know God loves His children.

    I don't remember which commenter talked about her experience of only being able to see the miracles from the other side of the trial. I think the blessing to find a miracle perspective is a miracle all on its own. We are time bound creatures so to be blessed to see, if only for a moment, out of time to what the Lord is trying to show us is its own miracle. I pray for that miracle for all of us, no matter what trials befall us.

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  37. I've been pondering this post and the comments for some time, trying to formulate a response. There have been some times in my life when the miracle I desired in my heart was not granted. And other times when I cannot deny that miracles have occurred. I recognized that we have to reconcile the will of God in the things for which we pray and I don't always know how to do that.

    I don't believe we necessarily seek miracles as proof of God's existence or of His love for us, but when we already know He lives and at whatever point we are along the journey of letting in His love for us, we recognize and acknowledge His hand in our lives, even when we don't get what we want.

    Sometimes that is harder than at other times. But even through difficult and painful times our the burdens on our hearts can be made lighter for the effort.

    Thanks Andrea, for such a lovely post and for your beautiful example not just of faith and hard work, but also of openness about your doubts and fears. I love you!

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