Have You Ever?
Hello to all my Wealthy Affiliate friends, I want to ask you #haveyouever experienced a miracle?
Now I know that I should be PC, and I am not talking religion as I know that is taboo but the question is still the same.
Have you ever???
Years ago when we, as a family arrived in Pinelands, my daughter came home the one day and asked, Mom what is a P.K.
Well, coming from the then Rhodesia, I was horrified as an outside toilet was called a P.K. One of her brothers informed us that it was Preacher's Kid, this makes me a P.W. Preacher's Wife.
I was once told that I had to pray at a meeting as I had a "hot line" to God. Jolly cheek, if they only knew how terrified I was at that time to pray aloud, they would not have asked.
Be that as it may, it is a preconceived idea many have.IN THE PAST
As years go by one tends to forget the miracles experienced. We seem to take it for granted somehow, which is so sad.
It is easy for people to think this or that would have happened anyway. To try to find every day explanations for the things that happen.
Here are a few examples of miracles I have experienced.
1. After a few years of marriage my husband and I wanted to have children, and it didn't seem to be happening, we consulted a specialist, and after many tests, we were informed that it was impossible for me to have children. - We have three miracles.
2. My husband was not always in the ministry, so when he decided that this was his calling, we had to sell up, move across the country, with one child in tow.
I went to work for an Attorney to keep the wolf from the door. When I fell pregnant with our second son I had to spend a good amount of time bed so as not to lose the baby.
Matthew, my husband went to the bank to withdraw R10, and when the teller told him there were no funds in his account he was not sure how he was going to tell me.
In the meantime, the postman, who usually only delivered post to our area in the afternoon, arrived at around 10am with a registered letter from my late brother-in-law, Lionel. Inside the envelope was R40.
It was so unexpected as he had never sent money before.
What a surprise Matthew got when he came home.
3. After surgery for the removal of my one Fallopian tube which had somehow wound itself around my bowel causing constriction, I died on the operating table, and had to be resuscitated. During that time I was able to witness exactly what was going on around the operating table. I was able to tell them in detail what I had witnessed.
I survived to go home to look after my four month old son and husband.RIGHT NOW
This morning I experienced a miracle, and bear with me while I share it with you.
For those of you who have read my posts know that in April last year I got the courage together and took myself off on a road trip.
In the past it was always my husband who drove on a long journey so this was very new to me and a wonderful experience.
My plan was to spend time with a very dear friend in Port Alfred, this is and ten hour trips from Cape Town so I spent two nights in Knysna.
The first night after arriving in Port Alfred my friend had a very serious diabetic episode. I had never witnessed anything of the sort before but I did know that I had to get something into her mouth. Preferably, sweet.
The experience was terrifying as any of you who have witnessed something of this sort will know.
The realization that someones' life depends on what you decided to do is humbling.CLOSE FRIENDSHIP
Ronwyn and I are blessed to have a close friendship which spans 49 years so we speak often.
During the week she told me that her neighbour and her gardener had been working on a project for her in her garage.
At one point John needed to ask Ronwyn about something to do with the job, He knocked on the door and getting no reply, tried it but found it locked. After knocking a few times and becoming concerned when their was no answer he went to Ronwyn's sister-in-law who lives in the same complex and asked for her to open the house, as h felt something was wrong.
After Ronwyn telling me about this I insisted that she give me John and Shirley's numbers as I would not know who to contact if there was ever a need.
I put the numbers into my phone and last night did something I never do. Instead of turning my phone off, I left it on next to my bed.
At 4.30 this morning my phone rang, I saw it was Ronwyn's number but all I could hear was the weird sounds of her in distress. I recognized the noises I heard.
I called John. Who I don't know from a bar of soap, and told him he had to go to Ronwyn now. Then I got hold of Shirley, and told her the same thing.
They rushed over, and helped Ronwyn through this dreadful ordeal.
What was the most surprising thing of all was that Ronwyn's phone was in the drawer in the stand next to her bed, on charge. With her flailing around she had knocked it and it rang my number. She had no idea that I could hear everything that was going one, and because of the experience I had last year, was able to identify the noises I heard.THERE ARE TIMES, AND EXPERIENCES WE DON'T UNDERSTAND
This is one of those times and experiences we wish we did not have to go through.
The world is going through a crisis. Most, if not all, the countries are keeping their citizens in lockdown for everyone's safety.
No-one is sure how to deal with this pandemic.
Perhaps? One day we shall know why it came but even if we don't there will be so many lessons we shall learn, and perhaps manage better if, God forbid, there is a next time.NO OFFENCE INTENDED
HOW COULD I NOT BELIEVE IN MIRACLES AFTER ALL THESE AMAZING EXPERIENCES?
SO I ASK AGAIN, HAVE YOU EVER EXPERIENCED A MIRACLE?