Did you ever experience a miracle. Something that you know had ZERO chance to happen, yet it did.

[Anonymous]

My family and I were driving back from FL to DC. Getting tired and decided to stop for the night. An area with several new hotels. Pulled up to the first one, loomed expensive for an overnight stay so went to the next one. My DH goes inside to see if they have a room. He comes right out and says there is a medical emergency. (I’ve done lots of CPR in hospitals during my career) and to come quickly. A man in his place 30s had collapsed while working out on a treadmill. No breathing and no pulse. The wife was in hallway with her infant and was screaming. I started CPR. A couple of minutes later another woman showed up. We took turns doing CPR until rescue arrived. They shocked his heart and we're able to get a rhythm and a pulse. Took him to hospital. The next morning saw the other two an who did CPR with me at breakfast breakfast. She was a nurse at the hospital (was staying at hotel in her hometown due to fire damage in her home) and had just done her annual CPR training that day. It was Easter weekend. Think it was a miracle we decided not to stop at the first hotel for the night! Heard later from the nurse the man survived and was discharged to rehab.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Not a miracle but more of an "intervention".

Was driving behind this person going about 20-25 in a 30. No real reason for them to be driving so slow (no streets or businesses to slow down to find) but it was dark with no street lights so I just figured they were nervous. Whatever. Just followed behind at an appropriate distance and listened to my podcast. After about 5 minutes they pulled over to the side and I thought that it was nice they were letting me go ahead.

I drove for about a minute and then all the hairs on my body stood up and I got this chilling feeling while "hearing" this voice say " turn around. Go back". I drove for about another minute and I felt physically ill. I was almost shaking. Turned around and drove back. Person was still pulled over. While thinking "you're an absolute moron" I approached the car and found the driver slumped over. He had gone into cardiac arrest and likely wasn't feeling well which was why he was driving so slow. I called 911 while pulling him out of the car. At the time, I was an ED nurse. Performed CPR and brought him back by the time the ambulance arrived. I met him later on and he made a full recovery. It took the ambulance 15 min to get there. He likely would not have survived if I didn't get that urgent need to turn around.

Wow. I got goosebumps all over reading that.

[Anonymous]

In my teens through my early 20s I had this close friend. Long story short, when I was breaking up with my long-term boyfriend, my friend sided with the boyfriend (although we were friends first). Maybe because they were both guys, who knows. It was a touchy situation and we lost touch soon after with lots of hurt feelings.

In my late twenties, I was coming home late via Metro and ran into him out of nowhere - he just happened to board the same Metro car right where I was sitting. It was like no time had passed at all. We exchanged numbers and met up soon after. He met my boyfriend (who is now my husband), we caught up on our lives, reminisced about our old friend group and our crazy teenage years, and made peace about what caused us to lose the friendship. It was a great evening and we made plans to meet up again soon.

He died in a freak accident the following month. I am not religious but I think it was meant to be that we got to meet again before he left this earth.

[Anonymous]

Guys, coincidences happen. Just not all the time. If they happened all the time they would be coincidences. Don't apply reasons without reason.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:My daughter (3 ish at the time) came like 2 seconds from falling out of a second story window once. Somehow the screen fell out and she was sitting on a table leaning out the window to look at the screen on the ground.

I still feel sick every time I think about it. It’s a miracle she didn’t fall out.

OMG! I can imagine your trauma. So happy for you.

I often think of Bob Dylan's son and this feels so unreal...

Eric Clapton?

Ye ye ye ye ye.. sorry.. my mistake. I am not sure Bob Dylan even has a son. The answer is blowing in the wind...

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Guys, coincidences happen. Just not all the time. If they happened all the time they would be coincidences. Don't apply reasons without reason.

A what now?

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Guys, coincidences happen. Just not all the time. If they happened all the time they would be coincidences. Don't apply reasons without reason.

A what now?

Coincidences are not miracles despite the fact that they are infrequent.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:My daughter (3 ish at the time) came like 2 seconds from falling out of a second story window once. Somehow the screen fell out and she was sitting on a table leaning out the window to look at the screen on the ground.

I still feel sick every time I think about it. It’s a miracle she didn’t fall out.

OMG! I can imagine your trauma. So happy for you.

I often think of Bob Dylan's son and this feels so unreal...

Eric Clapton?

Ye ye ye ye ye.. sorry.. my mistake. I am not sure Bob Dylan even has a son. The answer is blowing in the wind...

He has 3 sons including Jakob from the Wallflowers...

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:People are making coincidences Into miracles here. Miracles aren’t real, they are just science we haven’t figured out yet.

But on the flip side.. what IF there are NO coincidences?.. What if it is all a little push from something Bigger?

Then it suggests that people who experience miracles are more important in some way than people who don't.

And it's always nice feeling important - that your kid was saved from a fall when someone else's kid was not. Nice to have the big guy on your side. Not that you'd wish ill on others.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:In my teens through my early 20s I had this close friend. Long story short, when I was breaking up with my long-term boyfriend, my friend sided with the boyfriend (although we were friends first). Maybe because they were both guys, who knows. It was a touchy situation and we lost touch soon after with lots of hurt feelings.

In my late twenties, I was coming home late via Metro and ran into him out of nowhere - he just happened to board the same Metro car right where I was sitting. It was like no time had passed at all. We exchanged numbers and met up soon after. He met my boyfriend (who is now my husband), we caught up on our lives, reminisced about our old friend group and our crazy teenage years, and made peace about what caused us to lose the friendship. It was a great evening and we made plans to meet up again soon.

He died in a freak accident the following month. I am not religious but I think it was meant to be that we got to meet again before he left this earth.

Nice for you, but not so nice for your dead friend. Would have been better for him if you had not met up again and he got to live to old age.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:People are making coincidences Into miracles here. Miracles aren’t real, they are just science we haven’t figured out yet.

Do you mean YOU haven't' figured out? It looks like a lot of people did figured it out.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:In my teens through my early 20s I had this close friend. Long story short, when I was breaking up with my long-term boyfriend, my friend sided with the boyfriend (although we were friends first). Maybe because they were both guys, who knows. It was a touchy situation and we lost touch soon after with lots of hurt feelings.

In my late twenties, I was coming home late via Metro and ran into him out of nowhere - he just happened to board the same Metro car right where I was sitting. It was like no time had passed at all. We exchanged numbers and met up soon after. He met my boyfriend (who is now my husband), we caught up on our lives, reminisced about our old friend group and our crazy teenage years, and made peace about what caused us to lose the friendship. It was a great evening and we made plans to meet up again soon.

He died in a freak accident the following month. I am not religious but I think it was meant to be that we got to meet again before he left this earth.

Nice for you, but not so nice for your dead friend. Would have been better for him if you had not met up again and he got to live to old age.

How do you know it would have been better for him? Maybe his death prevented mass shooting? Or bombing? Or some other big disaster.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:People are making coincidences Into miracles here. Miracles aren’t real, they are just science we haven’t figured out yet.

Do you mean YOU haven't' figured out? It looks like a lot of people did figured it out.

Like whom?

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:In my teens through my early 20s I had this close friend. Long story short, when I was breaking up with my long-term boyfriend, my friend sided with the boyfriend (although we were friends first). Maybe because they were both guys, who knows. It was a touchy situation and we lost touch soon after with lots of hurt feelings.

In my late twenties, I was coming home late via Metro and ran into him out of nowhere - he just happened to board the same Metro car right where I was sitting. It was like no time had passed at all. We exchanged numbers and met up soon after. He met my boyfriend (who is now my husband), we caught up on our lives, reminisced about our old friend group and our crazy teenage years, and made peace about what caused us to lose the friendship. It was a great evening and we made plans to meet up again soon.

He died in a freak accident the following month. I am not religious but I think it was meant to be that we got to meet again before he left this earth.

Nice for you, but not so nice for your dead friend. Would have been better for him if you had not met up again and he got to live to old age.

How do you know it would have been better for him? Maybe his death prevented mass shooting? Or bombing? Or some other big disaster.

You mean the friend was a murderer? Or that he himself died in a noble cause?

Generally death is considered to be a bad (but inevitable) thing, and people go to great lengths to stay alive. Maybe this friend was different, though, and is better off dead -- and how nice that God provided this miracle for his friend to connect one more before he met his fate.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:In my teens through my early 20s I had this close friend. Long story short, when I was breaking up with my long-term boyfriend, my friend sided with the boyfriend (although we were friends first). Maybe because they were both guys, who knows. It was a touchy situation and we lost touch soon after with lots of hurt feelings.

In my late twenties, I was coming home late via Metro and ran into him out of nowhere - he just happened to board the same Metro car right where I was sitting. It was like no time had passed at all. We exchanged numbers and met up soon after. He met my boyfriend (who is now my husband), we caught up on our lives, reminisced about our old friend group and our crazy teenage years, and made peace about what caused us to lose the friendship. It was a great evening and we made plans to meet up again soon.

He died in a freak accident the following month. I am not religious but I think it was meant to be that we got to meet again before he left this earth.

Nice for you, but not so nice for your dead friend. Would have been better for him if you had not met up again and he got to live to old age.

How do you know it would have been better for him? Maybe his death prevented mass shooting? Or bombing? Or some other big disaster.

You mean the friend was a murderer? Or that he himself died in a noble cause?

Generally death is considered to be a bad (but inevitable) thing, and people go to great lengths to stay alive. Maybe this friend was different, though, and is better off dead -- and how nice that God provided this miracle for his friend to connect one more before he met his fate.

We don't know that, right. You assume that the friend's death was not good for him, but we truly don't know. What if he would become a child molester? Wasn't it good that he died and many lives were saved? You operate your conclusion on an assumption.
Considered by whom? Why then there are so many people supporting assisted suicide or commit suicide if the death considered to be that bad?