Novel & Cerita I Can Work A Miracle

What you think and believe is what you get. Miracles really happen. They do happen.

"Then fix it." "I need a lab! I need stabilizers!" I threw my hands up. My voice echoed off the jagged ceiling. "I'm in a cave with a pile of blankets and a bunch of traumatized refugees! I can't do magic, Richard!" "You did magic back at the cabin," he growled. He stepped into my space. The heat coming off him was intense. "You broke Bianca without touching her. Use that. Use the miracle." "The baby isn't a chemist!"

iam still angry I went back to my room miracle must happen how can he say that what miracle must happen if so when that miracle happens in my brother's life I don't want him like this but I can't say please god let some miracle get happen and let my brother change to normal person I care him because after my mom and dad died in a accident uncle bought me to home he is three years elder than me though he is cold and arrogant never speaks much but he gave everything to me I want him to be happy by thinking all these I slept by weeping

It felt like a miracle, despite the conflicting emotions swirling within me. Lost in my thoughts, I was interrupted as Charles reentered the office, holding out a document. "Boss, no need to retrieve another document. You tore the photocopy; this is the original," he informed me. Snapping out of my contemplation, I eagerly accepted the document, needing to confirm its authenticity for myself. As I examined it, relief hit me. "Thank goodness," I exclaimed aloud, a smile spreading across my face as I clutched the precious documents in my hand. This unexpected Miracle had presented me with an opportunity I couldn't afford to miss, and I was determined to make the most of it.

Unable to speak the lie and tell her it was true, I shrugged casually. “I guess it doesn’t matter if I tell you or not. I have learned the hard way that there are no guarantees in life and sometimes you have to do the work yourself instead of waiting for a miracle.” Her words cut through me like butter. Although she wasn’t wrong, I hated that she had to find that out the hard way. Although, I did still believe in miracles, even if they were rare. “Then what is your wish?” “That I can be as happy as I am today, all the time.”

Camille could only stare at him, unable to find the strength to speak. Christian sighed. “There you go again, looking at me like I’m a demon whose goal is to ruin your life. I’m not that evil,” he said innocently. “I only did it out of the goodness of my heart. Think about it. If you’re distracted from your work by your grief, your productivity will suffer, and in turn, I won’t be able to get consistent quality results. It’s a reasonable thing to do for my own secretary.” “Why?” she suddenly asked.

"O Lord, have mercy on me!" Finnally, the choice was his: to squander his time in procrastination or seize every opportunity on his way. With a new day ahead, he had the chance to harness his diverse talents and make a meaningful impact. Despite the obstacles, he could still create positive change in his work. His gaze fell upon those struggling to access life's basic necessities and those who toiled tirelessly to make ends meet. In this moment, he was reminded that his deeds could bring hope and inspiration to others as well. "I'll do it, no matter what." he resolved.

And we seemed to be hopeless at that time. Pero sa dami ng napagdaanan namin - ako at ng aking asawa - matapos ang lahat ng iyon ay hindi na namin sinubukan na pagdudahan ang ginagawa ng Diyos. We are not ready to let him go but we're surrounded always by His love. And even up to that point, He never leaves us. He stayed. He's silent, yet He's still working. And He saved my little boy. It's a miracle, said the doctor. I couldn't agree more. It is, indeed, a miracle.

"Please, save my son for me. He's all I've got, please." She sobbed. The doctor let out a heavy sigh as he held her shoulders and comforted. " I know ma'am and I understand how you feel but there's nothing we can do now. It'll take a miracle for him to wake up. Let's keep praying." He mumbled. " I'll have to leave now. I need to attend to other patients. You can go in and see him. Call me when anything pops up" He added and stormed off. All along, Gisella stared from the distance as she stood in front of her ward in a wheel chair, listening. The tears in her eyes, trembled down her cheeks. She quietly turned her wheel chair and rolled back Into her ward, shuttered.

However, I still don't understand why he chose me, a lowly woman who was saved by him. "Mia, do you still remember what you said at that time? Allah is the one who wills everything, nothing is impossible for Him. Nothing is difficult for Him. Nothing is impossible for Him." I stared at Mia's face for a long time, how good she was at hiding her pain. Never sharing her sadness and suffering, she was always there for us, her friends. While taking a deep breath, my mind directed what Mia needed right now. A miracle, Mia needed a miracle so that she could open her eyes. Really wanted to see her recover and live her life as before so that we could chat and discuss many things with her.