Miracle Stories Real Life Novels & Stories

They were completely out of words on how to explain the miracle that happened to me upon waking up from my coma. Upon waking up from coma, I was the talk of the town in the hospital. Everyone knew my story and I was called the Miracle Surfer due to the freakish accident and how I managed to stay be awakened from a severe injury and managed to be alive after being announced ten minutes dead. I had no idea how it happened but news was spreading fast and a lot of news reporters were outside the hospital who weren’t allowed to enter since the media were banned by my father to enter.

“Who told you your life is over? Just because you can’t walk doesn’t mean your career is over. You don’t need to walk to write. You can do it from the comfort of your home.” “What about interviews?” Natalie asked, her voice uncertain. “As long as you’re alive, going to interviews for your books won’t be a problem. Haven’t you seen RJ Mitte? He didn’t give up despite having cerebral palsy. You shouldn’t give up on life, even if it feels like life has given up on you. Keep striving; miracles are just hard work in disguise.” Natalie smiled, grateful. “Thank you. What’s your name? I’ve seen you a few times with Richard Hernandez, but I never caught your name.”

But science needed more time to declare Ally cancer-free. It didn’t matter. What mattered was that he, Ally, and everyone who witnessed the event knew that Allison was cured of her illness that day. At that exact moment when Ethan prayed for a miracle, God gave it to him. As a thank you for God's goodness, Ethan, together with Allison, promised to serve God for the rest of their lives. Their story, Ally’s miracle story, was a testimony worth sharing with the world. And Ally had already started sharing the story of hope in the shelter—with other patients. It was the same story of faith that had helped them overcome death.

“Mama couldn’t even get you a cake.” “It’s okay, Mama,” he replied. “I didn’t want to be away from you, so I followed you.” “You… followed me?” I covered my mouth after realizing how loud my voice had become. “I ran.” “Y-You ran?” He nodded, making me feel like I was about to faint again. He ran all that way? How was that even possible? But then again, hadn’t I already witnessed miracles? My own Mama had been healed by a mysterious leaf from the forest. When I saw the Moonleaf flowers bloom with their silver glow, I realized that miracles really did exist.

“Please stop counting your days, Elena. Let’s live each day in gratitude and hope for the best. Miracles happen every day, and you may just be one.” David… “Okay. I will not talk about dying anymore. Let’s wait for my miracle then. For me, carrying this child to full term and holding him in my hands is my miracle.” My miracle…

She couldn't believe he had to lie that they were married. “ I understand your concern from your email, Mr. Rodriguez. Complications like this doesn't happen and most time can be deadly but sometimes, it always correct itself miraculously but____” “ I don't want miracle, doctor. You and I both know Miracle isn't something you can summon, it happens randomly. What if my wife is among the 1% women who lost their life” Leon willed tears into his eyes and allow his lips to quiver as he acted the part of the scared husband.

Because everyday life does not differ from a normal human being. “I am human. Rather, it was a human being cursed hundreds of years ago. And that keeps me from dying,” Rachata said in a calm tone, as if it were normal. In contrast to Mirawadee, who had a shocked expression and did not believe what she had heard. “You…” That must not be true. Who can live this long without dying? “Impossible, you are telling the truth. And you’re not joking, are you?” Mirawadee asked in disbelief.

Now I don't know how tasty that can be; I would not know, as long as I dong have to eat it. So I have a basket with absolutely anything that I think that she will possibly eat. Now the only thing left is to wake the lady; this all is for up. As I sneak into the room, I can hear as she stretched every inch of her body; I can see her little belly peek out from underneath her shirt. I can get enough of the feeling I get whenever I see it. It is the cutest thing I have ever seen and yet a gentle reminder that once again, we have gotten a miracle. I think I can safely say that Jenna and my lives are made up of a series of miracles. But what I have also realized is that the outcome is the way we c

I wish I could take you with me, Paige. I've thought a lot about the stories you'd like to tell whenever you have the chance. You are best at that-- making stories, still relevant and true. You may have a lot to hide, but you know, God sees them all and someday, he'll make it a beautiful story, Paige. I know you're gonna be free someday, very soon. And in one story, God grants healing, miracles do happen, yet another he calls us to suffer and even die. But I realised something. They both have value because each is a chapter and a bigger story.

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.”