What a miracle it is that I’m actually writing this on time! I haven’t been willing to write lately; my RPG has been keeping me busy. I’m extremely guilty that something so inconvenient and frivolous has taken over my life AGAIN, but I can’t stop playing it. Runescape…how can you be so fulfilling, yet so pointless?
A miracle is a miracle that needs to be felt heart and soul.
There are miracles that can slip away, if you are blind.
There are miracles you will miss hearing, if you are deaf.
Open your eyes, unblock your ears, clear your stifled heart.
It was right after you died. It was every night for months after you died.
You snuggled me at bedtime. It was the only way I could get to sleep.
If you skipped any nights… If it took you longer than usual.
I couldn’t sleep.
Sometimes, you still come by.
It helps.
We always want a miracle, but the reality is that they are few and far between. I recently wanted a miracle for my grandpa but that was not God’s plan. God wanted my grandpa to return home and I have to be okay with that. As much as I miss him, I know heaven is fortunate enough to have gained my grandpa because he was such a wonderful, selfless, caring man.
Where are you? I keep looking and you’re not here. You never come. You’re late. Did your train get delayed? Did you catch the wrong plane? Are you in the wrong place? Are you ever getting here? You know, by the time you do, I might not even need you. Things could have changed. You could be of no use anymore. Timing is everything, really. And you just don’t seem to be very good at it.
WOW. it was a miracle that i could see again. i mean, literally, i’ve always been 20/20. but in reality, i could never see any closer than 100 feet from me. only far away. yup. only far away. but now i can see it all. and in color too.
It’s a miracle that some people today, actually do understand the basic concepts of grammar and spelling. Especially considering what the education system is like in the United STates right now. It’s gotten so bad, that students don’t even care that they’re doing horrible in their classes, or that they’re falling behind the rest of the world. Nothing bothers me more than hearing someone say “Why should I have to learn science, it’s not like I’m ever going to have to use it anyway.”
A disney miracle. It’s a miracle what has happened lately. Miracles don’t happen very often. In fact, sometimes I don’t think miracles exist. To be honest, I don’t think miracles DO exist. I think we put things out into the Universe and we get back exactly that. And we cause all of our own miracles. You are a miracle.
I believe in miracles. I think they happen, and that the amazing thing about miracles is that they’re personal. Each person is able to define their own miracle, and as long as you believe it you can’t be wrong. They’re amazing. I think they can be a gift.
It would take a miracle for everything to be better now. Not just the little things, but everything? God, will I ever be able to come up for air? I’m choking on the sobs that get past my teeth.
Miracles cause the utmost happiness in people who think they have experienced them. But they’re just a false truth. They’re hope manifested from the thoughts of thousands of people who have nothing left.
I don’t believe in miracles. With how much stuff is packed into the universe, when something that seems “impossible” happens, it shouldn’t be counted as a miracle, it should be counted as something possible, just highly improbable – there’s a difference.
He deflects my question just because he knows it will annoy me.
“It’s a miracle, really,” he says in a mockingly vain tone, “that you’ve finally come to your senses.” He claps a hand on my shoulder good naturedly. “Now we can both agree that I am the most charming man on earth!”
IT WAS AN ABSOLUTE MIRACLE. I HAD NEVER SEEN ANYTHING LIKE IT BEFORE IN MY LIFE. STEVEN TYLER WAS RIDING A HORSE AND DRINKING A MARTINI. I’LL NEVER SEEN ANYTHING LIKE THAT AGAIN AS LONG AS I LIVE.
You can wait your entire life for things to work. For everything to just fall into place and have everything you’ve always wanted. And because there’s a chance it will, that things will just happen, most people wait them. But the truth is, most people end up waiting forever…
I don’t believe in miracles. I…stuff just happens. Things are already destined to happen. I mean I guess you could call it a miracle if that is how you wish to perceive it. But personally I just don’t believe in miracles…but does that mean I don’t believe in God? I don’t think so. I think I do. Just maybe not in the way that modern christianity says so
And there she was standing over the bridge. She saw his reflection along the river as he walked away and she began to tear up. Happy tears. Knowing that he still loved her and that he would always be around, she smiled. One tear drop fell into the river and made a ripple. She swore, even to this day that the ripple was i the shape of a heart
If you feel like everything is crumbling and falling apart.
Stop. Think.
Dream. Hope.
Pretend that you are worth it. Then believe it.
If life is a song, then you should be singing at the top of your lungs, screaming your voice out to whoever cares to hear.
If life is a dance, then dance your heart out as if it’s your last day on earth, even if the auditorium is empty.
If life is a movie, then smile like the star you are and stop acting. Just be yourself. It’ll be a smashing box office it.
And if life is a miracle? Well, then. Write about it. Document it. Record every word. The ones you say and the ones you mean to and the ones that you don’t realize you never said.
A miracle’s a miracle
Even when it’s ordinary
We will walk on the water
Even though it seems scary
If someone will show us the way – show us the way….
He told us a parable
of a man with eyeglasses so small they were unwearable
And the moral of the story is it all looks terrible
Depending on what you look through
i believe in miracles, but not the miracles as the world perceives them. miracles are just natural phenomenon which now seldcom manifest themselves because people don’t let them.
She closed her eyes against the tears, still clutching his hand, lost in grief, her heart shuddering before every beat, as if it wasn’t sure it could keep going through so much pain.
And then he started breathing again.
God does many miracles, and we must not mistake miracles for magic, after all, miracles are used for good, and magic is used for personal glory and selfishness. Miracles feel wonderful when given and blesses your life in so many ways, while magic usually turns out as a trick and ruins your life, don’t be deceived by Harry Potter, it’s the biggest lie since money and fame.
the miracle of birth is a facinating and terrifying thing that many people if thye arent women will never be able to indulge in because they do not have vaginas. coming back from the dead is also anther miracle because jesus is the only one to ever become a zombie legit
“It’s a miracle you’re alive mate” Fin looked down a Matthew who was laying on the ground
“Where is she?” Matt sat up looking around for he not paying attention to the gash on his head or the pain in his arm.
“They hauled her away”
“And you just let them!”
miracles happen all the time. From a daily childs laugh to someone surviving cancer. People don’t realize how great and how often miracles happen. I think miracle would be a good name too.
David walked to the front door and inserted his key pausing to prepare for the argument he was about to have with the only person who meant anything to him, his miracle. She was the girl that every guy wanted and somehow she picked him, then he fucked it all up.
Miracles happen everyday. Blah blah blah. When do they occur? Why don’t they come my way? Oh that’s right. Because I had my miracle. I had you, and now all of that is over. And my miracle is gone.
I believe in miracles. Depending on where they happen, and how they happen, they can be good for everyone, or have downsides to some.
Either way, miracles happen everyday.
I don’t mean a birth or something. No. Something AMAZING.
stumbling over my own feet in the morning
exhaling someone elses stale liquor breath
i realize the emptiness emanates
from my own
dissatisfaction with the impossibility of Fate.
i clutch at strangers hands like miracles
He couldn’t stop crying. It was exhausting and he was getting a headache, but he couldn’t stop. He’d never been so happy in all his thousands of years of life. He had always made a point of using the word “miracle” as sparingly as possible, but there was nothing else that could even come close to today. He tangled his fists in Tobias’s shirt and tugged him somehow closer.
“It’s a miracle!” she shouted as she ran into my room.
“What happened?”
“I found someone to love me.”
“That isn’t surprising, everyone loves you.”
“No, not really.”
The truth was, everyone loved her.
I loved her, but she walked away until the someone else who actually spoke up.
That flickering hope sent out to us in the night. The one act of self giving love that spans a few moments amidst 2,000 years of perceivable silence that invigorates our senses, makes us blood and water again, turns us back from the dead
It’s a miracle when someone sees you, someone really sees you
you feel it in your bones
you know it’s flowing down through you and nourishing the ground
It roots you and calls you into existence
the elderly need a miracle
the babies need a miracle
the hurt ones need a miracle
be the eyes that see and the mouth that speaks
someone into existence, meaning, worth.
Be the breath of life that sweeps through them
hold them steady in your vision
hold them in you
hold them
LIttle jiimy had no hope. he lay in his bed in the hospital as he wondered if he could live again to see his next christmas or birthday, but he over heard the doctors saying he would need a miracle to save him. So every night before he fell asleep he would pray for this miracle and the day the doctors came in and told him that his wishes might be granted because he now had a donor was the day he heard his mom break down and cry that a miracle had been granted to them
LIfe. I’m here, others are here. This world. What more can be said? Everything is a miracle. Every breath, everyday, everything. Unending gratitude. Yes.
It wasn’t one miracle, but 20, performed every day by the newcomer, that stunned us. She confounded our simplest science in the time it took her to exhale. We had no words, no explanation and couldn’t even find a way to question what we’d seen.
it’s a miracle that you have not broken already
i see what you go through every day
every moment
i see the toll it takes on you–the toll it has taken
i see your scars and bruises inside and out
it’s a miracle you have gotten this far
and that you keep on going
Music is a miracle. It creates a wonderful world to which we can just escape. With the sound of a single note, we are transported to a different realm, a realm that can be anything. If creating a whole different world is not a miracle, then what IS, pray tell, a miracle? I’m not sure if there is any other thing that can be considered a miracle, in that case.
What a miracle it is that I’m actually writing this on time! I haven’t been willing to write lately; my RPG has been keeping me busy. I’m extremely guilty that something so inconvenient and frivolous has taken over my life AGAIN, but I can’t stop playing it. Runescape…how can you be so fulfilling, yet so pointless?
A miracle is a miracle that needs to be felt heart and soul.
There are miracles that can slip away, if you are blind.
There are miracles you will miss hearing, if you are deaf.
Open your eyes, unblock your ears, clear your stifled heart.
It was right after you died. It was every night for months after you died.
You snuggled me at bedtime. It was the only way I could get to sleep.
If you skipped any nights… If it took you longer than usual.
I couldn’t sleep.
Sometimes, you still come by.
It helps.
I miss you.
We always want a miracle, but the reality is that they are few and far between. I recently wanted a miracle for my grandpa but that was not God’s plan. God wanted my grandpa to return home and I have to be okay with that. As much as I miss him, I know heaven is fortunate enough to have gained my grandpa because he was such a wonderful, selfless, caring man.
Where are you? I keep looking and you’re not here. You never come. You’re late. Did your train get delayed? Did you catch the wrong plane? Are you in the wrong place? Are you ever getting here? You know, by the time you do, I might not even need you. Things could have changed. You could be of no use anymore. Timing is everything, really. And you just don’t seem to be very good at it.
WOW. it was a miracle that i could see again. i mean, literally, i’ve always been 20/20. but in reality, i could never see any closer than 100 feet from me. only far away. yup. only far away. but now i can see it all. and in color too.
It’s a miracle that some people today, actually do understand the basic concepts of grammar and spelling. Especially considering what the education system is like in the United STates right now. It’s gotten so bad, that students don’t even care that they’re doing horrible in their classes, or that they’re falling behind the rest of the world. Nothing bothers me more than hearing someone say “Why should I have to learn science, it’s not like I’m ever going to have to use it anyway.”
A disney miracle. It’s a miracle what has happened lately. Miracles don’t happen very often. In fact, sometimes I don’t think miracles exist. To be honest, I don’t think miracles DO exist. I think we put things out into the Universe and we get back exactly that. And we cause all of our own miracles. You are a miracle.
I believe in miracles. I think they happen, and that the amazing thing about miracles is that they’re personal. Each person is able to define their own miracle, and as long as you believe it you can’t be wrong. They’re amazing. I think they can be a gift.
It would take a miracle for everything to be better now. Not just the little things, but everything? God, will I ever be able to come up for air? I’m choking on the sobs that get past my teeth.
Miracles cause the utmost happiness in people who think they have experienced them. But they’re just a false truth. They’re hope manifested from the thoughts of thousands of people who have nothing left.
I don’t believe in miracles. With how much stuff is packed into the universe, when something that seems “impossible” happens, it shouldn’t be counted as a miracle, it should be counted as something possible, just highly improbable – there’s a difference.
He deflects my question just because he knows it will annoy me.
“It’s a miracle, really,” he says in a mockingly vain tone, “that you’ve finally come to your senses.” He claps a hand on my shoulder good naturedly. “Now we can both agree that I am the most charming man on earth!”
IT WAS AN ABSOLUTE MIRACLE. I HAD NEVER SEEN ANYTHING LIKE IT BEFORE IN MY LIFE. STEVEN TYLER WAS RIDING A HORSE AND DRINKING A MARTINI. I’LL NEVER SEEN ANYTHING LIKE THAT AGAIN AS LONG AS I LIVE.
You can wait your entire life for things to work. For everything to just fall into place and have everything you’ve always wanted. And because there’s a chance it will, that things will just happen, most people wait them. But the truth is, most people end up waiting forever…
I don’t believe in miracles. I…stuff just happens. Things are already destined to happen. I mean I guess you could call it a miracle if that is how you wish to perceive it. But personally I just don’t believe in miracles…but does that mean I don’t believe in God? I don’t think so. I think I do. Just maybe not in the way that modern christianity says so
And there she was standing over the bridge. She saw his reflection along the river as he walked away and she began to tear up. Happy tears. Knowing that he still loved her and that he would always be around, she smiled. One tear drop fell into the river and made a ripple. She swore, even to this day that the ripple was i the shape of a heart
Life is a miracle.
If you feel like everything is crumbling and falling apart.
Stop. Think.
Dream. Hope.
Pretend that you are worth it. Then believe it.
If life is a song, then you should be singing at the top of your lungs, screaming your voice out to whoever cares to hear.
If life is a dance, then dance your heart out as if it’s your last day on earth, even if the auditorium is empty.
If life is a movie, then smile like the star you are and stop acting. Just be yourself. It’ll be a smashing box office it.
And if life is a miracle? Well, then. Write about it. Document it. Record every word. The ones you say and the ones you mean to and the ones that you don’t realize you never said.
And when you’re done, laugh, cry and be alive.
Because life is a miracle.
And you’re part of it.
A miracle’s a miracle
Even when it’s ordinary
We will walk on the water
Even though it seems scary
If someone will show us the way – show us the way….
He told us a parable
of a man with eyeglasses so small they were unwearable
And the moral of the story is it all looks terrible
Depending on what you look through
i believe in miracles, but not the miracles as the world perceives them. miracles are just natural phenomenon which now seldcom manifest themselves because people don’t let them.
She closed her eyes against the tears, still clutching his hand, lost in grief, her heart shuddering before every beat, as if it wasn’t sure it could keep going through so much pain.
And then he started breathing again.
God does many miracles, and we must not mistake miracles for magic, after all, miracles are used for good, and magic is used for personal glory and selfishness. Miracles feel wonderful when given and blesses your life in so many ways, while magic usually turns out as a trick and ruins your life, don’t be deceived by Harry Potter, it’s the biggest lie since money and fame.
the miracle of birth is a facinating and terrifying thing that many people if thye arent women will never be able to indulge in because they do not have vaginas. coming back from the dead is also anther miracle because jesus is the only one to ever become a zombie legit
“It’s a miracle you’re alive mate” Fin looked down a Matthew who was laying on the ground
“Where is she?” Matt sat up looking around for he not paying attention to the gash on his head or the pain in his arm.
“They hauled her away”
“And you just let them!”
miracles happen all the time. From a daily childs laugh to someone surviving cancer. People don’t realize how great and how often miracles happen. I think miracle would be a good name too.
David walked to the front door and inserted his key pausing to prepare for the argument he was about to have with the only person who meant anything to him, his miracle. She was the girl that every guy wanted and somehow she picked him, then he fucked it all up.
Miracles happen everyday. Blah blah blah. When do they occur? Why don’t they come my way? Oh that’s right. Because I had my miracle. I had you, and now all of that is over. And my miracle is gone.
I believe in miracles. Depending on where they happen, and how they happen, they can be good for everyone, or have downsides to some.
Either way, miracles happen everyday.
I don’t mean a birth or something. No. Something AMAZING.
stumbling over my own feet in the morning
exhaling someone elses stale liquor breath
i realize the emptiness emanates
from my own
dissatisfaction with the impossibility of Fate.
i clutch at strangers hands like miracles
“It’s a miracle.”
I looked across the table at the old man. He was tired, obviously broken. I reached out and grabbed his hand.
“No. It was you. You did this.”
He almost smiled.
“You should be proud.”
He couldn’t stop crying. It was exhausting and he was getting a headache, but he couldn’t stop. He’d never been so happy in all his thousands of years of life. He had always made a point of using the word “miracle” as sparingly as possible, but there was nothing else that could even come close to today. He tangled his fists in Tobias’s shirt and tugged him somehow closer.
The word is thrown around a lot. “My dog survived surgery,” “My Dad made it home from Iraq,” “That guy I hate died.”
It may be a miracle that he died, but the rest is us. The people.
“It’s a miracle!” she shouted as she ran into my room.
“What happened?”
“I found someone to love me.”
“That isn’t surprising, everyone loves you.”
“No, not really.”
The truth was, everyone loved her.
I loved her, but she walked away until the someone else who actually spoke up.
That flickering hope sent out to us in the night. The one act of self giving love that spans a few moments amidst 2,000 years of perceivable silence that invigorates our senses, makes us blood and water again, turns us back from the dead
It’s a miracle when someone sees you, someone really sees you
you feel it in your bones
you know it’s flowing down through you and nourishing the ground
It roots you and calls you into existence
the elderly need a miracle
the babies need a miracle
the hurt ones need a miracle
be the eyes that see and the mouth that speaks
someone into existence, meaning, worth.
Be the breath of life that sweeps through them
hold them steady in your vision
hold them in you
hold them
LIttle jiimy had no hope. he lay in his bed in the hospital as he wondered if he could live again to see his next christmas or birthday, but he over heard the doctors saying he would need a miracle to save him. So every night before he fell asleep he would pray for this miracle and the day the doctors came in and told him that his wishes might be granted because he now had a donor was the day he heard his mom break down and cry that a miracle had been granted to them
LIfe. I’m here, others are here. This world. What more can be said? Everything is a miracle. Every breath, everyday, everything. Unending gratitude. Yes.
It wasn’t one miracle, but 20, performed every day by the newcomer, that stunned us. She confounded our simplest science in the time it took her to exhale. We had no words, no explanation and couldn’t even find a way to question what we’d seen.
it’s a miracle that you have not broken already
i see what you go through every day
every moment
i see the toll it takes on you–the toll it has taken
i see your scars and bruises inside and out
it’s a miracle you have gotten this far
and that you keep on going
Music is a miracle. It creates a wonderful world to which we can just escape. With the sound of a single note, we are transported to a different realm, a realm that can be anything. If creating a whole different world is not a miracle, then what IS, pray tell, a miracle? I’m not sure if there is any other thing that can be considered a miracle, in that case.