It is when, i saw you but didn’t expect to see you. It’s when you meet families or friends that you’ve never seen or so long. Having a second life after losing breath. It’s from above. and it happens.
She looked down at the wriggling, red bundle in her arms and felt a feeling that could not be described with simple words on a page. She had done it – she had a child.
I am always looking for a miracle now that my dad is sick. His sickness angers me more than anything and that makes me feel guilty. I’m angry at him for being sick and I’m angry at my mom for her craziness which I truly believe is stress-induced.
I get tired of the overuse of the word miracle. It seems as if many people consider finding a parking space in an ideal location miraculous. I think very few people have seen true miracles, and that many who have are reluctant to label them as such.
A miracle is something that changes your life. Something beautiful, something completely unexpected. A change of events, something that turns your whole life story completely around, to the better side of things. Something that you don’t expect, that you didn’t even know was possible.
unbelieveable, stricken down with the lght of our effervescent fathers, shiing in a harmonius, glorious moment of truth that no matter what can never, ever be replicated. A miracle is a beacon of light and wisdom.
“You have to believe if you want to have a miracle,” the old man said.
His grandchild closed his eyes and started wishing.
“No, no. Believe not wish,” he continued.
The boy frowned.
it’s something that is just amazing, and probably changed your life. A miracle makes your forget about regrets, and all the scars from the past that you’ve had but are still on you. It’s something to be grateful about. Some people miracles and fake, but they don’t want to belive it
the miracle of wonders is that they never reoccur the exact same way. once it is written down, the orignal thought is tainted- for better or for worse. a thought on your head and a thought on paper are almost two different thoughts and intentions brough together by a linear sequence of moments and inspirations. althou occasionally my thoughts are circular, or… (fleeting)
miracles can be measured in many different ways. some people say that birth is a miracle.. but is it really? it’s really just the natural cycle of reproduction. we live, therefore we reproduce. a miracle may not really exist.
Hard to put a finger on. Is it seeing the wonder in the day to day, in the sunsets and surf and the flight of birds? I didn’t really understand what a miracle life was until getting pregnant. Nothing compares to growing a person inside of you…how can it be? And then a little person is born, and lives, and grows. That is the basic way of life and it is miraculous.
And it doesn’t need to be a big thing, it’s the little things, the wonders that catch me by surprise, that make me realize; Life is a MIRACLE, one shared by you and I.
I don’t believe in miracles but I believe in magic. I believe that if something happens that shouldn’t be able to happen, then that proves that the Earth still has a little spark of wonder in its atmosphere, like that little spark just before the fire starts. That’s all you need is just that little spark. It may not seem like much, but every forest fire started as a tiny flickering flame.
Miracle works good for us. Miracle always does it when we don’t want to, when we don’t realize, when we have no clue, when we’re hopeless, when we think everything’s pointless. Miracle bring me back to you. That’s all I know.
Miracle is when I thought it was impossible to reach you but then I ended up with you again. It happens all the time. I don’t know what miracle is, but miracle for me is always about you. It’s hard sometimes to accept the fact that we might be meant to be together while the world can only give us hint that we’re not. And miracle always does us good. Can you feel it too? I’d never know. I only hope this time miracle will give us time to prove that miracle is us.
It’s amazing and incredible the weight that can put on a single moment. So close to death and so close to imagining that anything can happen? How do you think hanging on and clinging so desperately will help?
Every button has to be pushed and shoved. Every wall needs to be broken down in order to allow that hope and imagination once never doubted. Kids seem to have the answer to everything.
It wasn’t that I didn’t believe in miracles, I did. But I didn’t believe that him saving me was miraculous in any way. I didn’t think it was extraordinary. I hated being the damsel in distress, but somehow this felt mundane, inevitable. He had to save me, and I had to be rescued.
Not a miracle, just the routine.
I guess that’s what I get for being born Lois Lane.
miracle is always very good to people. It gives people happiness, excitement, and it gives people a lot of hope and faith. I think miracles are real, we need miracles in life. I mean miracles are amazing and quite surprising.
William is my miracle. After over 12 months of trying to conceive, we were blessed with the pregnancy test giving a positive ready. I think I just shocked Michael, and my parents when it came to telling them. i mean, a baby. I’m having a baby… So squished faced, swollen, slightly jaundiced… He is my miracle baby.
It’s still miracle? The miracle continues, it hasn’t finished yet or at least become ordinary? The rough newness of it hasn’t been worn down by time and familiarity? nd of course it’s partially my own fault since my timing was off.
it was a miracle that i didn’t know when to tell him the time of the next train leaving was. i had worked at that station for three years when i was in
On this day, Thomas came from school. It was a normal day. Not too hot, not too cold. Not too cloudy, not too sunny. But suddenly, a duck came out of the bushes nearby and attacked him with making terrible “Cuac Cuac” noises. More and more ducks came and yes, they ate him. What a miracle.
its something that is supernatural.
We often say OMG following it.
Everybody loves miracle..
It seems like some angel has come down to make the impossible POSSIBLE..!!
it was a miracle that james started talking to me again. miracle is quite a funny word because i dont know really it sounds like oracle which is something i dont know the meaning of but its a pretty cool word. when i think baout it i always think of like mirages or something. like those things that happen in the desert? THAT WOULD BE COOL to see one of those not gonna lie but isnt it like a hallucination like when you get high or something? i dont even know what im talking about because ive never really been to the desert apart from in year five when i was liiittlleee sooo yerrr idk idk idk. i just dont know. miracle. meerraaacclleee. this would be funny for soemone else to read because my head is a mess at the moment but THERE YOU GO MATEY. ahoy me matey how goes yonder ship? haha fucking hell ive lost it. i’ve absolutely lost it. whoah.
It was a miracle that he ever got anything done. He had one arm, eighteen legs and a giant head. He actually looked more like an insect than a human when you think about it. That’s why I squished him.
I woke up early in the morning with a bird singing outside my window.
When I hugged the shower, the water chills my spine.
I ate a wonderful slice of bread.
And waiting outside, my handsome prince waited for me.
Miracles do happen.
It was a miracle of how I got here of how my life even still exist on this simple mortal planet. I was meant to leave centuries ago yet my machine broke down and so I Am stranded on this Ieland until my people can come get me.
It was a miracle, I just knew that it was only God that saved my life when I fell into the hole, and was covered by the soil. Someone was passing the same time and heard my cry, and called for help.
Considerable opportunity is pervaed by the illusion of mircles. People think they can be raised from low to high human ranking all on the premise that God will convert their failings. I’ve heard stories that people spend their entire life waiting for this redemption.
Miracle’s don’t happen. I wish they did because then maybe life would be easier. I would be happier. I wouldn’t feel so alone in the world if I knew that miracles could happen. But alas, they do not.
there’s no way to be sure about this anymore. in a mundane sort of way, I’ve started believing in miracles again. In laughter and lust eating away at the flesh until you really do love that person. In hope and delivering it to someone who can’t remember what it looks like. I’ve started to realize that life and love and all those things may even make sense, may kill the boredom, may become something I crave again yet.
It is when, i saw you but didn’t expect to see you. It’s when you meet families or friends that you’ve never seen or so long. Having a second life after losing breath. It’s from above. and it happens.
She looked down at the wriggling, red bundle in her arms and felt a feeling that could not be described with simple words on a page. She had done it – she had a child.
I am always looking for a miracle now that my dad is sick. His sickness angers me more than anything and that makes me feel guilty. I’m angry at him for being sick and I’m angry at my mom for her craziness which I truly believe is stress-induced.
Everyday miracles happen. You might now even realize it’s a miracle when it’s happening.
I get tired of the overuse of the word miracle. It seems as if many people consider finding a parking space in an ideal location miraculous. I think very few people have seen true miracles, and that many who have are reluctant to label them as such.
Life is a great miracle. Each of our bodies is different but works ceaselessly without rest.an complete harmony.
A miracle is something that changes your life. Something beautiful, something completely unexpected. A change of events, something that turns your whole life story completely around, to the better side of things. Something that you don’t expect, that you didn’t even know was possible.
unbelieveable, stricken down with the lght of our effervescent fathers, shiing in a harmonius, glorious moment of truth that no matter what can never, ever be replicated. A miracle is a beacon of light and wisdom.
“You have to believe if you want to have a miracle,” the old man said.
His grandchild closed his eyes and started wishing.
“No, no. Believe not wish,” he continued.
The boy frowned.
My being here is a miracle.
it’s something that is just amazing, and probably changed your life. A miracle makes your forget about regrets, and all the scars from the past that you’ve had but are still on you. It’s something to be grateful about. Some people miracles and fake, but they don’t want to belive it
the miracle of wonders is that they never reoccur the exact same way. once it is written down, the orignal thought is tainted- for better or for worse. a thought on your head and a thought on paper are almost two different thoughts and intentions brough together by a linear sequence of moments and inspirations. althou occasionally my thoughts are circular, or… (fleeting)
miracles can be measured in many different ways. some people say that birth is a miracle.. but is it really? it’s really just the natural cycle of reproduction. we live, therefore we reproduce. a miracle may not really exist.
Hard to put a finger on. Is it seeing the wonder in the day to day, in the sunsets and surf and the flight of birds? I didn’t really understand what a miracle life was until getting pregnant. Nothing compares to growing a person inside of you…how can it be? And then a little person is born, and lives, and grows. That is the basic way of life and it is miraculous.
An occuring result that was hoped for but not anticipated
A result of faith
And it doesn’t need to be a big thing, it’s the little things, the wonders that catch me by surprise, that make me realize; Life is a MIRACLE, one shared by you and I.
I don’t believe in miracles but I believe in magic. I believe that if something happens that shouldn’t be able to happen, then that proves that the Earth still has a little spark of wonder in its atmosphere, like that little spark just before the fire starts. That’s all you need is just that little spark. It may not seem like much, but every forest fire started as a tiny flickering flame.
Miracle works good for us. Miracle always does it when we don’t want to, when we don’t realize, when we have no clue, when we’re hopeless, when we think everything’s pointless. Miracle bring me back to you. That’s all I know.
Miracle is when I thought it was impossible to reach you but then I ended up with you again. It happens all the time. I don’t know what miracle is, but miracle for me is always about you. It’s hard sometimes to accept the fact that we might be meant to be together while the world can only give us hint that we’re not. And miracle always does us good. Can you feel it too? I’d never know. I only hope this time miracle will give us time to prove that miracle is us.
It’s amazing and incredible the weight that can put on a single moment. So close to death and so close to imagining that anything can happen? How do you think hanging on and clinging so desperately will help?
Every button has to be pushed and shoved. Every wall needs to be broken down in order to allow that hope and imagination once never doubted. Kids seem to have the answer to everything.
It wasn’t that I didn’t believe in miracles, I did. But I didn’t believe that him saving me was miraculous in any way. I didn’t think it was extraordinary. I hated being the damsel in distress, but somehow this felt mundane, inevitable. He had to save me, and I had to be rescued.
Not a miracle, just the routine.
I guess that’s what I get for being born Lois Lane.
miracle is always very good to people. It gives people happiness, excitement, and it gives people a lot of hope and faith. I think miracles are real, we need miracles in life. I mean miracles are amazing and quite surprising.
William is my miracle. After over 12 months of trying to conceive, we were blessed with the pregnancy test giving a positive ready. I think I just shocked Michael, and my parents when it came to telling them. i mean, a baby. I’m having a baby… So squished faced, swollen, slightly jaundiced… He is my miracle baby.
It’s a miracle that I’m alive. But, I was never close to death. <3 (:
It’s still miracle? The miracle continues, it hasn’t finished yet or at least become ordinary? The rough newness of it hasn’t been worn down by time and familiarity? nd of course it’s partially my own fault since my timing was off.
it was a miracle that i didn’t know when to tell him the time of the next train leaving was. i had worked at that station for three years when i was in
On this day, Thomas came from school. It was a normal day. Not too hot, not too cold. Not too cloudy, not too sunny. But suddenly, a duck came out of the bushes nearby and attacked him with making terrible “Cuac Cuac” noises. More and more ducks came and yes, they ate him. What a miracle.
letters numbers go black coloured art magic amazing jesus meaningless how
its something that is supernatural.
We often say OMG following it.
Everybody loves miracle..
It seems like some angel has come down to make the impossible POSSIBLE..!!
it was a miracle that james started talking to me again. miracle is quite a funny word because i dont know really it sounds like oracle which is something i dont know the meaning of but its a pretty cool word. when i think baout it i always think of like mirages or something. like those things that happen in the desert? THAT WOULD BE COOL to see one of those not gonna lie but isnt it like a hallucination like when you get high or something? i dont even know what im talking about because ive never really been to the desert apart from in year five when i was liiittlleee sooo yerrr idk idk idk. i just dont know. miracle. meerraaacclleee. this would be funny for soemone else to read because my head is a mess at the moment but THERE YOU GO MATEY. ahoy me matey how goes yonder ship? haha fucking hell ive lost it. i’ve absolutely lost it. whoah.
It was a miracle that he ever got anything done. He had one arm, eighteen legs and a giant head. He actually looked more like an insect than a human when you think about it. That’s why I squished him.
I woke up early in the morning with a bird singing outside my window.
When I hugged the shower, the water chills my spine.
I ate a wonderful slice of bread.
And waiting outside, my handsome prince waited for me.
Miracles do happen.
It was a miracle. Being awake, in this age, just to write this.
It was a miracle of how I got here of how my life even still exist on this simple mortal planet. I was meant to leave centuries ago yet my machine broke down and so I Am stranded on this Ieland until my people can come get me.
It was a miracle, I just knew that it was only God that saved my life when I fell into the hole, and was covered by the soil. Someone was passing the same time and heard my cry, and called for help.
Considerable opportunity is pervaed by the illusion of mircles. People think they can be raised from low to high human ranking all on the premise that God will convert their failings. I’ve heard stories that people spend their entire life waiting for this redemption.
Miracle’s don’t happen. I wish they did because then maybe life would be easier. I would be happier. I wouldn’t feel so alone in the world if I knew that miracles could happen. But alas, they do not.
there’s no way to be sure about this anymore. in a mundane sort of way, I’ve started believing in miracles again. In laughter and lust eating away at the flesh until you really do love that person. In hope and delivering it to someone who can’t remember what it looks like. I’ve started to realize that life and love and all those things may even make sense, may kill the boredom, may become something I crave again yet.
chance, luck, all you need is a miracle, one chance can change everything, hope