my daughter. something miraculous. awesome. amazing. dream come true. love. my boyfriend. family. friends actually being real.
caitlynn
There seem to be false hopes about these things. Miracles are useless to think about! Aren’t they? I mean, how many times have you walked down the street and seen a miracle happen? I’ll answer that myself: probably never. Miracles are guilty pleasures for the hopeless. And yet…
Aneesh Shukla
You convinced me to wear your glasses when that drunk girl broke mine, and it took us past curfew to drive back to your house. But it was the best drive I’d had since my road test. And I kept your glasses, though it blinds my eyes.
Miracle, what a gift. What a word. Who would have thought the origin was this. The ancient being in front of me. The opposite of a miracle in my point of view. A woman who looked young, but was impossible old. Her name was miracle.
Sage
She was my little miracle. The baby sister I’ve always wanted. Someone to share knowledge with, to be goofy with, and to love. My sister is so important to me.
sometimes events all fall into place such a way that i know they all happened for a reason. everything happens for a reason. fate exists, destiny exists, and just when nothing seems to be going your way, a miracle can turn the world around.
miracles can happen to anyone. they happen when people expect it the least, yet want it the most. miracles help people get what they want even though they might or might not deserve it.
i guess an example would be something like a christmas miracle and that is when something is wrong and they want something but then eventually they will get what they want.
Harley
Oh my God, 60 seconds to write about the first thing that comes into my head when I read the word miracle? Well, uhm, there isn’t much that really comes into my head. I don’t think miracles happen. Everything happens for a reason. And that’s pretty much it.
miracles is when the baby says the first word, when the old man who is told he cant beat cancer beats it. Miracles are falling in love when you think it can never happen. miracles happen everyday.
courtney
they called it a miracle but i hardly saw it that way. i was never one to believe that an all-mighty being was our overlord who gave us random acts of kindness. nonetheless what had happened was simply amazing. an occurrence against all odds. even quantum physicists would’ve been jaw-dropped.
lucas silva
It’s a miracle how we found each other. It’s a miracle how we fell in love and fell for each other. You are my miracle and I am yours. Together we shall make miracles and memories. i love you, my miracle.
It was a miracle, or so he believed, when the fire in front of him suddenly fizzled out and the children ran. The small kids ran from the burning school, as the flames subsided. He looked up to the heavens in awe as the other firemen removed their helmets, the flames were all gone now and they no longer needed to stay.
Tirloid
something unexpected and unable to be explained. a gift believe in miracles
laura
I haven’t had a miracle in a long time. It would be a miracle if i actually wwrote something good. I don’t think i will. Anyways, a long time ago, i did have a miracle though. I actually saved my grandfathers life.
Bryce Castillo
it was a miracle that we made it out alive. And when I say miracle I mean a miracle. What happened to us defies all logic and probability. But that doesn’t mean that it can’t or didn’t happen. As God as my witness it happened.
It is a miracle to stubble over my future,… a path to a new life that fills me with smiles, joy, meaning and purpose, a place where I see others flourish, being able to use my everyday for the betterment of community
Sarah
miracle,the first thing that comes to mind is from that ground up song yesterday, i really listen to a lot of music. i guess portugal comes to mind, remember how i went there? that was cool as shit, im well traveled, moreso than most people. that is awesome and incredible, it has instilled such an itch in me, i need to see everything, i hope i can.
caroline
She was an angel and every step was its own little miracle. A miracle that she was still alive. A miracle that the doctors didn’t give up, but she didn’t have much longer.
Life is a miracle, or so I’m told. That was all about to change however… in a rather mysterious way.
I really wasn’t aware of what was about to happen. If I had been, maybe I’d have taken
psketti
My son is a miracle. He is a blessing and a beautiful little piece of my soul.
LeCretia
Sometimes things happen for a reason. I do believe in miracles, at least I think I do. Sometmes people apparently die, and then come back to life- that is a miracle. Sometimes those who were supposed to have been brain dead end up be ing okay= that is a miracle. Miracles happen every day, and I believe that we must believe in miracles.
Joanne
The miracle of it all was when I first laid eyes on you. It was the first time I felt love. We were awkward and 14, I knew then that I would sweetly, wistfully suffer for the rest of my life, unable to love another, even though, most of this time over these past 9 years you have only loved me back for a short while. The miracle of love, for me, is that it doesn’t matter I had you for a time and I will always carry you with me, in the back of my mind and the front of my heart. You were and always will be my miracle. I hope someday, I can be yours. I love you A.G.S.
Windy
It would be a miracle if I could finally get a decent job and stop all this hunting and rejection. It would be a miracle if somehow, some way I could get out of this funk that makes me feel less than human. It would be a miracle if I could find the old me again, before I got beaten down by being lied to and manipulated into submission. It would be a miracle if I didn’t give up totally.
LJ
She held the little girl in her arms, staring in amazement at the tiny face. She had made this child. And the child had survived the hard, two months early labour. Gently, she ran a finger down the side of her daughter’s cheek. Her little girl. Her miracle.
Natasha Merriman
“It’s a miracle”, they say, but what is a miracle? A surprising moment of something or someone pulling through despite previous thought? What makes a miracle a miracle? What is the size of one? Or is it measured by caliber.
Lenise T.
i have seen many miracles in my life. God healed my spine that was broken and meant i would walk normally again. I don’t often acknowledge it but he has saved my life and that is a miracle in itself. He is my world and that has been the biggest miracle.
Anna
Is the miracle in melting or molding
Is it in experiencing and reflecting
or the moment– the pause
between life and what slips between
The bars of our rhymes and reason
Allee Cooper
Miracles are not acts of God. They are performed when many people all hope for the same thing. The stronger the conviction of a people, the more chance the miracle will happen. Miracles are created, they don’t just happen. With enough belief, anyone can create a miracle.
Drenieon
One day, Carrie was sitting alone in a waiting room. Waiting. Waiting. Waiting. The ticking of the clock seemed to drive her crazy. She was waiting. Waiting for some good news. Then the doctor walked in.
Lena
The miracle of my life is that I am still walking and chewing gum. I probably should have given up or fallen into a black hole but no, I believe in miracles and I am finding such joy in being alive sometimes I scare myself. My tiny black kitten sits above my chair playing with my hair. I can hear her purring in my left ear. Sun light from the open window touches my right shoulder in contrast to her pitch-black fur. Ah don’t tell me life isn’t a miracle as she tangles my hair I hum along with her purring and know I’m going to make it through.
mary rose betten
It was a miracle. Even though the candle had burned down to the wick, I could still see his beautiful face in the darkness. It was fate, destiny…it was love. And at that moment, I knew.
“Yes.” I said, grasping his face in my hands.
I slipped the ring onto my finger. Finally.
Zoe
She pushed one more time with the little energy she had left, her face soaked with perspiration and her dark eyes gleaming with exhaustion. The physical pain, she had become accustomed to by now, but the anxiety and fear that her child might have been wounded, hurt or even worse—dead, continued to throb in her head, causing her much more pain emotionally than any physical pain she had been inflicted with in all her life.
Then, it happened. She heard the sweetest sound—the sound of life, a baby’s first breath and cry.
Her baby’s.
It was a miracle.
She gasped in relief, hot tears rolled down her wounded cheeks. But then, her surroundings were lulled and began to blur, she felt herself floating mid-way between consciousness and unconsciousness. “Bella—Bella stay. Bella stay with me,” she hard a muffled voice, crying for her to live—to breathe.
Harry. It was Harry.
But it seemed as though it was too late. Though, for now, she continued to breathe, it seemed that her life was reaching its end as unconsciousness drew her in to its full might.
Aisha
i just did this. joder no sabia como frequencia yo uso la letra “m” necisito fix mi laptop jooooooodeerrrrr!
dro
She hadn’t seen him before. Before this moment, he had always been inside of her, waiting to come out. Now, after having experienced all of this pain, all of this sadness, there he was right in front of her, breathing, crying. She didn’t care that seeing him and calling him a miracle might have been considered cliche. If it was, it didn’t make him any less beautiful, any less of a miracle to her.
I felt very strange after getting stabbed in the heart with two pencils. It was a miracle I could even recollect this memory after gaining consciousness two minutes ago. The hospital bed didn’t suit me at all. I could feel the aches throughout my body. I’ve been here too long.
it’s a miracle! she said as she opened the present her father had gave to her. I’ve always wanted a pony! she screamed in joy. She rode her pony
alonso
the things that you look back on in retrospect that you learned a lesson from. that you are alive and well. that the world keeps spinning. That love exists and is worth fighting for.
my daughter. something miraculous. awesome. amazing. dream come true. love. my boyfriend. family. friends actually being real.
There seem to be false hopes about these things. Miracles are useless to think about! Aren’t they? I mean, how many times have you walked down the street and seen a miracle happen? I’ll answer that myself: probably never. Miracles are guilty pleasures for the hopeless. And yet…
You convinced me to wear your glasses when that drunk girl broke mine, and it took us past curfew to drive back to your house. But it was the best drive I’d had since my road test. And I kept your glasses, though it blinds my eyes.
Miracles happen everyday. It’s just a matter of how willing people are to notice them.
Miracle in my eyes every morning. I’m not tired to appreciate your beauty devil.
Miracle, what a gift. What a word. Who would have thought the origin was this. The ancient being in front of me. The opposite of a miracle in my point of view. A woman who looked young, but was impossible old. Her name was miracle.
She was my little miracle. The baby sister I’ve always wanted. Someone to share knowledge with, to be goofy with, and to love. My sister is so important to me.
sometimes events all fall into place such a way that i know they all happened for a reason. everything happens for a reason. fate exists, destiny exists, and just when nothing seems to be going your way, a miracle can turn the world around.
miracles can happen to anyone. they happen when people expect it the least, yet want it the most. miracles help people get what they want even though they might or might not deserve it.
i guess an example would be something like a christmas miracle and that is when something is wrong and they want something but then eventually they will get what they want.
Oh my God, 60 seconds to write about the first thing that comes into my head when I read the word miracle? Well, uhm, there isn’t much that really comes into my head. I don’t think miracles happen. Everything happens for a reason. And that’s pretty much it.
The oracle foresaw a miracle – a spectacle to be chronicled and carried on the clavicle.
miracles is when the baby says the first word, when the old man who is told he cant beat cancer beats it. Miracles are falling in love when you think it can never happen. miracles happen everyday.
they called it a miracle but i hardly saw it that way. i was never one to believe that an all-mighty being was our overlord who gave us random acts of kindness. nonetheless what had happened was simply amazing. an occurrence against all odds. even quantum physicists would’ve been jaw-dropped.
It’s a miracle how we found each other. It’s a miracle how we fell in love and fell for each other. You are my miracle and I am yours. Together we shall make miracles and memories. i love you, my miracle.
It was a miracle, or so he believed, when the fire in front of him suddenly fizzled out and the children ran. The small kids ran from the burning school, as the flames subsided. He looked up to the heavens in awe as the other firemen removed their helmets, the flames were all gone now and they no longer needed to stay.
something unexpected and unable to be explained. a gift believe in miracles
I haven’t had a miracle in a long time. It would be a miracle if i actually wwrote something good. I don’t think i will. Anyways, a long time ago, i did have a miracle though. I actually saved my grandfathers life.
it was a miracle that we made it out alive. And when I say miracle I mean a miracle. What happened to us defies all logic and probability. But that doesn’t mean that it can’t or didn’t happen. As God as my witness it happened.
It is a miracle to stubble over my future,… a path to a new life that fills me with smiles, joy, meaning and purpose, a place where I see others flourish, being able to use my everyday for the betterment of community
miracle,the first thing that comes to mind is from that ground up song yesterday, i really listen to a lot of music. i guess portugal comes to mind, remember how i went there? that was cool as shit, im well traveled, moreso than most people. that is awesome and incredible, it has instilled such an itch in me, i need to see everything, i hope i can.
She was an angel and every step was its own little miracle. A miracle that she was still alive. A miracle that the doctors didn’t give up, but she didn’t have much longer.
Life is a miracle, or so I’m told. That was all about to change however… in a rather mysterious way.
I really wasn’t aware of what was about to happen. If I had been, maybe I’d have taken
My son is a miracle. He is a blessing and a beautiful little piece of my soul.
Sometimes things happen for a reason. I do believe in miracles, at least I think I do. Sometmes people apparently die, and then come back to life- that is a miracle. Sometimes those who were supposed to have been brain dead end up be ing okay= that is a miracle. Miracles happen every day, and I believe that we must believe in miracles.
The miracle of it all was when I first laid eyes on you. It was the first time I felt love. We were awkward and 14, I knew then that I would sweetly, wistfully suffer for the rest of my life, unable to love another, even though, most of this time over these past 9 years you have only loved me back for a short while. The miracle of love, for me, is that it doesn’t matter I had you for a time and I will always carry you with me, in the back of my mind and the front of my heart. You were and always will be my miracle. I hope someday, I can be yours. I love you A.G.S.
It would be a miracle if I could finally get a decent job and stop all this hunting and rejection. It would be a miracle if somehow, some way I could get out of this funk that makes me feel less than human. It would be a miracle if I could find the old me again, before I got beaten down by being lied to and manipulated into submission. It would be a miracle if I didn’t give up totally.
She held the little girl in her arms, staring in amazement at the tiny face. She had made this child. And the child had survived the hard, two months early labour. Gently, she ran a finger down the side of her daughter’s cheek. Her little girl. Her miracle.
“It’s a miracle”, they say, but what is a miracle? A surprising moment of something or someone pulling through despite previous thought? What makes a miracle a miracle? What is the size of one? Or is it measured by caliber.
i have seen many miracles in my life. God healed my spine that was broken and meant i would walk normally again. I don’t often acknowledge it but he has saved my life and that is a miracle in itself. He is my world and that has been the biggest miracle.
Is the miracle in melting or molding
Is it in experiencing and reflecting
or the moment– the pause
between life and what slips between
The bars of our rhymes and reason
Miracles are not acts of God. They are performed when many people all hope for the same thing. The stronger the conviction of a people, the more chance the miracle will happen. Miracles are created, they don’t just happen. With enough belief, anyone can create a miracle.
One day, Carrie was sitting alone in a waiting room. Waiting. Waiting. Waiting. The ticking of the clock seemed to drive her crazy. She was waiting. Waiting for some good news. Then the doctor walked in.
The miracle of my life is that I am still walking and chewing gum. I probably should have given up or fallen into a black hole but no, I believe in miracles and I am finding such joy in being alive sometimes I scare myself. My tiny black kitten sits above my chair playing with my hair. I can hear her purring in my left ear. Sun light from the open window touches my right shoulder in contrast to her pitch-black fur. Ah don’t tell me life isn’t a miracle as she tangles my hair I hum along with her purring and know I’m going to make it through.
It was a miracle. Even though the candle had burned down to the wick, I could still see his beautiful face in the darkness. It was fate, destiny…it was love. And at that moment, I knew.
“Yes.” I said, grasping his face in my hands.
I slipped the ring onto my finger. Finally.
She pushed one more time with the little energy she had left, her face soaked with perspiration and her dark eyes gleaming with exhaustion. The physical pain, she had become accustomed to by now, but the anxiety and fear that her child might have been wounded, hurt or even worse—dead, continued to throb in her head, causing her much more pain emotionally than any physical pain she had been inflicted with in all her life.
Then, it happened. She heard the sweetest sound—the sound of life, a baby’s first breath and cry.
Her baby’s.
It was a miracle.
She gasped in relief, hot tears rolled down her wounded cheeks. But then, her surroundings were lulled and began to blur, she felt herself floating mid-way between consciousness and unconsciousness. “Bella—Bella stay. Bella stay with me,” she hard a muffled voice, crying for her to live—to breathe.
Harry. It was Harry.
But it seemed as though it was too late. Though, for now, she continued to breathe, it seemed that her life was reaching its end as unconsciousness drew her in to its full might.
i just did this. joder no sabia como frequencia yo uso la letra “m” necisito fix mi laptop jooooooodeerrrrr!
She hadn’t seen him before. Before this moment, he had always been inside of her, waiting to come out. Now, after having experienced all of this pain, all of this sadness, there he was right in front of her, breathing, crying. She didn’t care that seeing him and calling him a miracle might have been considered cliche. If it was, it didn’t make him any less beautiful, any less of a miracle to her.
I felt very strange after getting stabbed in the heart with two pencils. It was a miracle I could even recollect this memory after gaining consciousness two minutes ago. The hospital bed didn’t suit me at all. I could feel the aches throughout my body. I’ve been here too long.
it’s a miracle! she said as she opened the present her father had gave to her. I’ve always wanted a pony! she screamed in joy. She rode her pony
the things that you look back on in retrospect that you learned a lesson from. that you are alive and well. that the world keeps spinning. That love exists and is worth fighting for.