I used to believe that miracles could happen every day when I was on my mission in England, and I used to see miracles every day, it was incredible. When I came home I guess I just stopped believing that miracles could happen outside of my mission. (The picture to the left is an example of a miracle I saw on my mission.) Well I was indeed very wrong about that and have been proven wrong in the past few days. I started believing in miracles again because of some things that happened to me.
One of the first being that I had to teach a lesson this Sunday at church, I had been thinking a lot about what I should teach and what the girls in my Relief Society needed to hear and about 3 weeks ago it just hit me that the subject of my lesson should be, "What makes us beautiful?" I guess just about everyone in my lesson that day needed to hear my lesson and I was told that one of the girls in my Relief Society has been saying that she is not beautiful lately and was one of the ones most affected by this lesson. It was incredible and I didn't feel like I was the one teaching. That was the first miracle.
The second miracle happened on Monday when I applied for and got accepted to the fast grad program the same day! Usually it takes 2-3 weeks to process and get everything done. I personally took my paper around to get all the signatures and everything just worked out perfectly with professors being there to be able to sign it. It was honestly just what I needed because it put my heart at rest.
THEN to add to miracles I heard about another one today from one of my mission companions. We taught a lady named Jean and she eventually got baptised, but her husband David was not exactly supportive or happy about, but today I heard this stroy about him: (It's in the form of my friend telling me over facebook chat.)
I know that miracles happen, and because I opened my eyes to them I have been seeing them everyday.
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