My Miracle From Heaven 

Four years ago, I was going through a rough patch in my life. At a medical facility, I really enjoyed the patients I came in contact with every day, but my boss disliked me. Lord knows I didn’t understand why, since every day I wore a smile on my face and was ready to start my shift. After a year, I felt in my spirit that enough was enough! I began looking for another job, but it didn’t last long. Following the submission of my job application, I received a phone call inviting me to an interview. Yes! I was grateful and excited that God had paved the way for me. Soon after, I was hired and gave my two-week notice. The first day at my new job was wonderful. My new boss seemed excited to have me on board. In the weeks that followed, I began to notice that my boss was acting differently towards me. Consequently, I asked my colleague if this was her normal behavior. The young lady said something is not right to her as well. After a couple days, our boss told us she hired someone else to assist us. We were excited to meet our new coworker. I was asked if I could train her when she arrived at work the next day. I gladly agreed. After a week, things began to spiral out of control with my new coworker. She began telling our boss things that wasn’t true about us. A few days later, my boss called me into the office and fired me. Initially, I was upset and didn’t really understand what happened. Please remember I left my former job only a month before I went to that one. I started seeking God like never before because I didn’t know how I was going to pay my bills. The month was December 2018, and I remember looking at my grandchildren who lived with me at the time and asking myself, “What am I going to do?”? Lord, I need your help right now! Please send me a miracle! I continued to pray to God for a miracle day after day. I felt as if God just stopped speaking to me. Occasionally, I would even become upset and yell “Where are you God?” Interestingly, about a month and a half later on January 19, 2019 I was asleep in my bed. I jumped out of a dream where someone was driving a car with me in it off a cliff. It was dark and I couldn’t see anything. I shouted my daughter’s name, but she didn’t hear me. I finally made my way to my daughter’s door and pounded on her door until she opened it. I tell my daughter to dial 911 because something doesn’t seem right. As soon as she calls, she says they are on their way. When my daughter asks what’s wrong, I respond that I don’t know. However, I can’t see and everything is moving. By the time EMS arrived and began treating me, I was able to see again. He asked me what hospital would I like to go to and I heard Jesus saying the hospital’s name. I told him what I heard. When we arrived at the hospital, I was having some sort of experience again. I could no longer see my daughter but I could hear her crying. What’s wrong with my mom? I want you all to do something to help her! After the episode was over, I heard the Lord say to tell them there was something wrong with my brain, but I didn’t say anything right away. After the third time he said it, I then yelled it out loud. There is something wrong with my brain! The Lord spoke again and said these three letters over and over until I said them aloud. After hearing “MRI… MRI… MRI” I yelled, “I need an MRI!” A nurse then asked me, “Who is your doctor?” I replied, “Jesus!” At this point, they probably think I’m crazy. I was taken to this room and told the doctor would be here shortly. Then that small sweet voice says to me, “Now I’ll heal you.” Thank you. I cried. It felt like someone was touching me but there was no one there. Right away I told my daughter I was feeling sick. After I began regurgitating, I couldn’t recall much, but I eventually came to. In a shaky voice, my daughter said momma, and I replied yes… she said it was like someone lifted you up and laid you back down when you stopped vomiting. Honestly, I was feeling that way as well, but she was able to see God’s Angels in action. After that, I asked my daughter if I had gone for my MRI, and she said no. After that, a man entered my room without looking at me or speaking to me. I heard him yelling out my room door as he held a clipboard. I need an MRI in this room Stat and just walked out. Then everyone started running towards my room to take me to get an MRI. When the results came back, the doctors said that you had several strokes, but they also looked confused. They couldn’t understand what they saw on my MRI, but I looked like I didn’t experience anything! I give all the Glory to God! He is so faithful! For all that time, I was praying for a miracle. In the end, God saved my life and healed me completely! Praise God, Hallelujah, Hallelujah! I never said what kind of Miracle I wanted, but God knew what I needed and used that Miracle right where it was needed it without me even knowing it. This is for anyone out there in need of encouragement. God is a HEALER! It is my prayer that my testimony has blessed you. May God continue bless you all. Be steadfast and believe what God says not man. Stand on his word and continue to pray. Remember that Jesus loves you and so do I. 

Written by Michelle Jackson