Hello dear friends.

Miracles often sounded like magic to me. I will never believe that the miracles I read about in the newspapers or on television are real.

The confessions made by some people who performed miracles and conspiracies and who called themselves men of God made me believe in miracles. These were my thoughts on a statement of wonders as I do not regret until one day.

I wish a forum where I could share my experience with the miracles I have witnessed over time. Miracles are there and if you believe, you can have another place where you feel pain.

In 2012, it was the first time in the Redeemed Christian Church of God Redemption Campaign. My girlfriend invited me to an annual church meeting. The congregation is usually the largest single congregation in the world.

The man of God had preached the need to shout Hallelujah. He stressed how the children of Israel cried out to the walls of Jericho and how the walls came down and the people called the city.

Before Pastor Adeboye took over the pulpit, there were prayer times. Congregations are led by a series of prayers of thanksgiving, mercy, accomplishments, and more.

Offerings were made and then people were able to experience a miracle in the witness work of God's goodness. They were many of them, a married couple who had been married for over 28 years gave birth to three twins and sent the entire party. There was further evidence of a man who was in a car accident that did not collide. The evidence just kept coming.

From my seat, I began to say within myself: Can these things be real?

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The Superintendent of Service came in and preached. It was the first time I had seen him live. He preached with so much power of the word.

After what seemed to be two hours of preaching, he called the altar to those who wanted to be saved and to repent of their sins. I joined them, I had to run a long distance to meet the altar call. It was an honest decision. I thank my fiancee for an invitation to the program.

That decision changed my life completely after that convention.

After the message. The altar was opened to those who would like to pray. At the time, I had many challenges. I was addicted to so many unworthy things. And I can't identify any savings even though I was working and earning.

The young man was chained on the altar. He was fully describing the crazy man. He was surrounded by a group of clergymen.

Many people were lame or blind or deaf. Many roll in their sickbed beds.

I prayed for over an hour and then got tired. As I turned and walked away from the altar, I saw a cripple get up from his wheelchair. It went everywhere with joy.

While the ceremony was being held, a man in a wheelchair got up from a distance and started running toward the altar.

Now my unbelief had sunk. I never thought that miracles really existed until they happened right there in my eyes.

What killed my disbelief was the madness in front of me. When the prayer was very intense, he poured out a liquid like a purple color. Then he became sober. He asked those around him where he was and what he was doing.

The shout of Hallelujah filled the air. Miracles abound everywhere in me. This can only be superficial. Whose dominion is eternal. Almighty. Man of war. Our Healer.

If you have ever experienced miracles, kindly share them in the comment box. Many people still do not believe it is possible.

Now I believe in miracles.

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