I’m trying to think of a way to set this up so we don’t add to the many texts and emails that we all get. Maybe I’ll make a forum page. In the meantime, I’ll just post them here. So this month we are studying Lesson 1 Way of Mastery Exercises The Goal is Christed…
When Does it Stop Feeling Good to be Right? – At the Cost of Someone Else Being Wrong?
This morning on my way home from dropping my daughter off at school, I cut someone off, and saw a bit of my dark side I thought had left for good. I didn’t cut the man off on purpose, he was driving about 20 miles over the speed limit, and got to me way before…
#976 Pages From Beyond
A miracle from Paula in Michigan. My father-in-law is 96 years old and in pretty good health, but he has occasional problems with his heart and he tends to worry about it quite a bit. Last winter his heart was in Arrhythmia and he needed an out-patient procedure that included a shock to his heart…
#977 The Power of Uniting in a Desire
Once when my daughter was around 4 years old, we were talking about birds. She told me how much she loved birds, and how she wanted one for a pet. I told her that birds needed to fly for exercise, so it would be a lot of work to have one as a pet. We…
#978 There Was No Pain
Here is a miracle from Trish of DC who had an experience with death on the operating table ten years ago. Trish had been diagnosed with cancer and had just undergone a bilateral mastectomy. Following the long surgery, at some point during the night, she began to bleed profusely. She was rushed to emergency surgery…
#980 Giving is Receiving Miracle
One night, I was having one of those gray nights of the soul. It wasn’t that dark, but I wasn’t feeling connected to spirit or humanity at all. I was feeling wrong for some reason. I was examining my life and the choices I had made to get to where I was in the present….
#981 The Story of My First Miracle
Here is a miracle from my mom, Alice… Although I, personally, feel that I have experienced many miracles in my long lifetime, several aspects of this first one, more than probably, put down the foundation for my faith. When I was 9 years old, and after receiving a consent from the “owner,” I brought home…