A lot of people don't believe in miracles, so do I at first, because I had no personal relationship with God so I had no faith. There is this saying that goes "As Christians, is either you are born in the truth or you embraced it. I wasn't born in the truth so I embraced mine. What changed that?
The year 2016 I lost my dad due to an illness he battled with for years. It was a really tough One for everyone to move on. Few weeks after his death, I could recall I was at work when I suddenly felt my heart racing so hard, at first I thought it was normal then suddenly I was having difficult in breathing, headlightedness and dizzy, my boss noticed it then I was asked to go home to rest "maybe it's stress" as he said.
I got home to inform my mom about what happened, then she quickly suggests we visit a nearby hospital. We went and made a complaint about what happened which I was told to run some test before placing me in any medication or treatment which we did, the result came out few hours, and I was told it's typhoid and malaria. I was admitted at the hospital for the treatment, which I spent three days. But I wasn't responding to the treatment, I couldn't eat nor sleep, each time I inform the doctor about my health not improving despite the treatment he just assured me I will in due time.
The third day I was supposed to be discharged from the hospital, the doctor came to have a check on me, then he felt how my heart was beating so fast, at first, he was amazed judging from his expression on his face, he asked how I was feeling which I told him how I find it hard to sleep and all. He run some test, which he discovered I had a high blood pressure reaching 180/120 already. He was surprised with the results because it's unusual for someone to have the pressure at an early stage. He was further by asking questions like" do I take alcohol, do I engage in taking hard drugs" which I said no, then he concluded by saying probably I have been thinking a lot, maybe I have relationship issues which result to me thinking which I declined because I wasn't in any relationship at that time. Furthermore, he advised we stay more at the hospital for couple of days for him to know the cause and place me on drugs to reduce the blood pressure. But it keeps getting worse, I had a partial stroke. Then my mum insisted on going to another hospital.
We run different kinds of test like blood test, sugar level test and scan like chest scan since I was complaining of having difficulty in breathing but all says I was fine and nothing was wrong with any of my organs. All doctors insisted medically I was fine.
At that point, I already gave up more like there is no strength to fight for my life, but my mum never did, I can say she is the strongest person I have ever met. We went to different church programs, deliverance service, from one state to another, but there is still no improvement, in the process of attending programs in the church I was not only praying to get healed I was at the same time trying to mend my relationship with GOD thinking if worse comes worse.
Every day my mum fast and pray, then I noticed each time she does that I feel this peace in my heart and when she stops I feel uncomfortable, then I decided to pray with her one day, at that moment I was praying I slept off, I don't know how many hours I did, but that was the first time I rest my eyes for long since my sickness starts.
Then I had a dream. In that dream I saw myself with a bleeding cuts and wounds in my leg, I was in severe pain then someone dressed more like a doctor came and placed his hands on it and the wound disappeared. Immediately I woke up realising it was just a dream, but I was wrong because I just received my healing miracle.
SO YES I BELIEVE IN MIRACLE.