I've got my miracle story.
A real long time ago, before I learned of Mario...
It was not summer. I know that. The cover was over the pool and the ladder removed. I went outside, unnoticed, and fell in the pool, reaching for a toy. I don't remember it, but my Aunt who was babysitting me does. I came into the house soaking wet, and said "I fell in he pool. Don't worry, Grandpa got me out."
My grandpa's miracle, before this event: My mom's side of the family loses their memory at an old age. I might be lucky, getting my mom's health (for her side's... largness, they have astounding blood pressure) and my dad's memory (type #2 diabetic, but no memory problems), but my grandpa lost his memory. My mom prayed for him to remember his family before departing, and began losing her own focus because of constant prayer. The day before, he remembered everythng. He remembered everyone in the family, he remembered me, and we knew that the prayers came true. My mom called everyone announcing this, but knowing his time was gone. He died... but the prayers were fulfilled.
Oh, and while I find it unlikely that we came from monkeys, I believe the earth came about from a reaction... because God wanted it to happen. Where'd the moon come from? Ask God how he did it. See, religion and science don't have to cancel each other out!
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