Miracles

I believe in miracles.

I believe in miracles because there are things that even science can’t explain, things that are beyond our level of understanding.

Take the beginning of the world, for instance. Some people believe in the Big Bang Theory, and some believe that God, or a higher power, created it all. Either way, the fact that everything exploded into place or that a higher power caused there to be light and darkness seems unfathomable, even with what science has to say about it.

I believe in miracles because I’ve heard stories of things that shouldn’t be possible, and I’ve experienced things that shouldn’t be possible.

How is it that someone’s newborn can be alive after the doctors declared the baby dead?

How is it that a car crashed into an electrical pole, nearly caught on fire, was a total loss and not one person comes out the vehicle with a broken bone?

How is it that someone’s sickness is eradicated without any medical treatment?

My answer: Miracles.

There is too much out in the world to rule anything out. There is too much in the world to go strictly by what science says. There are discoveries to be made, species not yet identified, concepts not yet grasped, so why should the very idea of miracles existing be anything less than logical?

It shouldn’t.

Even in T.V shows or movies, there are characters who hope for their situation to turn around, even when there’s every indication that the situation will remain the same. With the endless possibilities out in the universe, there is very little that is truly impossible.

I believe in miracles because they make sense. They make sense because so much happens that we don’t know, things that to us don’t make sense.

Besides, believing (in non-violent things) never hurt anyone anyway.