You know there are too many stories about paranormal and supernatural beings that my grandmother used to tell us when were young some of them are too unbelievable to even think about nor remember but somehow such memories bring back its effect now that I can see them with my own eyes. Like seeing is believing.
As I've told you about the time when I was frying an egg on the iron skillet pan and right before my eyes the egg spread like a duck. The shape of a duck . I am not using any flipper to touch it. I cracked the egg on the pan, let it stay there on hot oil fry itself, until the egg moves in its direction shaping itself like a duck shape. I was unmoved trying to find words what caused that thing to happen. It was like crazy. I cannot scream nor rush to get my camera and have it caption for a video of some sort while its being unfold right before my eyes. Like I was hypnotized and say, hey look at this and don't blink your eyes.
Remember the movie of Tom Hanks in "The Da Vinci Code?" At the last part of that movie wherein Tom is shaving his beard then he had a small cut on his face and then the blood drips on the sink and then the blood starts to move in a direction to the right -->-------------------------------- yeah like a sword. Isn't that amazing? That's why when you see Tom crying like a child he had seen a miracle that the first and half of that movie didn't show anything that would make him believe.
Even the movie "Passion of Christ" directed by Mel Gibson had its moments of miracles. Miracles, mystery or magic? But who is performing the magic?
My husband went fishing days ago. He promised me he will go fishing for rock cod. He did caught one medium size fish and he gave it to me. While I was about to clean it the fish flipped wildly and I couldn't help yelled at him. The rock cod is still alive. How could that be? It's been out of the water for 4 hours from the ocean and back at home. Ah maybe that fish is extra ordinary. One of a kind. So I took the lungs out, the guts and the gills. There is nothing inside, totally clean ready for cooking. I left it for a while for its too early too cook and when I'm back at the kitchen...the fish was still breathing.
If we still have the aquarium I could have just let it swim there and fight for its life.
Note: The story about the duck and the fish is REAL. No magic or illusion. It just happened. Don't you have any miracle happening in your life? You must be dead.
