[Marcus Aurelius](https://www.pexels.com/photo/photo-of-woman-sitting-on-wheelchair-while-leaning-on-wall-4064231/)
First, I'd like to thank @ecotrain for this initiative and the topic. I have desired a platform where I could share my experiences on miracles that I have witnessed over time. Miracles exist and if you believe, you may have one in the area where you feel pain.
In the year 2012, it was my first time at the Redemption Camp of the Redeemed Christain Church of God. My fiance had invited me to the annual convention of the church. The congregation is usually the largest single gathering in the world.
The man of God had preached on the need to shout ***Hallelujah***. He stressed it, how the children of Israel shouted at the walls of Jericho and how the walls came down and the people claimed the city.
Before Pastor Adeboye took over the pulpit, there had been sessions of prayers. The congregants have been led into a series of prayers for Thanksgiving, for mercy, for breakthrough and so on.
Offerings were made and then people who had received a miracle in programmes ce to testify of the goodness of God. There were many of them. A married couple who had been married for over 28 years gave birth to a set of triplets and sent the whole set to the gathering agog. There was another testimony of a man who had a fatal car crash and had no crash. The testimonies just kept coming.
At my seat, I began to say within me:
> Can these things be real?
### Live Multiple Miracles
The General Overseer of the ministry came on board and preached. It was my first time seeing him live. He preached with so much authority of the word.
After what seemed two hours of preaching, he gave an altar call for those who want ro be saved and repent of their sins. I joined them. I had to run a far distance to meet the call at the altar. It was a sincere decision. I am grateful to my fiancee who later turned my wife for the invitation to the programme.
That decision is something that changed my life completely after that meeting.
After the message. The altar was opened for people who will love to pray. At that time, I had a lot of challenges. I was addicted to alcohol and cigarette smoking. And I can hardly point to any savings even though I worked and earned salaries.
At the altar was this young man bound in chains. He was a complete description of a mad man. He was surrounded by a team of pastors.
Many people were either crippled or blind or deaf. Many were rolled in on their sickbeds.
Andrea Piacquadio](https://www.pexels.com/photo/man-in-blue-crew-neck-shirt-wearing-black-framed-eyeglasses-3907674/)
I prayed for over an hour and got exhausted. As I turned back and left the altar, I saw a cripple rise from his wheelchair. The whole place went in jubilation.
While that was being celebrated, another crippled on a wheelchair in a distance away from where I stood got up and began to run towards the altar.
Now my unbelief was drowning. I never could have thought that miracles truly existed until it happened right there in my eyes.
The one that killed my unbelief was the mad man right there before me. While the prayer got so much intended, he vomited some liquid like purple on colour. Then, he became sound in mind. He asked those who were around him where he was and what he was doing here.
The shout of ***Hallelujah*** filled the air. Miracles are everywhere around me. This can only be the supreme one. The one whose reign is forever. The Almighty. The man of war. Our healer.
***Now I believe in miracles.***
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