Miracle Message

It was New Year’s Day: January 1, 2020. I hadn’t yet heard of the coronavirus. My hubby and I went for a walk by the lake. The day was cold but sunny and bright.

“I need more quiet time,” I told my husband. “I think that’s what is missing from my life.” Life seemed to be one big rushed routine. I was juggling two jobs, trying to write, which always came last, take our children to their activities, all of which consumed my time and left me exhausted.

“What is my purpose here?” I asked my hubby. “What is my life’s purpose? I wish I knew if I even have purpose. I think God wants me to be more giving,” I said wondering if God even existed. It’s hard for me to have faith in things I can’t see. By giving I meant reaching out to people beyond my circle, by giving my time and my money to others in need.

“But how can I give when I feel so financially insecure?” I asked. We stopped at the Tim Horton’s coffee shop on Lakeshore and sat down for a coffee and donut. I wrote my goals in a new 2020 diary I’d recently bought.

Later that evening, I looked for the diary and couldn’t find it anywhere. My hubby and I searched the car and our home several times.

“I’m going back to Tim Horton’s,” I said. “I must have left it there.” I entered the coffee shop and saw three men sitting at the table where we’d sat that morning. They appeared to be homeless and looked scruffy and bedraggled. I approached the counter and asked the server if a diary had been turned in and I explained that I might have left it at the table where the three men were sitting. He looked doubtfully at the men. No diary had been turned in but he told me I could ask the men if I wanted to, but that I should be careful.

“Excuse me,” I asked standing awkwardly at the table. “Sorry to bother you, but I was wondering if you’d seen a diary. I think I left it at this table this morning.”
“No! No diary,” said one man gruffly.
“Okay. Thank you,” I answered walking away.
“Wait,” one of them called out. “I have a message for you. I have a message from the Big Man Himself.” He got up from the chair and stood before me.
I wasn’t sure what to make of this. I stepped back. He looked as though he hadn’t bathed in days but his unshaven face was joyful and he was smiling. He looked kindly at me.

“You are so busy in your life with your children and everything that you’re doing. God is trying to speak to you but you’re too busy to hear him.”

I was stunned. How could this man know about my life? I said nothing. He reached out his arms to me. “When you give with this hand, you get back with this hand,” he said. “Don’t be afraid to give. You have purpose,” he said. “You are loved.”

I didn’t know what to say.

“Thank you,” I said. “I got the message.”

“It’s not from me. It’s from God. Can I have a hug?”

I walked toward him and he gave me a bear hug. The server rushed over. “Ma’am. Ma’am, are you okay? You don’t have to do that.”

“I’m okay,” I said still stunned that God had answered me. “I’m okay.”

“You were meant to come here looking for your diary,” the homeless man said smiling.

When I went back home, I searched the car again for the diary and found it in a place we’d previously searched – in the back on the floor.

I realized I’d got the answers to my prayers, answers that I’d been seeking for a long time. I realized I’d experienced a miracle.

I haven’t shared this story with many except my family and closest friends especially because we live in this secular society where many don’t mention God. But it occurred to me that I got this message before the pandemic. It came at the right time. It’s what I’ve held on to in all of this past year’s uncertainty and fear. It’s what I hold on to every time I begin to lose hope or faith. I woke up this morning thinking of this message and decided I needed to share it widely. I want the world to have hope and faith. I want the world to know these things:

Have no preconceived notions about a messenger’s appearance.
Give freely.
You have purpose.
You are loved.
Make time for God.

14 replies
  1. Tracy Pinchin
    Tracy Pinchin says:

    I love this Peta Gaye! I’ve asked myself those same questions many times. Yes, I think God is listening. ❤️🙏🏻

  2. Beva Cherkiss
    Beva Cherkiss says:

    I enjoyed and absolutely believe you were in communion with the source.
    I too have been in a different situation with the same realization.
    Believe 🙏❤️

    • Peta-Gaye Nash
      Peta-Gaye Nash says:

      Thank you. It was a life changing experience and whenever I doubt or I need guidance, I remember, yes! God is listening.

  3. Nicholas Chuck
    Nicholas Chuck says:

    Wow Peta Gaye, I am glad I was curious enough to read this! This past year has been unbelievably hard for so many and your small miracle that you experienced makes you realize there is a bigger being and that we cannot forget His awesomeness and His continued existence in our lives every day.

  4. Annamarie
    Annamarie says:

    Beautiful Peta-Gaye, thanks for sharing. God shows up for us in ways we often don’t expect. Never doubt to share his love by word or otherwise…it’s what we are destined to do. Love you

  5. Leeanne Bayley-Hay
    Leeanne Bayley-Hay says:

    I remember when you shared this experience with me and it still gives me goose bumps! I love hearing it and I admire you for sharing it freely.

  6. Elaine Hirn
    Elaine Hirn says:

    For those who are unsure about organized religion like me I align myself with the Universe and it’s ability to guide me with whispers from old souls. That may well be
    Gods work but up to now I have found comfort in responding to what I call the Universe. For sure, much is out of our control and we should listen for the whispers that are meant to guide us.

  7. Tony R
    Tony R says:

    It probably only took 20 minutes to realize the beauty of that mountaintop experience! 🐫 ⛰ Loved the encounter you had! —TR

  8. Henry Donnestad
    Henry Donnestad says:

    Dear Peta Gaye and family.
    Thank you for sharing the story. Even if we can not see God, he take care and helps us. We pray for you and your family every day. Take care and God bless you.
    Love from Karin Brit and Henry.

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