After a moment I couldn’t explain on a remote desert highway, my faith changed forever. This is my true miracle story.
Some miracles happen without fanfare.
No shimmering angels.
No booming voices.
Just an instant where reality bends … and a life is spared.
This is one of those stories…
I’d recently gone through a divorce after a long marriage. I decided to go to Las Vegas to unwind.
I had a rental car, so one day I drove off to California to see various sights.
As I left the city, I happened to look back and saw a sign that read:
“Las Vegas: 30 Miles”
The city was glowing faintly in the distance.
Unbeknownst to me, that detail would matter later.
My road trip was uneventful, and I decided to head back in the early evening.
As I drove, I had a strange sense of dread, as if I had something to be terribly concerned about.
I felt the need to pull over and ask God for safe passage back to the city.
After that, I didn’t think about my prayer again.
The desert was pitch black except for headlights of oncoming traffic and taillights ahead.
It was mesmerizing.
A local radio station urged drivers to remain alert and take extra precaution while driving.
As I drove on, my eyes became heavy. There were no safe places to pull off, so I continued on.
I told myself I could close my eyes for three or four seconds and then open them.
Apparently, the last time I did that… I didn’t open them.
I don’t know how much time passed.
But suddenly, I lifted my head and found myself in the bright lights of Las Vegas.
Not on the side of the road.
Not crashed.
Not drifting.
But safely driving, back in the city.
And then I remembered the sign I had seen that morning:
“Las Vegas: 30 Miles.”
I never saw it on my drive back into the city.
Which meant I must have traveled at least that distance — possibly more — with no conscious awareness of the drive.
When I realized what had happened (what I can only describe as a miracle!) I pulled over.
I stepped out into the cool evening air and thanked God for an event I didn’t comprehend.
What stands out most now is the sudden realization that I had experienced something far beyond myself.
I felt a presence greater than me had intervened, and somehow, I was still here.
From that day on, my faith was no longer just a ritual. It became real.
Once home, I met for coffee with a good friend, a Presbyterian minister.
I told him what had happened on that desert road.
His response was simple.
He was happy I had survived.
And he said, “God performs miracles every day. You just happened to be the recipient of one.”
I didn’t feel deserving of God’s intervention.
But I was still amazed that a force much greater than myself decided I was worthy.
This happened 25 years ago, but it remains as clear in my mind as if it happened yesterday.
I’ve shared my story with numerous people, and the reactions have been mixed.
But if there’s one thing I’d like people to take from my experience, it’s that God is good and waiting to hear from you.
This true miracle story was provided by:
- Name: John Halverson
- Gender: Male
- Age at the time of miracle: 52
- Location: Las Vegas, Nevada
- Profession: Home inspector, self employed
- Religion: Protestant Christian (Presbyterian and Nazarene)
Closing Reflections on This Real-Life Miracle Story
There was one line from this particular story that really struck me. When I asked this storyteller what he wanted people to take from his experience, he answered simply: “God is good and waiting to hear from you.”
I loved that line. Because in so many of the stories I receive, there’s a common thread woven through the miracles. Help seems to arrive when we step out of the way and allow it in. Never forced. Never imposed. Always invited.
Whether we call it God, intuition, angels, or the Higher Self, my sense is that loving guidance respects our freedom. It waits for our willingness. And when we ask (even clumsily, even skeptically), we open the door.
That’s why I don’t think I’ll ever tire of reading stories like this. They remind us that we’re not alone. But we’re also not puppets. We’re active participants in the unfolding of our lives. We can invite miracles in.
-Jen Elizabeth, website creator
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👋 Hi, I’m Jen Elizabeth, creator of this website. I share true stories of divine encounters, moments that remind us we’re never alone.
🌟 So many of us (people of ALL ages, religions, and cultures!) believe in miracles, signs, or angels. And many are beginning to share their true miracle moments. Yours might be the one that helps someone believe again.
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