My Miracles: A Story of God’s Miraculous Provision Throughout a Lifetime of Many Tragedies

By Sarah Ann Jane

Sarah Ann grew up in a somewhat dysfunctional family and shares some of the difficulties that came along with that. She faced many unbearable tragedies during her lifetime, from physical and mental abuse, losing her first love to suicide and the loss of her husband while he slept beside her. She shares about her growth in her relationship with the Lord and how the many difficulties strengthened her relationship with Him. She looks at her life as the perfect picture of tragedy to triumph.

• Language: English
• Publisher: WestBow Press
• Release date: Feb 17, 2021
• ISBN: 9781664222380

Sarah Ann Jane

Sarah Ann Jane began her writing in poetry and was nominated for APA new poet of the year in her first year writing. Sarah lives in Southern California with her husband, Travis, 2 exceptionally spoiled dogs and her witty 38 year old parrot. She and her husband enjoy traveling abroad. She lived in Kentucky for twenty years before moving back to California and brought back with her the love for southern comfort food. She considers cooking a hobby and considers herself a total foodie.

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Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Chapter 30

Chapter 31

Chapter 32

Chapter 33

Chapter 34

Chapter 35

Chapter 36

Chapter 37

Chapter 38

Chapter 39

Chapter 40

Chapter 41

Chapter 42

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Chapter 1

God sometimes works in ways we may never see until much later. I can look back now on the many trials and troubles that I’ve gone through and see God’s hand at work in fulfilling His plan for me. Although I wish I could have been spared all the hurt and pain, I wouldn’t change a thing in knowing that I’d end up just where He wanted me to be.

First off, I’d like to share a very recent miraculous blessing. In fact, it happened today.

As I’ve been writing my story, I’ve shared some of the amazing miracles that I’ve seen in my life. Before I sat down to continue writing today, I decided to call the bank to check on my account balance. I had called a few days ago and then went and did some shopping. I called today just to check and see how my account was doing because I was sure that I had spent way more than I had planned the other day. After I went through the automated selection, I chose Check Account Balance. Much to my surprise, my account was two hundred dollars more than when I called the other day! I thought, well, I better call and find out why. After holding for about thirty minutes, I finally got connected to an account representative. I explained my situation and asked if there had been any kind if credit applied to my account. She looked and said there hadn’t been. I asked again about my balance and I’m happy to say that God blessed me with another supernatural miracle. God’s always been good to me that way. Sometimes I think He just likes to see my reaction. Isn’t God good? Actually, good doesn’t even begin to describe Him.

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Chapter 2

As a child, I was raised in the Catholic Church. That’s what was expected in Italian families. Catechism classes on Saturdays, Church on Sundays and confession on Wednesdays. I never knew my father and my mom wasn’t a church goer. I sometimes think that she sent us six kids to church just to get a break. But I’d also like to think that she thought it was a good thing for us, thinking that’s what her parents had done for her.

I learned the fear of the Lord, because that’s something that the church taught. I also learned and memorized many important bible verses. I’m thankful for that, but I wish I would have learned more about the mercy and grace of God and the fact that He desired to have a personal relationship with me. There was a feeling there that God was far above and beyond our reach. That’s simply not true.

As a child, I can remember speaking to God. I think it was because, on the inside, I was a broken little girl who desperately wanted to feel loved. I said my prayers every night, feeling like it was more like my duty, and not because God loves it when we make time to just sit and talk with Him. I wanted to believe that God truly did love me.

My mom wasn’t much in the way of showing love and affection, although I believed deep down that she really did love me. I always hoped that anyway. I never knew anything about my real father. He had left when I was just a baby. My ray of sunshine was my grandparents.

I spent lots of time at my grandparent’s home and loved every minute of it. I was their first grandchild and they showered me with the much-needed love and affection that I so desperately longed for. I felt safe and secure there, which was the complete opposite of what I felt at home. I can remember my grandma telling me God’s gonna to get you! when I’d be misbehaving. Another seed planted that I should fear God.

Now let me say this, my mom wasn’t a horrible or mean person. I think that she just had her own demons that she was dealing with and wasn’t able to give us kids the love and affection each