I've never had a miraculous healing like those. But my grandma and my sister have.
My sister had 3 fractures in her leg, and we found out the day before we left for our mission's trip to Mexico. Of course we still went, but it hurt her quite a bit. The 3rd day in she was regreting her decision for more then one reason. 1. because her leg hurt unbareably bad and 2. because she couldn;t do anything. On Easter Sunday her mission's church wanted her group to stay for service. All through out teh service she was yelling at God. Asking him why he didn't heal her and yadda yadda yadda. The preacher called her up to the front. And when my sister was seated in a chair, the pastor began to pray over her. Right before she was healed an intense pain shot up her leg and she started to cry. Then as quick as it came, it went away. Then she felt no pain... the pastor told her to get up, jump, run, move around. She was healed!! But the most joyful part is is that while all of this was happening someone that I know was telling God that unless he saw a miracle right then he was giving up on Him. That he was walking away from it all. And not 2 minutes later, my sister walks in w/ her leg healed. IT'S SOOOO AMAZING HOW GOD WORKS!!!! When we went home my doctor (who's a Jew, kind of funny how that worked out) took x-rays and couldnt find a trace of the fractured bones. We know him quite well... and he knew what we believed. He still hasn't accepted the fact that my sister was healed.
My grandma when she was little fell and broke her arm. IT was pretty messed up, so she went to the doctors and they just put her in an over night cast and told her to come back the next day. On teh way home her mom called some people that they knew at the radio station and asked them to pray for her. So a coupel of minutes later they prayed for my grandma over the radio. While they were praying my great grandma and my grandma watched as her arm was healed. Nothing was wrong w/ it! The next day she tried to go to gym class but the burse owuldn;t let her because she knew that she had broken her arm the day before. So the nurse called her aunt and told her to take her to teh doctors to get a cast. So they went oto teh doctors and my grandma tried to explain that it wasn;t broken anymore, but the doctor didn't listen. they put the cast on her arm (teh kind that goes up over the elbow) and sent her home. The next morning she woke up and found the cast laying beside her. There wasn't a crack in it! God had taken it off her arm.
JESUS RAWKS MY SOX OFF!!!