Gary Miracle

I’m always incredibly honored when Space Coast Daily reaches out allowing me to be a part of incredible articles like this one honoring our first responders. Those people that do what most of us are terrified to do!

Simply saying, ‘thank you’ to our first responders would be insulting and an understatement. There are no words to express how we feel about what you do for us!

You are fighting to allow us to have . 

“I remember back when I was low as a rug. Now I'm standing up look at what my Father does”
~ Forrest Frank

“People often ask me how I stay so positive after losing all four of my limbs. I simply ask how they stay so negative with theirs”
~ unknown

“Since I was 11 years old I have preached that God is good, attempted to tell strangers that God is good, and do everything I could to convince them to believe that God is good. So how dare I, now that something traumatic has happened to me in my life, live as if He's no longer good?”
~ No More Bad Days the book

Whatever y'all got going on today… whatever is heavy on your heart…He didn't mess up on you. He didn't make a mistake on you. The Lord gives and the Lord takes away. But blessed be the name of the Lord! (Job 1:21)

Happy Wednesday y’all!

Think about this: Today is the tomorrow that you were worried about yesterday! And you’re still here. On purpose. Right on time! And you have no idea what God has in store for you…

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Tonight has been one of those nights. Sleepless. My eyes have not been closed for one second with my four children so incredibly heavy on my heart. These nights don’t happen often but when they do, it’s because I see the world throwing things at them and my heart is heavy. Some things are in my control and some, not. I am also a part of that ‘world’ that’s being thrown at them as my children are being raised in a broken home due to divorce and they are seeing both sides of what this world has to offer due to that.

My two prayers for them with everything that I have is that they can learn to trust ‘Christ in me’ as their father and that they will seek ‘Christ in them’ with everything they have.

Seeking Christ with everything they have is something I can only pray fervently for and sit back and watch their free will play out.

But earning their trust is something that I can do. I want to give them the very best of who I am. Knowing that it will only be received, if they trust me. As my mentor has told me, “children who know their parents are winnable, thoughtful and walking in integrity are vitally influenced by them".

I believe once my children know that I can be trusted I will get the opportunity to offer them four pretty amazing things: love, truth, grace and guidance. Not by using my power, not by demanding respect and not by guilting them into obedience. I’ve witnessed those things only lead to mistrust and hiding.

I want to be honest with my children. They are now at the age where I can be transparent with them (if I have the courage to be). I want to tell them when I fail and not use my authority to win or to prove them wrong. I want to take the tension out of parenting (and coparenting). Of course there’s still going to be conflict, hard choices and times of withdrawal… but I want the underlying motive of everything I do to be trust, to keep their hearts soft and winnable for a lifetime.

“And you became imitators of us and of the Lord, for you received the word in much affliction, through the joy of the Holy Spirit,” ‭‭
1 Thessalonians‬ ‭1‬:‭6‬

What’s not transformed is transferred. So I pray with all of my heart that my sanctification process continues moving forward through all of my wins and all of my losses so that I can preach Christ at all times to my kids to earn their trust to follow me as I follow Him.

And hopefully, through all of that, by me earning their trust, they will desire to seek Christ with everything they have, even with everything the world throws at them…

And I now thank you, for trusting me enough to even having read this far (if you have 😆) as I publicly think / pray out loud.

I trust that Christ has gone before my four children and I (and you). I trust that He’s 10 steps ahead of us, looking back at us…smiling! 



Calling on my prayer warriors this morning. My sweet dear mama was just taken back to be prepped for surgery to receive a full knee replacement this morning. My father is in the waiting room waiting for her to be prepped so he can go back to see her before the surgery begins.

As you can imagine, the level of PTSD that I have thinking about my mom being in a hospital is through the roof this morning. But I am on the back burner in comparison to her heart and my dad's heart while he waits.

‘Oh Christ, I know it's just a standard routine knee replacement but, please do what only You can do and I'm selfishly asking You to do it right now! Be the mind and the eyes and the hands of those doctors and nurses this morning. Just please take care of my mom.’

Linda Miracle, you rest. We'll take it from here…

Thank y'all so much!

If you want to know what it's like trying to raise a Godly man with a girlfriend. 🤦‍♂️

Jesus come quickly…

Five years ago my son had a school project where he had to write about his hero. For two weeks, I did what any dad would do, I kept checking in. “You need any help?” “You got it handled?”and every time, he’d give me that same confident little smile and say, “Nah, I’m good, Dad.”

I didn’t think much of it. Just another school project. 🤷‍♂️

Then that morning came. He walked out of his room, backpack on his shoulder, and in his hands was a big poster board. On it… was me. A hand drawn picture of me with no arms or no legs with my prosthetic hooks on sitting in my wheelchair. He had chosen me as his hero. 😭 I was actually terrified the entire time driving to school because my eyes were filled with tears.

I can’t even describe what that moment did to my heart. I had spent weeks wondering if he was doing okay with his assignment, but all along, God was writing something far deeper in my boy’s heart. Something I didn’t have to help him with.

It reminded me that sometimes the seeds we plant quietly and the love we live out daily, speak louder than any words we could ever say. You never know what kind of impact you’re having just by showing up, being present, and letting God’s love shine through you (and I personally had the greatest example of that through my father, who was transformed by Christ)!

That morning wasn’t just about a school project. It was a holy reminder for me that my children are always watching, that my life preaches louder than my lips, and that God can use even the ordinary moments to whisper, “You’re making a difference” when the world is shouting a different message.

I’m so thankful God kept me around. If this very moment five years ago was why he brought me back to life then I would do it all again for my kids. I will treasure this memory that pops up every year!

Thank you for listening. Lol.

Y’all…

I blinked.

It's Monday. And let's be honest… Mondays suck. 🤣 (sorry to use such foul language on this beautiful Monday morning)

But the best news ever is that His mercies are new every day. So let's keep it going.

As Charlie Kirk said, when people stop talking, thats when violence begins, marriages end and of course the enemy will allow bitterness to harbor inside of you.

But not today Satan.

So what's on your heart? Let us know your prayer requests or just anything that you need to get off of your heart in the comment section below. If sin and struggle finds its power when it's hidden… then let’s vulnerably get it out!

Be brave. How can I pray for you today?



💙 A Day I’ll Never Forget 💙

There are some moments in life that words will never be able to fully capture, and this was one of them.

7 years ago (in the middle of the adoption process) I had the absolute honor of flying to Colombia to surprise my daughter. During this trip, I was going just to hug her, to let her see my face and feel my love in person, but God had something so much bigger planned.

I was given the privilege of standing beside her in the river, with my own hands and feet, to take part in one of the holiest moments a dad could ever experience or ask for… her baptism. (video in comment section.)

As the water ran over her, I could feel the weight of God’s promises being fulfilled right in front of me. Every prayer, every waiting season, every tear shed through this journey led to this divine moment, a glimpse of heaven on earth!

God keeps reminding me that He’s not just writing a story… He’s maturing and perfecting one. And sometimes, if you’re patient and faithful long enough, you get to stand right in the middle of a miracle.

I’ll never forget this day. I’ll never stop thanking Him for letting me be there. You will be hard pressed to find a picture from the day I met my daughter until even today where she is not standing right by my side! She is definitely my 21-year-old daddy‘s girl, still to this day!

And I’ll never stop believing that love, His love, always finds a way. Adoption isn’t easy, but I would do it 10 times over to have my Mija!

It’s been two years. Seeing No More Bad Days sitting on store shelves out there in the world is both humbling and surreal. This book isn’t just pages and words…it’s my heart, my scars, my journey and my faith laid bare for the world to see.

I’ll be honest… it’s a vulnerable feeling. Sharing your story means opening yourself up in ways that aren’t always comfortable. But God reminded me that vulnerability is often the doorway to healing, not just for me, but for others too.

So today, I’m not just thankful for a book on a shelf. I’m thankful for the God who carried me through the story, the people who believed in it and the hope that someone out there will pick it up and feel a spark of encouragement on their own “bad day.”

From the bottom of my heart, thank you to everyone who’s supported, prayed and cheered me on along the way. May this book (and more importantly, our lives) remind us all that with Christ, there really are no more bad days.

I’m not gonna lie… It was hard to hold back the tears.

So much of my childhood was watching this man! What an incredible night.