Fifty-five years our oldest son, then 3, was killed in a car accident, and his 2-year-old sister was badly injured. I'd had a tubal ligation due to a medical condition. I began to seek the Lord and pray about having another child. My Denver doctor told us to come for a consultation, which we did. He performed reconstructive surgery and we went back home to await healing. That was 1966. In 1968, we had another son! God is real and so is faith in Him. Today, our miracle is 53, a devoted believer, husband, father, and soon-to-be grandfather. Nothing is too great for God. We are so grateful.