A Think And Grow Rich Miracle

There I was, tears streaming down my face as I knelt down next to my son’s bottom bunk bed in the back room of our 1984 single-wide trailer house, praying for a miracle.

I’d just finished reading my 2 oldest sons their nightly bedtime stories and watched them drift off to sleep.

As I stared down at those 2 angelic faces, I started to cry because it hit me that I was failing as a husband, father & provider.

Life had punched me in the gut and dropped me to my knees, literally.

I’d been through 14 different business failures.

I wondered what on earth could be causing all of these struggles?

I had even come up with the idea that maybe I hadn’t yet succeeded because I’d been trying to find my success part time, while holding down a full time job.

With the encouragement of my supportive wife Corene, I had decided to quit my job and go for my dreams full time.

Much to my surprise, in 6 months of going at it with everything I had, I found myself in an even worse position.

We were living off of savings, which were dwindling fast, and my business income had actually decreased from it’s already meager amount, despite 6 months of full time and overtime effort.

I was sure matters couldn’t’ get any worse, and then they did.

One day while I was feverishly working in my trailer-house office, surrounded by brown 7o’s style paneled walls, I heard my wife’s suburban pull in the driveway.

She had just come home from a 2 week check up where she’d taken our newly born 3rd son, Kyson, to see the doctor.

I arose from my office chair to meet her in the living room where she was in tears.

In between sobs and hugs she told me that our new baby had a head condition called Craniosynostosis which meant that the bones in his head were prematurely fused together.

He needed a $50,000 surgery down at primary children’s hospital.

I wrapped my sobbing wife in my arms and told her “Honey, everything will be ok,” but the truth was, I was scared and had no idea what was in store for our little family.

And that’s why I found myself down on my knees with tears streaming down my face that night, doing the only other thing I could possibly think to do in that moment, to find a solution for my family.

I distinctly remember a set of instructions that came to my mind.

I don’t recall hearing a voice or seeing a vision or anything like that.

I just knew, deep down inside, that I was supposed to pull the book Think And Grow Rich off my bookshelf and begin a serious study.

This felt a bit strange to me because certainly, I’d read the book before.

Usually I’d finish it up, say to myself “Man that’s a great book,” throw it up on my bookshelf and then dive into the next read.

Suddenly I knew, that kind of read wouldn’t do.

I was supposed to study, understand and apply what this book had to teach me.

Francis Bacon once wrote “Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed, and some few to be chewed and digested: that is, some books are to be read only in parts, others to be read, but not curiously, and some few to be read wholly, and with diligence and attention.”

I knew in my soul that this book, Think And Grow Rich, was one of those books that fell into the latter part of this description.

And so I set to work.

I marked the pages, I folded the corners and I highlighted passages.

I committed to follow each instruction as if my life depended on it (and in a sense, maybe it did.)

Each night beneath the Idaho stars, I would walk up and down my driveway repeating my Major Definite Purpose and Self Confidence formula.

After a few weeks, I began to feel something change inside me.

I was becoming someone different.

It used to be that I always hoped this business or that idea would work for me.

I wished it, I prayed it and I begged it.

This was different.

I knew, deep down inside, that that money was waiting for me with absolute certainty.

It was already in existence, in other people’s bank accounts and all I had to do was perform the service necessary to transfer it from their accounts to mine.

I began to speak differently and show up differently in my business.

It was as if faith permeated my entire existence and a subtle something, had showed up to help me.

I remember hearing Jim Rohn say one time that “some people claim faith doesn’t exist because you can’t see it. That would be like saying radiation doesn’t exist.  We know radiation exists because it has an affect, and it’s the same with faith.’

I felt like I knew exactly what Mr. Rohn was talking about.

The first miracle came when in about 6 months, the exact amount of money that I’d been seeing in my mind’s eye showed up in my bank account.  Right down to the penny.

The miracles continued, the business prospered and new and exciting dreams were realized for myself and my family one after another.

I’m now so blessed to say that I’m a happy, prosperous, free and independent man today and I owe it all to that answer to prayer I got in the backroom of that trailer house, where I feel I was led to the book Think And Grow Rich.

I know Dr. Hill says in Think And Grow Rich that he’s not necessarily a fan of the word miracle because nature never deviates from  her established laws.

He goes on to say ‘that which appear to be miracles only appear to be so because we don’t know all of natures laws.’

I can’t explain how or why the book Think And Grow Rich came to me when it did.

I just know I’m forever grateful it showed up for me at just the right time and in just the right way, when I needed it most.

And to me, it’s a miracle.