Today's lost-and-found Miracle Monday is a story by Sister Stefanie Callens about something she thought was lost forever but was actually safe in God's hands. 

I have a tendency to lose my keys on a fairly regular basis. It drives my husband crazy. I am thankful for a backup set of both car and house keys!

Last summer, I lost my full set of house keys. On that keyring were not only the keys to my house, but the keys to my gym, including the mailbox key, which I did not have a duplicate for. I tried to retrace my steps and figure out where I had them last, but I could not find them anywhere.

Today's lost-and-found testimony comes from Sister Adoni Martinez, where she shares an experience about misplacing something most precious.

I often take my wedding ring off and put it in my back pocket when I am doing various chores around the house. On this particular day, I had some chores to do, so I took my ring off like I always do and put it in my back pocket — or at least I thought I did.

After finishing my chores, I ran to the store and came right back home. Later that day, I realized I didn't have my ring on and reached into my back pocket ... but it wasn't there.

I searched the house and then started to panic. I searched the house again, all the rooms, the bathroom, kitchen, couch, under the couch, my car. I called the store, drove back to the store, retraced my steps. My ring was nowhere to be found.

Today's Miracle Monday is the first in our lost-and-found theme. Today, Brother Larry Watson shares a life lesson that he learned when he lost his keys.

I had recently moved to the Navajo Reservation after having accepted my first full-time teaching position at a nearby school. Young and single, I was full of idealism about my new profession and my recent calling into the ministry. But I had a problem. Well … actually it just seemed like a minor irritation at first, but it soon blossomed into what seemed like a major crisis — to me, anyway.

I couldn’t find my keys.

When they first turned up missing, it was no more than a little annoyance. I just misplaced them, I thought, and they’ll turn up by the end of the day. But they didn’t. It wouldn’t have been so bad, but it meant that I couldn’t use my car, lock my house, get my mail, unlock my classroom door ... well, you get the idea. It just didn’t make sense to me. Doesn’t this only happen to old folks after they begin to lose their memory? Not to me — I was still in my mid-twenties!

Today's Miracle Monday is a testimony of divine protection and assistance sent to us (much earlier in the year when it was still winter) by Brother Joel Calabrese.

Years ago in the mid 1980s, I was a meter reader for the gas company. This particular morning, my assigned route was in a rural area of Lorain County. It was winter with snow so bad that the edges of the roads weren't visible. If you went too far to the right to park, you would end up in the ditch.

By the time I arrived at my first stop to read some roadside meters, it was blizzard conditions! Well, afraid to go too far off the side of the road, I checked to be sure no traffic was behind me and parked on the road.

I jumped out of the pickup truck and immediately was hit in the face by the whipping snow. My eyelids were instantly frozen shut! I could not open them! I blindly reached for the door of the pickup and jumped into the seat. With the heat on, my eyes were able to open. I took a moment to gather myself.

Today's Miracle Monday is an experience that Brother Gary Thompson had at the beginning of the Covid lockdown.

It was the Morning of March 15, 2020, fairly early in the coronavirus pandemic, and our region conference here in Michigan was cancelled. At approximately the same time we would've normally been singing praises to God and opening the Sunday service in prayer, I was a little down. I love gathering with the saints and everything that goes along with that, from singing to preaching, and all of that was taken away in a physical sense.

Feeling motivated to pray, I asked, "Lord, what do you want from me today?" In a voice to my heart (not audible), I was told to go read. I got to my bedroom, I was about to kneel in prayer and ask God for direction and understanding of whatever it was that He was going to have me read or study. Just before kneeling, I started to sing one of The Songs of Zion (I absolutely love The Songs of Zion. What a blessing they are.)

Today's Miracle Monday is from Sister Tina Rich from the Atlanta Branch. She responds to our request for testimonies about how God provided jobs in times of need.

In July 2018, I resigned from my job to re-establish our home after a house fire took everything. It had taken a year to rebuild, and toward the end, it proved too difficult to work five days a week and to try to meet with contractors, sub-contractors, and furniture delivery people on a regular basis to get the house finished.

I took time off to not only get my house back to normal but to strengthen my relationship with God. For a while, I had been bothered by the fact that I hadn’t been studying scripture as I should, that I wasn’t giving all that I could to God, and I wanted that to change.

Now that I didn’t have the distraction of work, it was an excellent opportunity, and I took advantage. I walked every day and listened to Brother Jerry Valenti’s Wednesday-night lessons on The Book of Mormon on YouTube. I spent a lot of time praying and thanking God for every blessing.

Today's Miracle Monday happened just a few weeks ago on Easter Sunday. We hope you find encouragement from this testimony from Sister Kenah Lobzun.

Through the week, we were being warned about a bad storm coming on Resurrection Day. We had seen some wind and rain, but before we went to bed, nothing that seemed too bad. We then went to bed for the night. It was then that I had a dream about 3:30 a.m. on Resurrection Day.

I dreamed that Richard and I were lying in bed exactly as we fell asleep. I felt a heavy vacuum-type force. I felt that we had an incredible force pushing us down into the mattress in the exact position we fell asleep. I couldn't move. I also heard a type of vacuum force on the entire room and walls. The walls were doing a tight, controlled rattle. And then I woke up. It felt so absolutely real.

Today's Miracle Monday comes to us courtesy of Sister Cheryl Cervone from the Simi Valley Branch, California.

In a recent online church service from the Irvine Branch, Brother Jim Cotellesse and Brother Steve Kerby spoke of how our Lord works with us and through us in such a profoundly personal way. He is ever listening, always tuned in, and often responds in surprising ways, which I think of as “Godwinks” (can’t take credit for that one!).

Today's Miracle Monday is a testimony of God's divine protection submitted to us by Sister Susan Genaro.

I was driving home from work one day and had glanced down for one brief moment only to then look up to find the car in front of me suddenly making a left turn into a driveway. 

In that brief moment, I cried out aloud, "Oh Lord, please help me!" because if I swerved to the left, I would encounter oncoming traffic, and I didn't think I could avoid hitting the car. The Lord physically steered and moved my car to the right side of the road and placed me out of danger. 

Dear brothers, sisters, and friends,

Life has sure changed in the past month. The coronavirus pandemic has resulted in quarantine and isolation to slow the spread of the disease and protect the most vulnerable. As a result, The Church has had to suspend all in-person meetings. Thankfully, though, we've been able to use technology to communicate with one another and even hold remote church services.

On Sunday, March 29, 2020, Brother Joel Gehly addressed the church via Livestream, and he shared a message of courage and trust in Almighty God. He also related several experiences to encourage us and confirm that God is speaking to His people in this time of widespread fear.

Here are the experiences he shared:

Today's Miracle Monday is a story of God's miraculous protection submitted by Sister Connie Rossi from the Charlotte Branch.

December 6, 2010 is a day that will forever be my Miracle Day. Ten days earlier, I was going through some file folders and placing them in hanging files when one of the hanging file ends stabbed my right pointer fingernail. It hurt but I thought nothing of it and figured it would get better over time. Over the next several days, I forgot about it since there were no after-effects and I assumed it healed. However, I could not have been more wrong, and December 6, 2010 changed my life forever.

At 4 a.m. that chilly day in December, I woke up to throbbing pain in my right pointer finger. It was still dark outside, so I couldn’t really see what was going on with it. I tried to reach over to turn on the lamp on my nightstand, but I quickly realized I had absolutely no energy in my body to even turn over. I had never felt so weak in my entire life. Being an early riser, Brother Darrell was already out of bed, so I couldn’t ask him to turn on the light. I tried to call out for him, but I couldn’t get a sound out of me either. I suddenly felt cold as ice, as if I was standing outside in zero-degree weather with no coat on. No energy, freezing, excruciating pain, and burning up with a fever at the same time — what is going on with me?

I lay there for several hours not being able to move when finally at 6:30 a.m., Brother Darrell came into the room to check on me since I was usually up by then. He called out to me, and when I didn’t answer he turned on the light. I pointed to my finger and, believe me, it was beet red and swollen to the size of a kielbasa. Panic struck and he asked me what happened, and I couldn’t answer him. He tried to get me out of bed to take me to the ER, but I couldn’t move a muscle, so he called an ambulance. The pain was so intense I was in and out of awareness.

Today's Miracle Monday contains two stories of God's divine protection on the road sent to us by Sister KarenJo Pandone.

About 15 years ago, my husband and I were traveling home from a dinner with friends. The roads were very slippery, and the snow was coming down heavily. I kept urging Michael to slow down due to the road conditions.

Suddenly, about 20 yards in front of us, we saw a car stopped in the middle of the road! Knowing that we couldn’t possibly stop in time or miss the car, I slid down in my seat and closed my eyes.

A few seconds later, I opened them wondering why I never felt an impact. We were past the car without incident! I asked Michael what had happened, and he replied that he didn’t know.

Today's Miracle Monday was submitted by Brother Tim Scolaro, and he tells about a time when God spared him and his family from an auto accident.

One Sunday morning about 19 years ago, my wife and I, along with our three sons, started off for a trip in our van to hold a service down in Tucson, Arizona.

We had just left our home and needed to make a left turn out of our subdivision onto a busy road. As we got into the left-hand turn lane to await a green light behind a couple of other cars, I noticed someone on a motorcycle up ahead along the curb, and he was wearing bright lime green boots, which struck me as very strange. I thought the kids might like to see them, so I told them to look to the right as we moved forward.

Today's Miracle Monday is the first that answers our March theme question, "How did God protect you in or from an accident?" This story comes to us from Wesley Griffith from the Forest Hills Branch, Florida.

I have always loved riding my 4-wheeler (ATV). I would come home from school and want to drive through the trails in my wooded backyard. I know the trails well, and at the back of our property line, there is a barbed wire fence.

Two years ago, I was in the woods riding by myself. At the back of the property, there is a right turn, because if you went straight, you would run right into the barbed wire fence. Well, that's literally what happened. I knew I was supposed to turn right, but the thin barbed wire fence blended in with the woods behind it, so I couldn’t see it and kept going straight, thinking I would turn right a little further down.

“…and the power of the Lord was present to heal them” – These were the words that Brother Jerry Valenti read from Luke 5 to introduce the subject of miracles as he addressed a group of people at my home on October 8, 2019. He said that this should be our prayer for the day – that the power of the Lord would be present in this home on this day to heal all who were in need such that we would witness miracles. He shared many miracles from his own life to illustrate that the power of God is still very much available to us today.

It was something of a miracle that this day even came about. I had been corresponding with Brother Jerry via email, requesting prayer for my granddaughter Gia who was born with a loss of hearing and other complications, and he graciously offered to visit my home to pray for her in person. Not wanting to keep this potential blessing to myself, I extended invitations to several of my friends and relatives to come to my home that day. We wound up with 25 people in attendance!

After my daughter Jackie and my granddaughter Gia were anointed, others came forward one by one to also be anointed. Some hankies were anointed as well to be brought to others in need. Now, approximately four months later, I’m blessed to be able to share these miracles from the people who were anointed that day: