Today, we're bringing you another travel testimony with a story from Brother Rich Nath.

Since we moved to Texas, God has blessed us with the ability to visit our families in Pennsylvania a few times each year. Typically, we'll take longer trips in the summer and around Christmas, allowing the option to drive rather than fly. During the summer several years ago, we decided to drive and left Houston one late afternoon.

Today's travel-themed Miracle Monday is from Sister Terri Nath. It's short but a stunner.

On a November night 34 years ago, I was on my way home from Christmas shopping. I was driving along the river road, which is dark with no berm along the side of the road. As I was going up a slight grade, I saw headlights coming straight at me in my lane. There was no place for me to go, and I only had a moment to say, "God help me."

For our lost-and-found theme, we're republishing a Miracle Monday from Jan. 25, 2016 by Sister Linda Scolaro.

It was Christmas Eve, and my husband and I were busy dividing and conquering, running errands, doing last-minute grocery shopping and spending a lot of time cooking for our Christmas dinner.

First, my husband misplaced his wedding band and college ring. He calmly said, “It will turn up.” At the end of the evening, I emptied my pockets, and my wedding band was gone as well. I slept uneasily, but I resolved that I would look for the ring after all of our Christmas festivities were over.

Today's lost-and-found Miracle Monday is a real gem submitted by Sister Alicia Draskovich.

I was taking off my diamond stud earrings one evening in my bedroom next to my jewelry box. I lost my grip on one, and it fell to the floor. I immediately got down and began hunting for it. Since I have fairly thick, shaggy carpet it was not an easy task. I scoured the entire area, got down on my hands and knees, and ran my fingers through the carpet, hoping it would pop up. I could not find it anywhere.

Today's lost-and-found Miracle Monday comes from Sister Cindy Henderson. She shares what happened when her Book of Mormon went missing.

Over the years, when I've misplaced or lost various items, I’ve learned to stop what I’m doing and kneel and ask God to direct my mind to walk to the area where the item was set down. He has helped me quickly find keys, important papers, and other things that were not in their usual place.

I'm in the habit of leaving my scriptures in a book bag when I’m done reading. Recently, I placed my Book of Mormon on the end table in our family room. I decided to pick it up when a visitor came to buy some of my school resources. My fear was that this book would accidentally get packed up with the boxes of books she was purchasing. (I’d had several books on display in my family room for her to browse at her leisure, so anything non-school related got moved to another room.)

Today's Miracle Monday is from Sister Janet Oestreicher, and it's the first that corresponds to our April theme, which is "lost and found." We love this testimony because it's actually a "reverse" lost and found. Sister Janet's doctors found something but then … read on to see what happened.

On March 1, 2017, I had surgery on my back. For three months, I had been experiencing severe pain in my right leg and could barely walk. I have an excellent neurosurgeon who ordered an MRI that showed I had a herniated disc that was pressing on a nerve. It needed surgery.

Today is the first miracle for our March theme, which is "big decisions." We're sharing an experience submitted by Brother Paul Pezzenti about how he knew it was time to move his family from one branch of the church to another.

In August 1987 at an Ohio District Conference in Warren, I listened to Evangelist Fred Olexa open the meeting. After a powerful, spirit-filled message, he began to stress the need for missionary work within The Church.

My dad, the late Brother Tim Capone, had a dream before asking for his baptism. His dream has been one of the most impactful things in my life. I know some of you may remember this, and some may not, so I want to share it with you.

In the dream, my dad was walking on the top of a fence line, and on one side of the fence, it was beautiful. He saw family and church members on that side, and they were all smiling, and it was good. On the other side, it was dark and evil. He could hear the devil laughing at him.

God still performs miracles today. Agree or disagree?

I think many of you would agree that this statement is true. We see evidence of God all around us — in the beauty and order of the natural world, in the love we share with the saints, in the Holy Spirit that works on and in us when we hear or read His word.

But there are times when this "evidence of God" becomes strikingly clear in our lives. Something extraordinary happens, and there's no satisfactory explanation other than God moved on our behalf.

Today's Miracle Monday was submitted by Sister Cindy Henderson, and it highlights the power of prayer and God's healing touch.

Have you ever been immediately delivered from a physical affliction? Today, I share a blessing times three. Back in 2000, I was in the chemotherapy phase of treatment for breast cancer. A few months into the treatments, I found myself getting weaker, lacking energy, and extremely fatigued. My husband had carefully altered his work schedule so that I was not left alone for any long periods.

Today, we're bringing you another dream-themed Miracle Monday, this time from Sister Marie (Kimmel) Fallavollitti. Enjoy!

My son, Joseph, was about 3 years old and liked to play outside in an area of our backyard where the ground had a deep indentation. For some time, this troubled me, but he especially liked playing with a little shovel and dump truck on this area, so I ignored my concern.

Today, we're kicking off our dream-themed Miracle Monday with this interesting experience sent by Sister Patty Machnik. Enjoy!

This is an experience that my mother, Vanna Ignagni, had shortly after joining the church. She'd come to America from Italy where she'd been a devout Catholic not long before. Because she had never heard of people having dreams sent from God before coming to The Church of Jesus Christ, she didn't know whether she believed that they actually were from God.

This month, we're replaying some of the Miracle Mondays of the past that have received the highest number of hits on the blog website. Today's is from Nov. 3, 2013, and it was submitted by Sister KarenJo Pandone. It's a testimony transcribed from the journal of her father, Brother Joseph Milantoni.

This month, we're taking you back to some of our most popular Miracle Monday submissions from the past. Today's post was submitted by Sister Mary Ann Heaps and originally published on May 12, 2014. Enjoy!

I want to honor the Lord for protecting my late husband Rusty Heaps in battle during his service with the U.S. Navy during WWII.

May is a good month for me to tell this story – May 1 is “May Day” (an international stress signal), May 8 is VE Day, May 16 was Rusty’s birthdate, May 17 is Armed Forces Day and May 30 is the traditional Memorial Day.

When Rusty was in training, he left the U.S. on a large seafaring vessel that looked something like the one pictured in this article.

For the month of January, we're featuring some of our most popular Miracle Monday posts from the past. If you're new to the blog or missed these somehow, then we hope you enjoy these re-posts. Today's article is from Sept. 16, 2014, and it's a testimony submitted by Brother Jerry Valenti. 

In my 28 years in the ministry, it had never happened to me ... until Sunday, July 27, 2014. On that day, I stepped up to the sacrament table and poured the wine into the glasses as I have done on so many occasions.

This Sunday, as I moved the glasses into position on the table, one of them suddenly tipped right over, banging loudly against the table and spilling the wine across the white cloths. It was dripping off the sides of the table and onto the rug.