For today's Miracle Monday, we're sharing a testimony from Brother Jim Sgro. Enjoy!

When my son, Jimmy, was a young boy, he had an accident falling off his skateboard. He hit his head very hard and passed out. That night, when I got home from work, my wife, Lynda, told me what had happened. Jimmy had a small bump on his head, so I anointed him, and everything seemed to be all right.

The next day, I went to work and, during the day, Lynda called me and told me that the bump on Jimmy's head had gotten bigger and that she was going to take him to the emergency room. I told her that I would meet her at the hospital.

Spring may be here, but that doesn't necessarily mean that wacky weather is behind you. If you're still experiencing the odd snowstorm or crazy downpour, here are the last of our weather-related Miracle Mondays to encourage you!

Submitted by Sister Karen Pezzenti

Youngstown, Ohio had one of its worst winter blizzards in 1978. One day, after the snow wouldn’t stop falling and the wind wouldn’t stop blowing, I left the hospital in Salem, where I worked, and began my drive home, which was full of winding country roads without any streetlights.

For today's Miracle Monday, we're sharing a weather-related testimony from Sister Cindy Henderson.

When our family arrived one Sunday morning in Muncey, Canada, the saints there were surprised that we planned on staying for the service due to a snowstorm that had started. During Sunday school and the morning service, the snow increased.

After a quick lunch with the brothers and sisters — and a prayer for the journey — Brothers Pete Capone Sr. and John Buffa Sr. got in one car, and Brother Larry, our children, and I got in our car, and we headed home. For a short while, our cars followed one another, but then we each turned on the snow-covered highways toward our separate destinations.

We hope that you enjoyed the Psalm 19 Memory Challenge the past two weeks. Today, we're picking back up with Miracle Monday by bringing you two weather-related testimonies.

Submitted by Brother Mario Zaccagnini

It was a dark, moonless night in 1995, and it was raining very hard. A group of brothers, including myself, had just finished a project at the Inner City Branch in Detroit, Michigan, and we decided to drive home. Brother Gary Champine was behind the wheel of his cargo van; I was in the passenger seat; Brother Tim Capone sat in between us on a milk crate.

Today, we're sharing a bonus Miracle Monday that has elements of angels and weather, just like yesterday's! Thank you, Brother Larry Champine for submitting this one.

The Autumn of 2000 was a particularly challenging time for me. Along with the regular, daily concerns and demands of life, I was dealing with some very difficult situations related to my businesses, some issues in my extended family that needed careful resolution, and my many responsibilities in The Church, including my new role as the presiding elder of the large Detroit Branch #1.

Today, we've got two miracles that involve last month's theme (angels in disguise) and this month's theme (weather). Enjoy!

Submitted by Sister Martha Gehly

My widowed mother, Sister Ethel Cadman, lived the last days of her life alone in an apartment in Greenville, PA. Each week she would traverse several blocks to get her hair washed and set.

Being battered by the wind on a blustery day as she walked home, an "angel" parked his car, walked up to her and said, "Young lady, you need some help." He guided her the remainder of the way and helped her inside the door of her building.

In 2004, I was struggling with a very serious illness affecting one of my daughters. At the time, she was also being tested for additional illnesses in addition to her initial diagnosis. As a parent, I became consumed with fear and worry. One day, I decided that I needed to take a break. I needed a significant span of quiet time to talk with the Lord.

My daughters stayed home with their father while I traveled west without a particular destination in mind, only a prayer that I would find a place where I could hear God's words without being interrupted by "life." I ended up at a small island in Lake Erie named Put-in-Bay.

Today's story of an angel-in-disguise comes from Brother Chuck Maddox Jr. Enjoy!

During my junior year of college, I spent a semester studying abroad in Buenos Aires, Argentina. Although some schools had multiple people studying abroad in Argentina, I was the only person from my university to study in Buenos Aires; however, I knew God would go with me on this new journey.

I never liked staying at home. I was only in Buenos Aires for five months, and I wanted to make the most of my time. Whether I tried a new bakery, coffee shop, shopping mall, or museum, I always liked to explore. One morning, I decided to venture in my new town.

Today's Miracle Monday is by Brother Paul A. Palmieri, who describes an angelic visitor he encountered when he was just a teen. Bonus — it's a restoration testimony too!

I was given this experience many years ago, but it's still relevant today. It was the summer of 1984, and I had finished my sophomore year of college. I had a summer job at a rolling pan mill about 10 minutes from home in Aliquippa. College internships were very limited locally due to the economy.

I was returning from work in mid-summer when, by chance, I saw and picked up a hitchhiker along the side of the road. He was clean looking, and I had no fear when I asked him where he was headed, and he said downtown Aliquippa.

Today we're sharing three short testimonies about angels in disguise. There's another common theme with these — cars! Enjoy.

By Sister LuAnn Carson

When I was very young, my family moved to an Indian reservation in South Dakota to do missionary work. We traveled in an old station wagon for two hours on lonely roads to attend church. One Sunday, when we were leaving church, our car wouldn’t start. After several tries, my father got it started, but it would only lurch forward slowly.

There's nothing quite like the love of the saints when we meet together for church on Sunday. Today's Miracle Monday describes how Brother Chuck Maddox Jr. experienced that love even when he was a continent away.

In college, I studied abroad in Buenos Aires, Argentina for a semester. While there, I took classes, tried new food, and traveled around the countryside; nevertheless, being away from the body of Christ for that long was difficult.

Today, we're sharing our second restoration testimony. This one was submitted by Brother Don Ross.

Several years ago, as I was leaving work from New York City, riding a commuter bus home to the New Brunswick, NJ area, I was reading the Book of Mormon. I was thoroughly engrossed in reading it.

A woman sitting next to me asked me, “What are you reading?” I answered, “The Book of Mormon?” She then asked, “What is it about?”

Today's Miracle Monday is a testimony of God's loving care submitted by Sister Rebecca Martorana.

Recently my throat was hurting and I wasn’t feeling well. After several days of suffering, I went to the doctor, who told me that he needed to take a throat culture to see if I had strep throat. I must admit that I instantly turned into a 5 year old, as taking a throat culture has always been difficult for me. We’ll, I struggled through him getting a swab of my throat, and the test came back negative for strep throat. He said it just must be a cold.

Today's Miracle Monday is from Sister Ruth Batson, and this remarkable lost-and-found testimony reminds us of how God lovingly takes care of even the smallest things in our lives — if we ask Him to!

Alma 34 teaches us to pray for ALL things. I learned what that truly meant after an experience that God gave me recently, and I would like to share it with you.

My daughters bought me a Fitbit for my birthday, and I wore it every day. I came home from work one day and realized that I didn’t have it on.

Today's Miracle Monday is a testimony from Christmastime written 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.