A friend from Brazil asked me - "Do you remember the first miracle you saw and what was it like?" I do. It was like this.
I was five years old. My mother came in my bedroom and told me that our pet canary had died. The birdcage was in another room. I went, followed by my mother, and saw the canary. It was on its back lying on the floor of the cage. It was not moving. I was crying.
I went to my bedroom and was sobbing and praying "God, please make my canary live!" I can't remember how long I was doing this. My mother came into my room and said, "John, come with me and look!" I followed her to the room where our dead canary lay. I was afraid to go and have to see it again. We went into the room and there was the canary, sitting on its swing, like nothing had happened.
I went back to my room, happy, and after a few minutes it was like this sad incident never happened.
Here's what I know.
1. My mother and I saw the canary on the cage floor, on its back, legs pointed skyward, not moving. We were eyewitnesses of this.
2. I prayed, asking God to bring my canary back.
3. Minutes later we saw the canary alive and sitting on its swing. (More eyewitness testimony.)
Was the canary really dead? I can't prove this. We didn't check its heartbeat. Did it die and come back to life? That's what mother and I thought. Again, I cannot prove this. But what I do know is that 1-3 above are true.
I also know one more thing. I came out of that day believing God can raise the dead, and that where my praying focuses God's power falls.
Craig Keener, Miracles: The Credibility of New Testament Accounts
Eric Metaxas, Miracles: What They Are, Why They Happen, and How They Can Change Your Life