Once upon a time I was an orthodox agnostic with a deterministic bent — if we could know everything going on, we'd be able to figure out what would happen next, and "miracles" would just be unlikely but entirely explainable events. (I was able to do this only by treating quantum mechanics as happening at a different scale than we would worry about in real life.)

Then in 1990 I discovered chaos theory (now "complexity theory") and the sh*t got weird.

Long story short, miracles aren't just possible, they're engineered into reality. But we can go about our day pretending they aren't real, and we'll be fine. Or pretend they are, and we'll be fine. Whichever frame of reference works for you. 😊