I was on the way to Meron for the celebration of Lag b'Omer. I paid for a special reserved seat on a bus, but when I got there I ended up sitting on the stairs to the bus. A half-hour into the trip a chasid said to me, tzadik, I arranged a seat for you. I sat down and he said, I couldn't sit myself until you had a seat.
He then told me a story that he recently read. It was about a young man who had come to Israel from Hungary after WWII. In the wars in Israel he was shot in the leg. It got very bad and the doctors told him they would have to amputate in two days if it didn't improve.
He traveled to Meron for Lag b"omer, despite the great difficulty; and he prayed at the site of the grave of Rabbi Shimon bar Yochai, the author of the Zohar, and he said, "Master of the Worlds, I lost all my family and named them all, and now I alone am left, but if I lose my leg how will I every find a wife and continue the chain of my family in the Holy Land."
Hashem answered his prayer and his leg was healed to the utter astonishment of the doctors. He was married and blessed to have a large family, Baruch Hashem.
The other story my wife hear when she was shopping for a wallet. The woman in the store said that a man came to the store one day and said to her, "Please give me a shekel, just a single coin." She looked and saw she only had a ten shekel coin, and gave it to the man. He accepted it and told her, "You will be paid back double!"
The next day in the store she was helping a woman and was getting a wallet for her from the shelf. She opened the brand new wallet and saw a twenty shekel bill placed there. She looked in amazement with shudders running up her spine at the site of the absolute miracle that had occured for her.
Miracles raise us up to see the hand of God in all events, and these stories show us that Godliness extends to all people and all times.