In April, 2013, Holy Thursday night into Good Friday, I had a vision. In answer to a desperate prayer. When I was about 10 I had a febrile hallucination. I had a very bad case of measles. I remember it clearly. Hallucination is nothing like a vision. During this vision, between asleep and awake, on that Good Friday morning I was Jesus. This is the first time I have shared this publicly. I wasnt me as Jesus, I WAS Jesus. There WAS NO ME, there was NO EGO, there was nothing but laugh out loud incredible joy. People were coming to me in large groups. I knew that every single one would be healed, not necessarily physically, but in the WAY THAT MATTERED. To my left, a woman held out a crippled hand and I reached out to touch her. And then my own eyes opened. It was Good Friday morning. Soon after Easter I went to Portugal. I spent time in Lisbon and then went to Fatima. This was an experience I cant even put into words. God actually gave me a dog companion who was there with me whenever I was at the shrine or even its surroundings, even at night during the evening rosary procession. I was there for my daughters 26th birthday. I am unable to put into words what happened to me there. The way from Lisbon to Paris, I was seated next to a very young woman. She was wearing a dark hat, a dark coat; she covered herself with a blanket and slept for the first hour of the trip (about a 2-1/2 hour flight). When she woke, she turned to me. We began a conversation. She took off her hat. She had lost her hair. This beautiful young woman with two very young children who were in the care of her mother in Lisbon was on her way to a chemotherapy treatment in Strasbourgh. She had breast cancer and it had advanced rapidly from diagnosis to treatment since, in Portugal, they couldnt come up with an appropriate treatment. I thought, Is this why you allowed me to experience YOU in that vision? And then, I put my arm around here and prayed that God would use me as a conduit for her miraculous healing or, at least, bring her to peace and keep her children safe in His arms. What WAS THAT? I have a lifetime of these occurrences. God may not seem to be, but HE IS IN CONTROL. Tragedy, illness, suffering, death, grief....these are a part of the corruption of His original creation, HE does NOT inflict them. Our ways are not His ways; His thoughts are far beyond our thoughts. Raise your heads. Your redemption is at hand. youtube/watch?v=Ky8IoMgP_kA
Posted on: Sat, 04 Oct 2014 00:11:24 +0000
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