CHOSEN For The Job

So it was 1980. I was at home with my two young boys and I was trying to teach myself to play the guitar. I thought maybe, because I could sing so well, perhaps playing the guitar would be something I could do to bring finances into my life!

That wasn't happening!

My fingers were so sore, there was no way I could play that thing! I put the guitar down and asked GOD to help me find something I could do to begin a career to help myself financially. I knew I needed to work, but doing "what" I thought?

It was then I clearly heard the voice of the LORD audibly say to me,

"Pick up the phone, call every Dentist in the phone book until you are hired"!

I didn't even give this a second thought! You see, GOD has always spoken audibly to me throughout my entire life, so, I picked up the phone book and started calling local Dental offices.

I identified myself and said I was wondering if they had any openings in their front offices? I called about 11 numbers in the book and was turned down so far by every one. The 12th number was a Dr. Christian, who was located a few miles from my home. A woman had answered the phone, identified herself as Sheila. She was extremely pleasant and was more than willing to listen to me as I made my verbal introductions.

I repeated to her what I had said to all 11 other woman who had answered the phone. She asked me after I made my inquisition, "how did you get this number, how did you hear about us"? I went quiet for a moment, pondered my reply, and then said, I had prayed and asked GOD for direction for a new job, and he told me to call every Dentist in the phone book until I was hired! She said to me in a stunned voice, "Are you kidding me"?

I replied very directly, "No, Mam, not at all".

She was quite on the phone for a minute, and then she said, "well, I am 7 months pregnant and I was just today thinking that we would need someone here at the office to take over while I'm away for maternity leave for about three months". She also asked me, "Did I have any experience working in a Dental office"?  I replied, "no, but I have worked front desks before, and for Honeywell in the past and I am a very quick learner"! With that, Sheila said to me, "I simply have to meet you! "Are you available to come here today, NOW"? 

I replied very excitedly, yes, I am!

 

So I quickly cleaned myself up, put the children in the car, and headed off to the Dental office to meet Sheila. The children stayed in the car with sandwiches and coloring books, yes, the windows were down, and a stern speaking to, too stay in the car and speak to no one! I could see them from the front office window. With that I went in the office. Sheila and I spoke for about a half hour and she hired me right there on the spot! I started my training a week later.

 

This began my career in Dentistry. It was a long very satisfying career. From 1980 to 2009, With a myriad of spiritual experiences in between!

If we all could just tune in to the voice of GOD that we all hear. Think of how simple life could be.

We have to know how to hear HIS voice when HE speaks to us.

Then follow and obey.

All it takes is the art of listening.

Training our ear to hear HIS voice!

I'll say it again, TRUTH is stranger than any written fiction!

The GIFT

So, it was 1978. The LORD had  guided me to help a young mother and her sister through some tuff times for them. The Husband of the sister worked in a chemical company that produced famous brand Shampoos and Body lotions and the like.

A few miracles had taken place while we all walked a very difficult road together for a season and The husband wanted to do something for me to repay their gratitude. How silly I thought, I hadn't done anything but pray for them and help them through a hard few years.. The husband and his wife had come to my attention through her sister and we all experienced the GRACE of GOD in miraculous ways together over a four year period. It all had nothing whatsoever to do with me. It was the LORD who blessed us all! I was just the blessed human who experienced the miracles along side these folks.

The husband would not take no for an answer from me! He kept offering me money, gifts, and the like, to repay me for my kindness.  I kept turning him down, firmly no! No favor I pleaded, PLEASE, stop!

He was so determined to do something for me, thinking I deserved it somehow. He was really very sweet, and thankful.

So being that he worked in management for a major chemical company he choose to do something for us in a practical manner. He drove by my home very early one day and left two, one gallon bottles of the company's most famous shampoo and conditioner on the door step.  I was passing the front window that morning and I saw something go by the house,  and looked quickly out the window as he dropped off "something". I then watched him get into his car, close the door, and then Drive away,  I got up from the kitchen table and went to the door wondering what had just happened here? I saw the two gallon jugs sitting there on the bricks with a note and curly colored confetti attached to them. The note read "please except SOMETHING for our gratitude", we love you! After I read the note, I laughed and said to myself, "well now this is a great gift", we can surly all use this! 

With that I closed the door and went into the house and put the shampoo and conditioner in the shower and didn't think of it again!

It just left my thoughts.

We used the "gift" every night with every shower, my husband and my two boys and myself. I marveled at how having a gallon of this stuff really made a difference as it seemed to never run out.

I thought to myself, from now on, I'm always buying in this bulk size!  It lasts forever! And again I forgot about it.

Life went on and showers happened every night!

A year later I was at the store and I was going over my grocery list. I thought to myself, gee, I'm so sick of that gallon of shampoo, perhaps I should get something new? I was sick of looking at the big jug on the shelf in the bathroom! But then I thought, "well, it's more frugal to wait until it runs out I guess, were not millionaires, I won't spend the grocery money on shampoo if I still have some left, It does smell really good and heck, we have hardly used any of the conditioner"!

So with that I again just forgot about it.

A year later, YES, a year later, I looked at that large jug of shampoo and conditioner and said, "HEY, wait a minute here, this is still half full"! "How can that be"? "What's going on here"? I asked my boys and husband if they remembered the kind husband two years ago that dropped this off to us as a gift? They all said, "yes", I said, hey guy's, that was two years ago! We still have shampoo and conditioner left! This is a miracle! There is no other way to explain it. My oldest son Jason said "Mom, I use that every night" I said as do I, and I use it on your brother, and my husband said I have also only used that stuff! We all sat there quietly for a moment and then just burst into laughter! Why? Shampoo? Really?

YES, really! It was an anointed gift. GOD showed us great favor.

We to this day still talk about the miraculous shampoo incident.

Miracles happen every day, we don't always recognize them but none the less they happen!

I'm grateful, very grateful to see how GOD cares for us in ways we would never expect!

It's hard to believe I just forgot about it over and over for two years. I wonder if the LORD allowed me to "Not recall" how long we were using the "gift" so we would experience that wonderful moment together?

Truth my friend is always stranger than fiction!

Close Encounters

 

 

 

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Handled By The Unseen

So, I was asked about a year ago to visit a friends home and cleanse it from unwanted entities that had been seen in the home from several people. It was in the home for some time maybe a year or so. It had been seen by the family that lived there as well as others and they were all being frightened by it.

They weren't sure who it was they were seeing but all agreed it was clearly a woman.

It appeared ghostly in several spots in the home and moved around the room like an ectoplasm type apparition.  Sometimes she was known to move items in the room. Chairs and papers and dishes left out. Aides that were there to assist the Mother of the home through a transition of illnesses had refused to return to the home because they had seen this ghostly woman in the parlor and the bedroom of the home they were attending.

It had become such a problem that the news was spreading among nurses and aides and no one wanted to help this poor woman any longer and the family was at their wits end.

Two of the sisters in the home had experienced the entity  as well as noises in the parlor on several occasions and tried hard to ignore it as they had so much work to do caring for their invalid mother. But they were actually afraid and were loosing their ability to ignore the visions.

 

I arrived with my team around 6:00pm and it was getting dark as it was the winter season and evening comes quickly here in Florida at that time of year. The interior of the home was dimly lit. It was a beautiful older home.

We entered the home and immediately I felt a strong presence come right at me. Almost like it was welcoming me. As I walked through the front music room into the parlor of the home I felt yet another presence. This one was eerily cold. I knew things were going to move quickly now that I was here. I was sure there was more than one entity and we were not alone in the room!

I continued walking towards the Mothers bedroom in the center of the home to see if the entity would appear to me as it had others.

When I got into the doorway of the bedroom I backed up near the wall to face the living room, which was where three of the aides reported seeing the woman appear and stand. It was then that a very strong, very firm hand grasped my left shoulder and squeezed  tightly! I was immediately very angry and turned around quickly as there was no one behind me and I knew now that the eerily cold entity had made contact with me. Not by appearing but by handling me. This is forbidden as I will not allow the entities control while I'm investigating.

I immediately stood my ground and rebuked the entity in the name of Jesus. It let go immediately! I instructed it to be bound and unable to touch me or any other person in the room.

I felt the entity leave the room. Not the house, just the room.

What is interesting to mention here is that the entity did not have boney fingers when it grasped my shoulder. It was just a strong and firm pressing in of a force. Not actual fingers. Yet it had a firm forceful grip. I wanted to mention this as I often hear others say that they feel the hand, but what it is actually is the force the presence can control.

We all gathered instantly for prayer and set both of the spirits free from the house. Once an entity has this type of power you don't want to play games with it. We the living must take control or we open ourselves up for attachments and possessions if we are uneducated in spiritual matters. Happens every day!

 

The entire home felt peaceful, Every person present could actually feel the release. The family was elated!

 

As I left the home I noticed It was across the street from a large old Funeral home. This was an issue for those living in this house, as the Mother would occasionally wander across the street  and walk on the grounds of the Funeral home. Because her mind was weak from strokes and Alzheimer's she was leading the lost into her home. This can truly happen. It isn't always a problem living around Funeral homes or Hospitals, but it can be.  Depending on the spiritual well being of those living in the homes it can cause issues. I have seen this many times.  Even in my own life.

We live in a world where the unseen are everywhere. We must educate ourselves and be aware of what we can do to alleviate problems with issues such as these.

The good news is the Angels are all around us as well.

We are truly NEVER alone here.

Loved ones are close and so are many others however we are in charge of the moment always and have full authority if we will just educate ourselves of the truth.

Without the Lord himself there is no hope of escape from the spiritual entities that annoy and frighten us.

Plain and simple. Be advised.

The Fireplace & My Birthday

So, it's May 26th  2016, my Birthday!

I woke up this morning and just knew it was going to be an amazing day. It's a Master 22 day and it has some serious positive and powerful vibrations attached to it this year.

I spent the day with my son doing relaxing and fun things I love to do, shopping in antique shops all over the area and we had an amazing time! We found some wonderful treasures and then stopped for lunch before we headed home.
I got the free Birthday lunch, how much fun was that?
 

I then spent the afternoon in the pool in the hot Florida sun  floating to the sounds of the waterfall and really enjoyed the day! It was so relaxing. I felt as if I were in a luxury spa!
Family members pampering me, it was just lovely!
 

Then I spent dinner with the family and we grilled in the back yard.

It was really scrumptious!

 The meal was prepared by my Fiancé and son. They pampered me again by serving me, making everything I just love! It was such a wonderful evening! Truly magical!

After coffee on the patio by candlelight and some great memories and conversation, we came in to the living room to watch a movie together and enjoy a little Birthday cake.
Everything was so normal!
 

We spent about a half hour watching some very interesting piece on UFO disclosure. It was so much fun just sitting and sharing the company of loved ones on my birthday, it doesn't get better than that! We put the movie in and settled back to enjoy it.

 

It was then while watching the movie my fiancé sort of jumped as he sat next to me on my left on the couch, it made me jump. At that same instant my little dog "Lovey", stood up from lying on the floor by my feet and started growling ferociously looking in the same direction as my fiancé
toward the fireplace in the living room! 

She was barking, growling and carrying on so, and then acted frightened and ran between my ankles to hide. It really startled me as I reached down to pick her up. Just then my Fiancé said, "I saw something dark come out of the fireplace and I saw this dark shadow come down towards the floor from the fireplace and move towards the right of it, that's when Lovey went crazy with her growling"! He added, the dog saw the same thing I did at the exact same time, and that's why she continued for a good three minutes growling and barking at the fireplace.

I got up off the couch and picked up the dog and walked toward the fireplace. I figured if she could see the shadow, I could easily find it as well. As I did, little Lovey was clawing at my arm to get away, to get down she was trying to jump out of my arms! She did not want to go anywhere near the fireplace! It was really freaky! She continued to growl and bark. All of us in the room witnessed this bizarre behavior. Lovey was focused on one area at the fireplace near an old antique queen Anne chair I've had for years. It was just to the right of the fireplace her growling would not relent. I was  trying to calm her but she was scratching my arms to get away from the fireplace and the Queen Anne Chair!

I sat down with her in my arms in the chair! She jumped out of my arms and ran to Kevin to hide behind his legs!
I could now feel the entity very strong. My hair stood up on the back of my neck and my arms. I could clearly see the hair standing straight up. I didn't like the feeling of the entity.

I then decided we had had enough, and immediately took authority of the situation and cast the dark entity out of the house, in the name of JESUS! I went into the library and got the Holy Water (which I had received from a friend who purchased it for me, which came from the Jordan River in Israel. I sometimes use this water in anointing and deliverance, as a Rabbi in Israel had blessed it) and I came back into the living room and anointed the fireplace and the mantle and prayed over it all in the SPIRIT.

As soon as I had done this, the dog stopped her barking and growling! It was simply amazing how this little four pound pup was so disturbed from the incident and then was completely at peace after the prayer and anointing!

Just like that!

I don't know what the darkness was that decided to attack tonight, I did not feel it necessary to speak with it, but that's just not important. What is important is that we again had the complete and totally awesome victory over it, instantly through prayer.

If I've said it once, I've said it a thousand times, Truth is stranger than fiction, and folks, we are not alone here on this planet!

Be safe, and keep alert at all times. We can't let our spiritual guard down for a minute, not even to enjoy a Birthday without some odd thing happening anymore it seems!

Always be at peace and don't worry, the LORD has always got your back! We are never alone!

 

  

The Key

So, here we go again. It's April, 2016. It's only been a few days since our last key experience. And the key thief is at it again. You can't make this stuff up. It's simply ridiculous how keys in this home simply disappear!

When we purchased the home in March of 2016, (last month) we were handed a ring of at least ten keys at the closing. I laughed and shared with my fiancé, these people have a real "key issue" here!

I thought nothing about it after that. They were such an awesome couple. I figured they just wanted a lot of keys?

Well, this week has been my second visit to the key maker thus far!

I can hardly believe that with all the keys given to us I have had to make 3 more house keys already! If you haven't read the

"Key Thief"  in my blog, you should, as that was last weeks post!

 

So, yesterday I asked my son if he would please go to the mailbox to get the mail? I'm still busy painting and unpacking this new home. It's only less than a block away to get the mail from the box. He said he was glad to get the mail for me and off he went.

About four minutes later he came back with the mail and the mail key, which is on it's own key holder and he plopped the mail and key down and said politely with a smile, here's your mail Mom.

Off he went to his room and I grabbed the key chain and put it back on my purse key holder.

That was the last time I saw the mail key!

 

I didn't realize then but the next day when I went to get the mail the key was gone! Just disappeared! It was not on my Key fob.

We have turned the house upside down for hours looking for the key! It's not here! Where can it be? How is it missing from my purse when we are the only ones here all day?

I called my fiancé at work immediately and asked him if he had taken my key to get the mail and didn't tell me about it? He said, "no", I have my mail key here with me on my chain!

I explained we are again missing a key! This is getting old I thought! I'm out $15.00 dollars from the last three keys I had made and now I'm getting mad. (I know I didn't have to spend that much on keys but I had to have the fancy ones!)

So, off I go again to the key kiosk to get another key made! Funny thing is I went to the same one I went to before but this time they didn't have the size key for my mail box I needed. I was so bummed out by that. This means I'm on the hunt for the right size key now. I'm so frustrated by this key caper I'm ready to cry.

As we were leaving the store my fiancé noticed a little box by the front door of the store. It was an automated keymaker box! Shocked to see that there, as I had never noticed it before, I looked into the keys offered and there it was! My size key! We had one made to my amazement in under two minutes and off we went towards home. I couldn't wait to get to the mail box to try it out!

It worked!

I have my key again.

Where the original brass key went, I have no idea.

How it got out of my purse is a mystery to me!

I rebuked the energy that steals key's and were moving on with our lives. It's so strange this issue we have had. I'm praying I don't have to deal with the key thief again!

It's those little things that make you mad at the drop of a hat. I guess the LORD is teaching me to handle these capers a bit better!

I'd still like to know how they disappear though? That will be a lesson for another day I'm sure!

The Cold Night

 

It was the fall of 1980. My family and I, two young sons and my husband had been downtown  at  Williams Park in St. Petersburg . We had been there all day for a concert I was singing in. It was a  Christian celebration to celebrate, worship and entertain with other local bands and do a little advertising for all the different Christian groups in the city that were available to the down trodden and  homeless in our city. We were passing out business cards for a study that met in our home on Tuesday nights. 

The day went as planned and was simply wonderful.

 

The weather was beautiful, the food was scrumptious and everyone had such a great time. We had invited a lot of people to our study and had some really interesting conversations with around 100 people that day.

 

As the sun set we all packed our stuff up from the band shell and headed home.

The night was uneventful. We enjoyed a nice simple dinner and headed to bed around 10.00 p.m.

 

I tucked the children in and prayed for protection through the night, a prayer similar to every nights prayers. After being downtown however I also prayed for the many people on the streets to be safe as well. All those people who didn't have clean, soft beds to sleep in. The children also prayed their fervent prayers for those less fortunate than us.

The prayer brought me to tears. The boys were so precious as they prayed for others to be protected from harm.

After kisses and hugs I turned out the lights and headed down the hall to my room.

Before we jumped into bed both my husband and I

checked the doors to make sure they were all locked, as was the every night routine and then we shut off all the lights throughout the house.

We did that without even thinking it was so common place.

Then we both jumped into bed.

I drifted off to sleep as did my husband in less than ten minutes as the day had worn us both out.

 

I woke up first the next morning. And as always in my normal everyday routine I headed for the kitchen to start the coffee.

The house however felt oddly cool.  I didn't think much of it. I thought maybe I would turn up the heat, but it was just a passing thought.

I then headed toward the living room to go out  front and get the  newspaper that is always on the sidewalk just out the front door.

But today I stopped dead in my tracks before I got to the front door.

 

The window curtains were lying on the floor and the wind was blowing the other curtains throughout the room.. My tall indoor palm tree was lying on it's side with all the dirt spread across the tile floor. There were shoe marks on my leather couch, in dirt! The window was open and the screen was sitting up against the wall  near the window but clearly bent badly.

I was cold standing there in my bare feet in this filthy room. 

I gasped.

Then as I stood there taking all this in I thought what is happening here? Have we been robbed?

Oh my GOD I thought next, The children!

 I then turned and ran into the children's bedroom and pushed the door open. I was afraid of what I might see but that didn't stop me.

I had to know what happened last night. Were my children safe?

Please GOD I thought, let them be safe!

As I opened the door I saw my two young son's sound asleep in their beds. Everything looked in place. Nothing was out of order.

Except the house was very cold!

I watched them for a moment as I tried to understand what had taken place in the house last night. I was so grateful to know the boy's were OK, it was all that mattered to me at that moment! 

So why was this mess in the living room?

What happened?

I heard nothing last night nor did my husband. We never woke up!

I'm really a light sleeper, how could this be?

 

I now woke my husband up and told him to hurry into the living room to see what I had discovered when I woke up.

He stood there in amazement that with all this mess we never heard anything last night.  We both just stood there in amazement. This  had to have made a lot of noise!

I went to call the police to report the break in.

 

When the police arrived, they asked us to check and see where my purse and my husbands wallet were. We checked. They were in plain sight both of them. My purse with cash and credit cards was sitting on the dining room table. Nothing missing from it. My husbands wallet with over $300.00 in cash was sitting on the top of his dresser along with his wedding ring.  Many other expensive items in the room were all accounted for.

 The doors in the living room had still been locked from the inside!

Our night visitor came in and went out the living room window.

But why? Who was it that came in this manner?

 They didn't rob us! They didn't harm us!

What was going on?

 

It was then I remembered the prayer the night before with the children. Asking GOD to protect us.

I saw the faces of the boy's praying with their eyes tightly closed and hands clasped in prayer.

Someone was clearly in the house. Finger prints were taken, the police report had been made, the police thought perhaps a rape was what the perpetrator was after?  Thank GOD that didn't happen either!

 

I know some day after this life is through and I am on the other side of the Veil, the LORD will run the tapes and show me what he protected us all from that cold night.

HE kept us all safe, just as we had prayed.

What was meant to be evil against us was turned into a blessing!

 

 

A Kiss From Above

 

So, it was 1977 and I was at a weekly home church meeting in Clearwater Florida with my family and some very dear friends.

My children, two boys, were very young. Three and five year olds.

They loved getting together with all their friends and were

in one of the other rooms in the large house with all the other children playing, coloring and watching videos.

 

We adults had been at the meeting for a couple of hours and had been singing and jamming on worship songs. It was a really wonderful fun filled time, as I so enjoyed singing and hanging out together with everybody.

 

As we all stood up to pray before the close of the meeting I remember that one of the pastors had said we would all give thanks for all that we had been blessed with in this life thus far.

 

I was immediately overwhelmed with a feeling of thanksgiving.

My life was beyond blessed I thought to myself. I had so much to be thankful for how does one begin to express this to such a great God I wondered?

I closed my eyes and prayed along with the rest of the gang and entered into a wonderful peaceful place spiritually.

There was an abundance of serenity. It was like floating. It really felt warm and wonderful. Safe and loving.

We all started singing very softly as it was evident that I was not the only person in the room feeling very connected with the Holy Spirit.

I felt as if I could just cry it was so peaceful. I whispered inwardly to the LORD how very grateful I was for HIS love and great care of me and my family.

Then something really bizarre and odd happened. I felt a touch on my face on my left cheek, almost like a kiss.

Yes, it was exactly like a kiss. Like a Daddy would give his little girl. It was amazing. It was so powerfully felt I started to cry and spoke right out loud in the meeting and said, "I felt a kiss on my face".

Everyone smiled, we all opened our eyes slowly. Others said they had felt a very similar experience at times when the spirit was overwhelming as it was tonight.

I was deeply moved. That had never happened before that nor since that time again.

How wonderful it is to experience  love like that from the Father.

I will always be grateful for the memory of that day.

The Morgue

So, It was 1976. I had been with a group of friends from church and we had been doing a musical Jam all morning with the band.

 It was a very hot summer day and we had just finished our jam.

I was packing up to get ready to head for home. The church was about 3 miles from my house, I stood out on the street in front of the church next to my car saying my good bye's to everyone when another friend pulled up in a van. I didn't know him well, but I'd seen him at church before. He was a tall dark haired guy that was always hanging around and helping people. He got out and came over near where we were all standing and said that a young married couple from another church in town had just lost their child to a drowning accident in South St. Petersburg, in their back yard pool.

He was crying and had asked for prayer for the family.

The father of this young child was a very close friend of his and he was just shocked that this had happened. 

I was so crushed to hear this news. I thought of all the sweet friends I had and how I loved their children! I could relate to what this guy was feeling. I was moved in my Spirit. Even though I didn't know the young couple, I could not help but feel their pain. I asked how old the baby was and my friend said about 2 1/2 years old. A little boy. Pain just gripped me in a way that actually surprised me. I felt so bad for these two young parents, and for this broken man standing in front of us. I had little boys. I was just speechless.

After we all prayed for comfort for this man and his friends, we all exchanged phone numbers with the man to call and pray with him and to stay in touch about the funeral that would be upcoming.  So we all got back in our cars. I said my goodbyes and headed home. The entire drive home I just keep thinking about the young family. What could I do to help ease their pain. I thought to myself, I'll pray for them all day. Maybe I can make them a meal or two? I'll seek GOD for answers for them, so they don't blame themselves and live in torture the rest of their lives.

 

I got home and shared the news with my husband and kids. We all prayed for the young couple. I looked at my beautiful young sons praying earnestly for this baby boy and this situation and my heart just broke. They were so precious.

After dinner that night I got the Bible out and read for about an hour. I read that GOD could raise from the dead, I had read this many times before but today those words came alive for me.

HE is the same GOD today that HE was then so what would the difference be if I believed HIM today for a miracle as they did back then? It was obvious to me that this was my answer!

 

I called my friend who had come in the van to the church and asked, where did they take the boy after he died? He mentioned that he had heard the coroner had taken him to Bayfront Medical Center in downtown St. Petersburg. I asked what the child's name was. He revealed it to me. (I won't mention it here to protect this young couple). 

I shared with him that I was going to the Hospital morgue to raise the child from the dead! I was feeling led to go. My friend was stunned, he asked me how I was going to do this? I said I believe in miracles and I'm asking GOD for one now! I'm going to do it just like they did back in biblical days.

We prayed together again.

I hung up the phone.

I got in my car in pure faith and said to my husband, I'm going to follow the instruction in the Bible to a "T" and call upon the name of the LORD to save this baby boy and bring him back from the dead. Just as had been done in the Bible!

That really shocked him, but he said he believed that faith in action could do just about anything!  I agreed.

My husband prayed for me and said he would stay home with the children. So nothing would hinder me.

Off I went, alone, to Bayfont Medical Center. Full of Faith!

Towards the Morgue.

 

When I got there, I saw this massive large Hospital building, It looked bigger than it ever did before! I parked my car in the street parking. I went into the building with amazing faith, I had prayed all the way there.  I felt as if I were being guided. I did not feel like I was alone! I headed straight down stairs looking for the morgue.

I couldn't find it. I searched the entire floor for a sign leading to it. Then all of a sudden I saw a tall, thin older man, a janitor, moping the floor at the end of a long hall, he was humming some tune, I walked up to him and asked him where I might find the morgue.

He smiled at me and then looking straight into my eyes,

 his eyes got real big and he said to me "Why is a pretty young girl like you looking for the morgue"? I explained my sad story to him briefly and said I felt as if the LORD would guide and instruct me once I found the little boy. He looked at me in utter amazement and replied again with a big smile on his face, "well now, who am I to get in the way of the LORDS plans"?

He said, you know I could get in a lot of trouble for this?

But I believe you're story, I do think the LORD has sent you.

With that he said "Follow me".

And so I did.

We went down in the elevator to another floor. Then as we were headed down the long shiny clean hall he turned and looked at me and said "Have you ever seen a dead body before"? I said "no".

He asked me if I had ever been in a morgue before? I said "no".

He said you are one brave little girl to come here all alone. I replied, I wasn't alone at all and I simply had no fear, I trust the LORD completely. HE is with me, of that I am sure or I would not be doing this!

 I am a bit concerned as to what a dead sweet baby boy will look like however I mentioned.

He said, don't worry honey, he will just look as if he is sleeping, that's all.

Finally, after a long walk we came to the door. A huge stainless steel door with a brass sign, "M O R G U E".

 

The older man tuned to look at me and asked me again, "are you sure you want to go in there"? I said I was never more sure of anything in my life.

Do you want me to go in with you, he asked? I said, no, Thank you, I'll be fine. He said what are you going to do when you find the little boy? I said I'm going to pray and breath life back into him like they did in the bible! GOD will do the rest!

With that he nodded at me as if to say O.K., and told me not to stay to long as it was very cold in there. I said, O.K. I won't. Then he took a key from the ring of keys on his chain hanging by his pocket and he unlocked the door. He then opened the huge door for me and in I went. He looked at me again and said, "you sure  bout this honey"? I just smiled back at him he seemed to understand my smile, he then said, I'll just be out here in the hall then, waiting on you. I replied, O.K., and walked inside. The doors closed behind me. They made a loud bang as they closed. It was very cold.

Here I was, alone in the morgue. It was huge, It was all stainless steel and very clean. It had an odd smell, but not a bad one. Just real different, like you would expect death to smell like, I guess.

I looked around the huge room. It was well lit. There were steel beds protruding like shelves from the walls in the room. There were many bodies all draped in white linens. Maybe about 7 bodies. I walked from one side of the room to the next. But they were all adult bodies. There were no little bodies wrapped in the morgue. No infant sized bodies anywhere. I was so upset. I stood in the center of the room turning each way over and over again. I checked each bed. No little boy! 

I cried out loud to the LORD and said,

"Here I am LORD, where is he"?

I stood in the middle of the morgue taking in all the sterile sights.

I waited for  an answer. I felt I heard GOD say to me,

"Teri, he is not here".

Then silence!

I just stood there.

Then I asked GOD again, where is he?

I felt the LORD tell me,

"he has already been taken to the funeral home Teri".

I ran out of the morgue, and I saw the janitor at the end of the hall. He stopped what he was doing and with wide eyes asked me, "what happened"? I said the boy isn't there!

He's already been taken to the funeral home.

The Janitor said well, I can't help you with that. So I thanked the janitor and I asked him where could I find out which funeral home  they had taken him too? He replied, they would know that at the upstairs desk for the morgue. I asked him where that would be, which floor?  He asked me not to mention that I had gone inside the morgue. I promised him I would not say a word about it, he then told me how to get to the desk upstairs.

I ran up the stairs from the Morgue and found the desk. I inquired at the desk about the arrangements for the little boy. The older lady at the desk said his body was taken that morning to a Funeral home in Tampa, Florida.

I asked which one? She finally told me, but, only after a long conversation I had had with her to convince her to please help me!

 

I drove towards home. I had no idea where the funeral home was in Tampa. I didn't know that city at all at the time. I knew I would get lost if I drove their alone. I had never been to Tampa alone before.

Doubts were creeping in.

If the child was taken there in the early morning, chances were the autopsy or preparation for the funeral would already have been preformed, I thought. I just cried out to GOD, why had I been so late? Why hadn't I gone to the morgue yesterday, or earlier in this morning? I started crying.

I was so upset. I so wanted to raise that child from the dead for that young family. My heart just broke.

 

I drove home and shared my whole experience with the my family.

I called the friend that had told me about the child's death and explained that I was unsuccessful in my attempts to raise the boy from the dead because he wasn't there!

 He replied to me, through his tears and crying, you were not unsuccessful. You were very successful actually. He said, I could not have done what you just did. I don't think anyone of us could have. We were all praying for you and your amazing faith.

The LORD wanted that boy home for whatever reason, otherwise I believe you would have raised that child today!

This is why he wasn't there Teri. Had he been there, you would have had your miracle!

 

To this day I look back on that experience and wonder if that sweet boy would have been there would I have raised his body through faith from the dead. I do truly believe it would have happened.

I also believe that janitor was more than just a janitor, he was part of the divine appointment to allow me to exercise my faith that day.

I will always be blessed from this sad experience and someday I look forward to meeting that little boy face to face.

 

  

The Light

 

 

So, It was 1979, in early Spring. I had been doing quite a bit of reading and studying the Bible. I wanted to know everything about the truth!

I had had a very strong experience in 1973 that had changed my life and led me to follow a path of study, but this year was very different. It was the year I had an experience with an extraterrestrial and  it's craft. I started to rethink everything. I had tried to share with those new friends I had made at church, but half of them didn't even  really know JESUS and could not relate to what I had just experienced.

I was made to feel as if I were the freak.

I had a very strained and difficult time living alone with my experiences throughout my life. I was encouraged by pastors not to speak of them in church to my friends as they may think I was strange. It could frighten people. I thought that was pretty weird, if you're not the cookie cutter Christian, because of your experiences, you really don't belong in the Christian social club. I didn't know anyone else at that time who could relate to me. It was a time in my life that brought about so many questions.

And a lot of confusion!

 

On this particular spring day in 1979 that I would like to share, my husband had been taking a nap as he had come home late from an overnight shift where he worked. He was in a back bedroom where it was more quite so the children wouldn't wake him as they played.

I was in the house doing laundry and cleaning, just another normal day in our household. I had been praying and speaking in tongues which was a gift given to me one night as I slept.

 (I woke up one night after prayer at a church service for the gift of speaking in tongues. The sound of my voice speaking actually woke me up that night. It was amazing to wake up with my lips moving and me praying in an unknown language).

 

I had been praying and sharing with a friend this day after talking for over an hour on the phone and I felt very empowered by the Spirit of GOD.

I could actually feel HIS presence all over me. It was a sense of awareness I had felt before, but this time it was very strong! 

I just kept on cleaning up around the house and folding laundry humming worship songs as I went about by chores.

 

As I finished my laundry I walked into the room where my husband was sleeping. I had a load of folded laundry in my arms and I was trying to be quite as I slipped into the room to put the clothes on the dresser.

My husband was lying on the bed asleep on his side and facing me. Then he opened his eyes, and upon seeing me in the room he jumped up wide eyed, he jumped to his knees on the bed and stared at me while trying to stand up and back himself into the corner of the room on the bed. I said to him softly, "are you O.K."?, He continued to stare and was trying to speak, he was pointing at me as if I were the reason he was frightened! I said again, "What's wrong with you, stop it, you're scaring me"? The look on his face was one of immense fear! He was staring up over my head! He seemed to be seeing something that had taken his breath away as he looked at me. He was in a shock like state as I watched him try to scream and gasp as he went to back away from me and cower in the corner on the bed. The closer I got towards him the more he screamed for me to stay away! I stopped in my tracks as I entered the room upon seeing him react this way.  It actually scared the heck out of me. I had never seen a reaction from anyone like this before. I didn't know what to think of it. So I pleaded with him, "I'm going to back out of the room now"!

Stop acting like this, stop doing what your doing, you're scaring me! I put the clothes down on the dresser and backed out of the room slowly.

I yelled into the room from the hallway and said again, "Are you O.K."?  He replied to me, "what was that all over you"?

I said, What are you talking about? He replied that when he awoke he saw a ghostly white light surrounding me and it was so thick I was like enveloped in it. He said it terrified him, it looked like I had lightening all over me. It was coming out of the top of my head! He didn't know what to think of it, but he didn't want it on him, so he tried to get away from me!

I told him, I didn't feel or see anything like that. I had no idea what he was talking about. I had just been doing the laundry and worshiping GOD while I was humming, I just wanted to put the clothes in on the dresser in this back bed room!

With that I came back around the corner, again I saw him in the same position on his knees up against the wall on the bed, and he yelled when he saw me, it's gone now!

It's gone!

 

I asked him why it scared him? He said he didn't know for sure.

But it didn't seem like it was me standing there in the light of the doorway with this intense light all over me.

He said it looked frightening to him.

 

I have never seen what he saw that day that scared him so in broad daylight. I have heard of Aura's and I had been told once by a psychic my mother knew that she saw something amazing surround me, but to this day I have never seen what others have told me they see occasionally.

This is truly a strange life and I can't say it enough,

truth is stranger than fiction.

I believe I was walking in the SPIRIT when my husband awoke that day and it took him by surprise to see the Light of GOD surrounding me. If you're not accustomed to seeing spiritual things such as this I'm quite sure it would traumatize you the first time.

Maybe I would have acted the same  way if I saw it on him, probably not?

I'll never know.

 

The Answer

 

It was 2009. A warm summer night. It was 3:00 a.m. in the morning and I was awoken from my sleep and felt very troubled.

 

I started praying and I really poured my heart out to GOD. It was no simple prayer. I prayed and prayed in the Spirit. I wrestled with a question and I needed answers for.

I must have been praying for 30 minutes just asking for HIS guidance and council on a few very specific topics. I was so restless.  I cried and tossed and turned trying to be quite as my husband was sleeping next to me. Just after that 30 minutes, I had a great comforting peace come over me and I fell fast asleep again.

 

At exactly 5:00 a.m. I woke up again. I looked at the clock and was really puzzled. I thought to myself, O.K. this is really bizarre. I don't usually just wake up without some reason. I hadn't heard anything. But I just woke up! I had a strong urge to turn the computer on. Again, that's not something I ever do either throughout the night. I didn't want to wake my husband up, so I very carefully lifted the covers off me and headed out to the computer in our living room on the desk.

 

I turned on my e-mail and noticed one single e-mail that had come in since I'd gone to bed that night. It was from a friend I hadn't heard from in years! I was so surprised to see her name in my inbox. I then noticed that her e-mail came in to my in box at exactly 3:00 a.m. "O.K. that was weird"! I don't believe in coincidences. But I really didn't think that much of it until I opened the e-mail.

 

This friend, who I hadn't seen or spoken to in years, was moved to send me this little message in the middle of the night. Not just any message, but a message that was an answer to the very prayer I had gotten up and prayed so desperately about to GOD at exactly 3:00 a.m. that very morning! NOT a coincidence at all!

What are the chances of that?

I Love when that happens!

Just as I am in great need, praying and wrestling with my thoughts, and at the exact same moment, GOD wakes someone else up unbeknown  to me and sends me the exact answer to what I needed to hear!

WOW!

I sat at the computer in my living room and cried for a half hour.

I was so elated that the LORD answered my prayer. And just the fact that HE heard me again was overwhelming to me!

 

Never underestimate what GOD can do.

That was a miracle to me. I needed that answer and reassurance.

Every time I think of this happening, it leaves me amazed.

GOD is so Good! And YES, HE hears and answers our prayers!

 

 

The Indentation

 

So, it was 1984, My days were filled with cleaning ,cooking and raising two boys. I was always doing laundry. Seemed like the minute the washing machine stopped running I was piling more into it for the next load.  

I loved being a mother and keeping a house, it was so rewarding. It was also a full time job!

 

One afternoon while attending to my chores I decided I would watch T.V. while folding a fresh load of laundry I had just taken out of the dryer. I put the laundry basket on the floor next to my bed. I went into the kitchen to get a cup of coffee and I came back to the bedroom to turn the T.V. on and get to task.

 

When I walked past the bed toward the T.V. I was shocked to see right before my very eyes my comforter sink in about 3 inches or so. I stopped dead in my tracks and starred at the indentation.

Someone or something just sat down on my bed right before my very eyes! How does that happen in broad daylight? I wanted to run but I stood my ground! I just kept starring to see if it was going to move. I felt mesmerized actually by this incident.

 

I watched this indentation happen. How was that possible? I was in the home alone. I just kept starring as I backed away from the T.V.

I walked back over to the bed and put my hand into the indentation and ran my hand back and forth. I thought to myself, someone is sitting there and yet I have my hand on the bed. I thought again to myself, can they see me? Who is it?

The hair on the back of my neck was standing up and I was thinking to myself, I wonder if this is going to make this entity mad? I'm not sure I want this thing or person to visualize. I became a bit more frightened at that point. I backed away from the bed and continued to stare at the indentation.

All of a sudden the indentation rose up from the bed and I was dumbfounded! Where did this person go? Are they in the room with me.

 Where are they, who are they? I commanded them out in the name of Jesus, I was shaking a bit when I said it, then I ran out of the room. I ran out the front door to the porch and stood in the sunlight wondering what I should do next.

I wanted to scream! That was a very frightening experience.

I kept asking over and over again, Why?  Who was that?

What was that?

I stayed outside on the porch for about 20 minutes praying and mustering up my strength. I walked back into the house. I never wanted these odd experiences to overtake me in fear. Even though they were really scary. And why did it always have to happen when I was alone? That made me mad! Like I was being taken advantage of. I would think, "Really LORD, Why me"?

I never got an answer to that question, it was like I was just suppose to stay open and learn. It always did increase my faith when I was tested in these experiences.

I went back into the bedroom and turned the T.V. on.  I wanted to hear real voices. Somehow that was comforting at that moment. I continued to fold my basket of clothes. I called my Mom just to hear her voice. I shared with her what had happened. She would always say the same thing when I shared things that were happening to me. She said, "it's a good thing you are so strong in the Lord Teri. That's unnerving"! She would also share odd things that had happened to her over her life time. I was always comforted just hearing another voice after going through something like this. 

She would say she had no idea why, but she was always there for me. She didn't have experiences much any more.

 

The rest of my day went along just as normal as if that experience hadn't even happened.

I have said this a thousand times if I've said it once, Truth is so much stranger than fiction!

We are here to learn, and I feel as if I have been in the school of life to learn that we are not alone here. We are never alone.

There is always another dimension right next to us, open and watching or interacting with us.

We just have to learn to understand it. 

Even the Bible say's there are Angels all around us, watching us and giving thanks when we choose the right path!

This life is an interesting school, Love and understanding are the rewards we take to the next level when we pass into the next life.

 

 

The Miraculous Trip

 

It was 1968. My oldest sister was living in Gainesville Florida while managing a department store there.

I was there checking out the college and looking for work along with her. We were room mates for the time being. It was wonderful. She came home one evening to tell me she had been transferred to Tampa Florida and had already begun the transition to Tampa.

 

I decided to head back to St. Petersburg, looks like the sister time was going to end abruptly. The trip from Gainesville to St. Petersburg is about 170 miles. So, I mentally prepared myself for the move. 

My sister had already packed up her belongings and headed to Tampa the week before I left.

I stayed in the apartment for a week or so while she got things together in Tampa.

It was late the night I gathered my belongings, closed up the apartment and headed out to Interstate 75 heading South.

 

I had no money in my wallet and I glanced down at the gas tank and noticed I was on empty.

I thought to myself, this isn't good. I'm already 20 miles down the road and I just now check for gas? What am I doing?

I guess with all the things going on with moving and packing I forgot to check the most important thing, the gas tank!

So, I started to pray!

I wasn't "good " at praying. I didn't do it much in those days, but I thought I'd give it a try tonight. I was alone, I was afraid, and I needed help! There were not many cars on the highway. I felt so alone. I was fearful of running out of gas and being stuck alone on the side of the road in the dark. But I kept praying, "PLEASE, if you're up there GOD, PLEASE help me now".

 

I wondered with each exit I passed if this would be the one I should pull into and call for help? I kept thinking, But I've prayed, I've asked for help so maybe GOD will come through for me, maybe I should just have a little faith? Wouldn't pulling over mean giving up? I didn't know for sure how "HE" would take me serious if I stopped the car. I Just decided I  wouldn't doubt, so I kept on driving, it was a long, lonely drive.

Please GOD get me home!

I remember thinking I hope HE hears me. I hope HE knows how afraid I am! The miles kept passing, the exits were going by one by one and my trusty Dodge Dart just kept plugging along. It hadn't even sputtered or missed a beat.

The trip took so long though. I didn't remember it taking so long before coming into Gainesville. Why was going back  home taking so long?

I passed so many exit's. It seemed like forever!

The moon was full and it was just beautiful. It made such an impression on me that night. I kept looking up at it as I drove! It comforted me because it was so bright it was almost surreal. Like a big comforting spot light in the night sky.

I must admit though, I still did feel a bit nervous wondering

when I would finally get close to home. I felt as if the night were almost magical. I had cried on and off  wondering how my car was still flying down the road on empty! This was just miraculous! How could I have gotten this far? Why hadn't I run out of gas yet? It truly was a miracle.

I couldn't remember when the last time was I had put gas in that tank? I thought it had been awhile.

I tried to remember going over and over it again in my mind, as I kept on flying down the road but it seemed like it had been a week or so before I left Gainesville.

How was this possible?

 

It was now about twelve midnight.  I'd been on the road for over an hour. My gas tank still read "EMPTY".  I had never had a problem with my gas meter before. It wasn't a mistake. I was on empty! I was clearly in a conundrum here.  I kept staring at it thanking GOD for getting me this far! I started singing little songs to HIM and blessing HIM for keeping me safe. I laughed and felt really stupid. I kept talking to HIM as if HE were right there in the car with me.  Over an hour had past.

Finally I saw the sign to exit for Tampa ahead. I was so relieved! Finally a sign I actually recognized. I hadn't travelled the state that much. And hardly ever alone, so I really didn't know where I was. I only recognized the cities closer to my home. I felt a bit safer just seeing that Tampa sign. But I wasn't safe yet! Driving at night just made everything a bit more challenging as well.

I was so sick of all the advertisements I had seen all along the way thus far. Peanuts for sale, Gas stations and Motels, stop here, go there, all the beaches had advertised and Gator Land, and Coco Beach? It was so far away I thought, why advertise way over here?   Ron Jon surf shop, Geeze, they just never stopped. They were all just cluttering the highway back in those days, it was like a color assault! Signs were everywhere. I hadn't ever noticed that until this night!  And all the cob webs covering all the signs I could see from the lights surrounding them  made me extra fearful, had I gotten stranded, I wondered if the bugs would eat me alive before someone came for help!

 

I was now entering into the city of Tampa. All the bright lights made me feel safe somehow.

I found myself driving over the Gandy Bridge and then into my city! I could hardly believe my eyes! I was so close to my Mom's home.

I kept thinking, if worse came to worse I could almost walk home from here. I was so relieved.

(It would have been a really long walk).

I only had to stop at a few lights. I was getting closer, closer, Please GOD get me home I prayed!

Then that magical moment. I pulled into my Mom's driveway after being on the long road home and you cannot imagine what happened next. Before I had a chance to shut the engine off, the car simply sputtered several times and shut off itself!

I was out of GAS!

You ask me If I believe in GOD? My answer, Oh YES!

I believe in GOD and I also believe in Miracles!

This is one of them!