Divine Moments with God

Although I was busy at work and had close friends and family, something was missing – I was lonely.  I just want to feel loved, I said to God.  Is that so much to ask?

I went to a shop across the street during lunch and found a mug with a red heart and the words “I Love You” written over and over in fancy cursive – the very words I needed to hear.

Feeling a little lighter, I went to the cashier to make my purchase.  The clerk checked the mug but could not find a price sticker.  “I need a price check,” he called out to the store manager.

The manager looked, then shrugged.  “That’s the only one.  I’ve never seen another like it.  Take it.  No charge.”  I held the mug tight to my chest.  God had blessed me with a sign of His love.  And He gave it freely.

Nancy Davis – Woodville, Texas

My husband and I had to make the decision to put both of our big dogs to sleep at the same time, due to both of them being old and sick. I was supposed to be there but my doctor’s appointment ran long. As soon as I was out of the doctor, I went by the Vet’s but my husband was already gone. The Vet told me Mike had taken the ordeal pretty hard.

At home I assured him that our dear pets were both in a better place.

About two weeks later we were in a motel in Phoenix and in the middle of the night Mike heard a noise. It was a thump, followed by thump, thump. Thinking it was our air conditioner going out he got up to look at it. Lying in front of the dresser was our dog, Cody, looking healthy and happy. Just like when we would feed him each day, his tail was thumping against the dresser as opposed to the wall in his huge doggie home.

Of course Mike thought he was dreaming but even after he was sure he was awake, Cody remained, happily thumping his tail! Finally Mike went into the restroom and when he came out, Cody was gone.

The practical side of Mike told him if Cody had actually been there the carpet should feel warmer where Cody had been laying. Sure enough when he knelt down and felt the carpet, there was an area right in front of the dresser that was warm while the rest of the carpet was cold!

When Mike related the story to me, I told him Cody was just letting him know that our decision was the right one and now he is free of all pain and illness.

Marianne
Spanaway, WA

For months as my husband and I drove under street lights they would go off. We started noticing it after a while. We thought maybe it was our son Jason trying to communicate with us. We even commented that if it was him, he might get into trouble because he did it so often.

A couple of days after finally acknowledging the fact that it might be him, I was in the library looking through some books in the children’s section. I wanted to get a book for my other children to read to help them cope with their brother’s death.

The first book I reached for was a book titled Near Death Experiences. As I went to open the cover the book fell open to a page that was folded from the top right corner to the binder of the book. I opened the crease and the first paragraph said; “I can’t tell how many people have told me that street lights have blown out, one by one, as they past under them.”

This book was referring to this as being an after death communication. It was my confirmation that what we suspected about Jason making the street lights go off above us was true!

Sue Cannon

My wife and I had been sending shoe boxes of presents for Operation Christmas Child for a few years. One year we had packed a really nice box for a young boy. As we finished packing, I looked at my wife and said, “I would love to see this little boy’s face when he opens this box.”

The following year we were preparing to do another box and happened to pick up a publication for Operation Christmas Child. My wife was reading it when she called me over to look at something. There, on the bottom of page three, was a picture of a little boy hugging a teddy bear he had just received in his Christmas box. Lo and behold, on closer examination of the box in front of him, we saw all the unique items and wrapping we’d chosen the previous year, including the very recognizable bear. It was our box!

Submitted by, Paul Hammond

Our Grandfather had been fighting stomach cancer for years and on March 21st of 2006 the battle ended for him.

Before he died my mom went to visit him and told him that she would be fine with his death as long as he gave her a sign that he was ok.

About 2 weeks later my mom was at work and the song Angel, by Sarah McLaughlin came on the radio.  Just as the song came on, a ray of sunshine came across her face and she had an overwhelming feeling that her dad had past.  She turned to her co-worker and said; my dad just passed away.  Five Minutes later she got a call from her sister saying that dad passed away at 9:15am.

It was the one year anniversary of his death and mom was at work. The radio was playing in the background when she heard the song Angel, by Sarah McLaughlin.  She looked at the clock and it was the 9:15am.  She got goose bumps, looked up and said thank you dad.

Fiona, fionaleigh@live.com

In July of 1992 my family and I went to the lake for a relaxing afternoon of picnicking and swimming.  

My middle son Jason had been sitting on the shore and decided to come into the water just as I was walking out. He had only been in for a short while, when my oldest boy said, “where is Jason?”  We looked and looked and finally found him under the water. He had a seizure and took in so much water so quickly that he drowned as soon as he went under.

For the next few weeks I could not sleep.  Every time I closed my eyes I would see him under the water.

Then one night I had a dream that someone knocked on the door.  I answered it and it was Jason. When he came into the house he gave me a big hug and said “Mom I am fine. I love you.”  After that dream, I never saw him under the water again and was able to sleep. That dream gave me such peace. I know it was from God.

Janice Pruitt,  pruittjanice@att.net

My mom works for a place called Hospice and cares for people who are very sick and will probably die. She really cares about her patients, and creates bonds with them and their families.

She really loved one of her patients, Ruth, who was close to dying and would probably die before my mom and dad returned from their anniversary trip to Chicago.  My mom went to Ruth and told her that they were going away for a couple of days and that she loved her.

The night before mom was leaving, she had a dream that she and my dad were walking along a pathway and she saw out of the corner of her eye, a beautiful yellow glowing butterfly. She said she acknowledged that it was pretty and carried on her conversation with dad. A few seconds latter, the butterfly fluttered over and flew just above her head, so as not to distract her. She looked up for a moment and just then the butterfly turned into a gorgeous rose and shot up to heaven.  My mom sprung up from bed and looked at the clock. It was 5:15 am.

Later that day mom called Hospice to check on Ruth before they left.  The receptionist told her that Ruth had died that morning.  When mom asked what time she died, they told her, 5:15 am.

Mom knew that it was Ruth letting her know that she loved her and that she was going to be ok, she was going to heaven and was happy.

Anonymous

Hope

I had accepted the Lord as my savior from previous confirmations, but He didn’t seem to be with me for quite some time.  I was getting frustrated, almost to the point of listening to the skeptics around me who didn’t believe in God.  I had not even been to church for several months and I was actually doubting His existence.  

I was preparing for bed as always and decided to throw out a little prayer explaining my lost feeling to God.  I prayed, “Please Lord, come to me more regularly, even if it is in tonight’s dream, amen”.  

I had been struggling to sleep as well but immediately slipped into a peaceful rest.  It seemed like the whole night was over in the matter of minutes.  I started waking to the point of alert consciousness although still finishing a passing dream.  I was aware of everything around me, so I know that I was not still sleeping. 

My aunt was in bad health in reality and she is quite wealthy.  I started thinking / dreaming consciously about her.  All of a sudden, I could see myself in a restaurant with my aunt and she insisted on me helping with her will which I was uncomfortable with.  I explained that she needed to write down what she wanted for her daughters, charities and other loved ones.  She didn’t trust anybody except me which was okay to a point.  

I could have opened my eyes at any moment and focus on the rising sun but chose not to.  I convinced my aunt to write a long will (seemingly took forever) and she insisted that I read it.  I would not comply feeling I would invade her privacy.  She kept insisting, “take this will and make sure it is right.”  I wasn’t comfortable doing so and completely refused.  She finally got very angry with me and said, “Just look for a moment.”  None of this made any sense until I finally said “OK”.  She smiled at me and I closed my eyes tighter to focus on the occurrence.  

I took the folded letter and opened it.
Immediately in the boldest, brightest letters that I have ever encountered, the word “JESUS” jumped off the paper at me.  I have never seen such brightness and was shocked to the point that my heart starting beating rapidly.  

When my heart beat finally settled down, with my eyes wide opened, I thanked the Lord for coming back into my life and especially for giving the confirmation exactly how I had asked!  

I’ve had many other confirmations, some too personal to mention, but trust me, Jesus is the savior of the world and He loves you as a person more than you will ever know!  

God bless you.

I can remember it being around Christmas time and I believe it was the first Christmas that my family and I had spent in my grandmother’s house. My grandmother had passed away a few years before.

It was VERY cold outside and we were standing there watching my stepdad put up the Christmas decorations.

For some reason I began to think about my Grandmother and how much I missed her.  I started feeling very sad.

All of a sudden there was this very strong wind.  The weird thing about it was that even though it was freezing cold outside, the wind was very warm and pleasant. It felt like a familiar embrace. I looked over at my mom and before I could say anything she said to me “she’s here”. 

a.fradue@yahoo.com

For years my daughter had been suffering from spermatic fits and would have horrible rages.

One night I woke up around 1:00 a.m. with a feeling of electricity flowing through my brain. There was no pain, just a feeling of electricity. I spoke the words; “She is healed”, but I did not know why I said that.

“Three years later”, I heard of a procedure called electric brain probe surgery.  The minute I heard about the procedure I remembered my dream and knew instantly, this was the answer we’ve been searching for.  Jesus had shown me the surgery in advance and I wasn’t afraid.  I allowed it to be performed on my daughter and her rages went away and have never returned.

If Jesus had not shown me this procedure in advance, in my own brain, I would have never allowed the surgery and my daughter would have missed out on a miracle.

Thank you, Jesus.
Jacinta, marypioneercatholic@cox.net