Stories of the Power of Spirit
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the Editor: God moves in all of our lives. The " On Angel's
Wing's Column features true stories by real people of the power
of Spirit to transform lives. Experiences can be subtle or profound.
Transformational experiences with Spirit can include prayers answered,
miraculous happenings, out-of-body experiences, contact by departed
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years ago, my uncle's son was to be baptized but we were unable
to find the baptismal gown which had been handed down for generations
and was considered a family heirloom. It was really on my mind
because I was the last one to use it a year and a half ago for
my son's baptismal.
thinking about it, I was sure I had given it to my grandmother
after the baptism. My grandmother had prided herself with how
she cared for this family heirloom. Unfortunately, she had died
over a year ago so we were not able to consult her.
in the family looked for it with no success. A few days later,
I had a dream that I was in the old farm house with grandma, so
I asked her where the gown was. She said,"Oh that's in Micheal's
room in a bag." (Micheal is my uncle, grandma's son.) The
next morning I woke up and didn't think much about the dream.
My mother called to say they were going to clean grandma's house,
so I mentioned the dream to her. Later that day my mother called
back to say that she had found the baptismal gown in a bag in
Van Gurp,Belmount Ont.
day my son, Matthew, who was four years old at the time, came
up the basement stairs and into the kitchen with a strange look
on his face. 'Mommy', he said, 'Bronwyn's grandfather is in our
basement'. Bronwyn was Matthew's four year old best friend and
on more than one occasion, I must admit, his partner in crime.
She lived a few houses away on the same street as we did in a
house very similar to ours. Her grandfather, a very elderly man,
had passed into the World of Spirit a few weeks earlier after
spending the last several years of his life living with her family.
Matthew's comment certainly got my attention.
do you mean? Bronwyn's grandfather is in our basement? What's
he doing there?', I asked. 'Nothing', said Matthew, 'Just standing
by the freezer'.
and saw only specks of dust drifting in the late afternoon sun.
Although at that time I knew little about the Spirit World compared
to my current awareness I seemed to instinctively grasp what had
happened. I told Matthew. 'Go back downstairs and tell Mr. B.
that he is in the wrong house. He wants to visit the house where
he used to live. Just tell him to go six houses up the block to
didn't hesitate but promptly went back downstairs and in a voice
that rang with the confidence of a child bid Mr. B. as I had instructed.
He burst into the kitchen a few minutes later. Very pleased with
himself he announced triumphantly, 'You were right, Mommy! He's
gone now', and in the way of children went on to play happily
with his lego. Matthew hadn't missed a step but I had to sit down
for a minute. 'Imagine that', I thought, 'Mr. B. of all people
showing up in our basement'. Very, very interesting.
Trish North, Halifax, N.S.
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