Chapter Twelve

It has come to pass in these last days

that You pour out Your Spirit on all flesh.

Your sons and Your daughters prophesy.

Joel 2:28, Acts 2:17

A Messenger of the Lord

It was Friday morning Mass at Holy Family Church. Having received the host, the beloved body of Christ, I reached for the wine, His precious blood, handed to me by the woman just ahead in line.

Her smile was radiant with joy and peace. Never in my wildest imagination could I have known what other gift this woman would give to me. She was to be a messenger of the Lord.

After the Mass, I remained in the chapel playing Chopin on the grand piano. On the other side of the room one person had remained to pray. Drawn by my music, she approached and I saw that it was the woman with the beautiful smile.

The next several hours passed quickly as we shared our inner selves, moving from the chapel to a nearby restaurant.  At 1:00 p.m., holding hands over coffee, she said a prayer of healing for my ex-husband. We felt a power surge through us.

Later that day I called him and asked, “What were you doing at one o’clock?”

“Funny you should ask. I was just getting ready for lunch when there was this huge bolt of lightening outside my office window. Then in the lunchroom the whole building seemed to vibrate. It must have been quite a storm!”

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