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The first time I saw Angels:
as far back as I can recall, when I was 3 years old, in 1957, I was very sick and taken to the hospital. The doctor told my parents I should stay over night, he suspected I had pneumonia. I was worried, but then I looked up towards the ceiling, and I could see like little clouds open up, and a group of angels looking down on me. I told my Mom, "It's ok Mommy, the angels are here to keep me safe." Mom got very scared and asked "What are you talking about Ginny?" I pointed to the angels, but she could not see them. Mom insisted we go home fast, as she feared I would die at the hospital.
| A whole bunch of angels When I was about 6 or 7 years old,(summer 1960 or 61) my sisters and I had been sent to bed. We were in our pajamas, and it was still light out, the neighbors were still outside playing. We couldn't go out, but we could jump up and down on our beds. Mom hollered at us a few times, but we were giggling and having fun, so we kept it up. Suddenly, I noticed something out the window. Just right there, in mid-air, were angels! They were high enough to be easily noticed from our upstairs window, but not too high above the chain-link fence around our back yard. My sisters and I went to the window, and listened quietly, as the angels were singing! They were singing about Jesus, but in a language I had never heard before, though I understood it.(My first 'interpretation of tongues) We stood quietly, and just watched. In a moment, Mom came to see why we were so quiet all of a sudden. She asked *What are you girls doing?* and we told her *We are looking at the angels!* She came to the window, and she didn't see anything. *Stop making up stories.* she admonished us. *No Mom, they're really real, look, our dog Chris is looking at them too!* Mom saw that the collie was wagging her tail and looking up into the air, just where we had pointed. She turned pale, frightened, and said, *You girls come away from the window now!* We argued a bit, but she made us get into bed anyway. I was sorry that Mom couldn't see the angels, they were beautiful. I talked to Mom about it as an adult, she remembered the event, but said she never saw the angels. Some people say kids are better attuned to angels, but I've seen angels as an adult on several occasions, so that's not all there is to it.
| Angels protected me: In July of 1978, I had been fasting and praying for 7 days, and stopped fasting when it was my daughter's 3rd birthday, on the 11th. After having a bit of lunch, I walked from our townhouse in Gaithersburg, Md to a shopping center 3-4 miles away. I found a book of 101 Dalmations, and a toy dalmation dog to match, and purchased them for my little girl. I was nearly finished walking home, and desided to cut across a vacant field to save time, as I was pretty tired. A white van came screaching around the corner, and started up onto the dirt path, coming straight towards me. The young men inside the van were hanging out the windows and yelling at me, grafically detailing how they intended to abuse me. I imediately began praying in tongues, and asked God to send angels to protect me. No sooner were the words out of my mouth, than the four large angels appeared around me, warrior-angels, clad in armor and carrying swords and their wings were spread out covering a very large area, wing spans each measuring about 20 feet. Two were at my sides, and two were behind me. We walked forward, into the path of the van. The driver and his companions looked horrified,their eyes bugged out. They uttered a few four-lettered words and sped away rapidly. The angels remained with me until I reached the street, when they were no longer visible, but their presence was still felt. I was leaping and praising God the next 2 blocks home. When I came inside, I told everyone what had occurred, and someone said *Ginny, maybe you shouldn't walk alone.* They obviously missed the point, I was not alone.
| Thursday, June 1st, 2000 Being first Thursday, a day for Adoration of the Eucharist, I went to chapel around 4:30 pm, and one sister was present when I arrived. I stayed until about 5:55 pm, leaving in time to pick up my daughter and drive her home from work. After dropping her at home, I returned to church, as it was also Ascension of Our Lord. I went into the main church, and was very happy to see the exposed Host in a beautiful Monstrance! This was the first time I had seen it since moving here 6 months ago, my old church had the exposed Host displayed for Adoration every month, but here it has always been kept inside the tabernacle and hidden beneath a veil. As I filled with joy, and took my place in a pew near the front center of the church, I knelt on the kneeler to Adore and to pray. As I gazed at the Host, it became overwhelming to me, and joy was filling my heart. I prayed to the Most Compassionate Heart of Jesus, and told the Lord all of my concerns about my daughters and their personal troubles. I also praised Him, and worshipped Him, and as I did so, the gold-overlayed monstrance seemed to gently float off of the alter a minute bit. I continued praising and Adoring my Lord, and could actually see the Host in the monstrance sway from side to side, as though gently dancing to the thoughts of musical Adoration in my mind. It was entirely clear to me that I was the only one to see this, as no other person stirred from their places. The stirring within me was great. Suddenly, the room became darkened, not completely, but noticably, except for the Host and the monstrance, which became very bright and brilliantly glowing in the center of my view. A wonderful peace came over me, and the real presence of the Lord was deeply felt, as in the past at Adoration in my old church! I can see the face of Christ in the Host, and this time, His visual appearence was astounding to my soul. It amazes me when anyone declares that He is not actually in the Host! If only they could see my Lord as I do! I always believed without seeing, but am truly blessed in the visions. I also experienced something that I often feel, physically, a weight and pressure of a wreath on my head, and a prickly sensation. Praise God. I have been more joyful and alive since Thursday.
| Thursday, May 13th, 1999 4:00 a.m. I was awakened from a magnificent dream! This is what was in the dream: I was wearing a navy blue cardigan sweater, a gold cross on a chain around my neck, a navy blue skirt and white blouse. I was carrying "A secret gift from God". There was a man pursuing me, attempting to steal my gift, but he could not catch me. He tried to trick me by pretending to be with the police. I knew he was a liar and kept a few steps ahead of him in a crowd. I darted through the crowd, as he followed close behind. I saw the Blessed Mother, robed in blue with a mantle on her head. She stood calmly, and handed me a translucent cube of bread. It seemed almost like a gelatin, but was frosty white. I ate it and it tasted like onion. Then I began leading a young woman through the crowd, and she was an athlete. She told me she was "more than a voice" and that "Grace (my deceased daughter) was being kept safe" for me, and I visualized that she was in a glass house (like the one I dreamed my deceased mother in) and she told me "not in Canada". I continued evading the man, and went into a school room where there was a nun and many children in uniforms. A policeman tried to hold back the man, and my uncle, Gene, was worried that the man would catch me. I was on the inside of the classroom, with a glass paned door closed between the man and myself. I looked up, and the Blessed Mother spoke to me and said "Rise up", so I arose to the ceiling, and he ceiling opened up! As I passed through the open ceiling, I saw a brilliant white bridge and it was full of nuns dressed in white and kneeling in reverence and praying. Just beyond them was a sparkling white fountain of water, and the Virgin Mary stood on a globe, rising in the midst of it. She was dressed all in shimmering bright white, and as I drew closer, she told me "No one can take away your gift". I woke up and prayed several "Hail Mary's" and then wrote this in my journal.
| (note: this is the third time I have had a dream of the Blessed Mother)
| Today is Sunday, June 4th, 2000 The world famous International Pilgrim Statue of Our Lady of Fatima was at our church for a special 2 hour veneration this evening. It is a very beautiful statue, and reportedly many miracles have taken place on the journeys it goes on, including at least 30 incidents of witnessed tears crying from her eyes! I kneeled in prayer of the Rosary, and in veneration of Our Lady, she looked much as described in my dream, all dressed in white and standing on a globe. She seemed to glow from within, and I could see the same swaying and aura of light as I see in the exposed Eucharist, which was also prominently displayed in the gold monstrance. I felt very strongly the presence of the Holy Spirit and also felt the sensation of being under her mantle of protection. We all came to the front in small groups and left prayer requests in a box that will travel to many more cities to be prayed over. I wrote the names of all my family members on a list that will be scanned onto cd and placed inside the heart of a life-sized statue of Our Lady of Fatima, in Fatima, where those names will remain in her care. This gives me great peace.
| Tuesday, June 6th, 2000 I have been praying many Novenas this past month, and it is really improving my prayer experience. One big prayer was answered when I reached the 9th day of the Divine Mercy Novena, and it was the first Novena I have ever completed. Since then, I have had at least one Novena going, and sometimes 2, every day in my yahoo club: ThereIsForgiveness Today I went to church and was able to paint the statue of Jesus with His Sacred Heart exposed. It is a small old concrete statue, and had been showing a lot of weathering, paint was peeling and some of the concrete is chipped, as well as being faded and dirty. Well, now Jesus is clean and freshly painted, and his cloak is nice and new looking in time for Pentacost this Sunday. I still need to apply a clear matte finish, but I feel better knowing I did a service for the church.
| Thursday, August 3rd, 2000 I went to adoration today, and as I was kneeling in front of the Host in the Monstrance, praising the Lord, I began to again see the entire Monstrance and Host floating and swaying just above the altar. I continued praying for departed loved ones, and praising the Lord, and the entire stone wall behind the altar seemed to change into a movable backdrop, swaying and waving as a flag in the breeze! It moved as a unit but in separate direction from the motion I saw in the floating and swaying of the Host! I bowed my head in prayer, but each time I looked up in adoration, it happened again. It was like God was telling me, that if He could make this stone wall move, He can do anything. I thanked Him for showing me that. I do believe He is able to all things. It is always such a blessing to me when I spend time in adoration.
| December 2nd, 2000 I had a dream that I was kneeling and praying before The Virgin Mary, and had candles lit and was communicating with her directly. I was very immersed in our communion, and someone came along and thought I was just talking to a statue, but this was no statue, it was The Blessed Mother herself. I told the person that I was praying and that I would speak with them later. When that person went away, I noticed that the Blessed Mother had a beautiful string of pearls around her neck. That's all.
| 3/19/01 1:02 pm just before waking, I had a dream telling me to pray to Saint Ann, grandmother of Jesus. I am starting right away.
| DAILY PRAYER TO SAINT ANN O glorious St. Ann, you are filled with compassion for those who invoke you and with love for those who suffer! Heavily burdened with the weight of my troubles, I cast myself at your feet and humbly beg of you to take the present intention which I recommend to you in your special care. Please recommend it to your daughter, the Blessed Virgin Mary, and place it before the throne of Jesus, so that He may bring it to a happy issue. Continue to intercede for me until my request is granted. But, above all, obtain for me the grace one day to see my God face to face, and with you and Mary and all the saints to praise and bless Him for all eternity. Amen. Our Father, . . . Hail Mary . . . O Jesus, Holy Mary, St. Ann, help me now and at the hour of my death. Good St. Ann, intercede for me. FIRST DAY Dear St. Ann, though I am but a prodigal child, I appeal to you and place myself under your great motherly care. Please listen to my prayers and grant my requests. See my contrite heart, and show me your unfailing goodness. Deign to be my advocate and recommend me to God's infinite mercy. Obtain for me forgiveness of my sins and the strength to begin a new life that will last forever. Blessed St. Ann, I also beg of you the grace to love, to serve, and to honor your daughter, the most holy Virgin Mary. Please recommend me to her and pray to her for me. She refuses none of your requests but welcomes with loving kindness all those for whom you intercede. Good Jesus, be merciful to the faithful servants of Your grandmother St. Ann. Blessed Sacrament Fathers ST. ANN'S SHRINE Cleveland, Ohio
| April 1st, 2001 While at Mass this morning, watching Father Bill prepare the Eucharist, I could see the Holy Spirit envelope him, not just as usual, but in a huge way. The Glorious brilliance around him and the Host and the cup of Our Lord's blood was nearly filling the entire area of the altar. It was as when I have been at adoration, and I felt very blessed. I was mostly speechless as I was leaving, and only shook his hand. It is good to have a priest so yielded to the Holy Spirit. I do hope we can get enough people to start having adoration.
| April 22, 2001 (9th day of Divine Mercy novena) I had a dream, that, in honor of Saint Faustina, Pope John Paul II (he was dressed in white and seated) was giving us *Mercy Bread*, it was made in the shape of a rosebud and flavored of cinnamon. He made it by placing the dough on a thin rod, layer by layer, forming a rosebud shape, and then it was quickly cooked and lightly browned by a red laser beam. After that, once we had eaten it, a *Viper woman* sneaked up a spiral staircase from below (we were on the uppermost Turret of a castle) and she stabbed the Pope in the back. He rebuked her, and I saw blood pool up for a minute in the wound, then it turned to water and he seemed unharmed. I woke up 2 minutes before my alarm was to go off, at 7:28am (I never get up without the alarm at such an hour!) So, I got up fast and wrote this down, it was a joyful feeling I had. Starting today, Mercy Sunday, 2001, I am praying the entire Rosary daily for the sake of my daughters, as well as this, Saint Joseph novena: Ever blessed and glorious Joseph, kind and loving father, and helpful friend of all in sorrow! You are the good father and protector of orphans, the defender of the defenseless, the patron of those in need and sorrow. Look kindly on my request. My sins have drawn down on me the just displeasure of my God, and so I am surrounded with unhappiness. To you, loving guardian of the Family of Nazareth, do I go for help and protection. Listen, then, I beg you, with fatherly concern, to my earnest prayers, and obtain for me the favors I ask. I ask it by the infinite mercy of the eternal Son of God, which moved Him to take our nature and to be born into this world of sorrow. I ask it by the weariness and suffering you endured when you found no shelter at the inn of Bethlehem for the holy Virgin, nor a house where the Son of God could be born. Then, being everywhere refused, you had to allow the Queen of Heaven to give birth to the world's Redeemer in a cave. I ask it by the Loveliness and power of that Sacred Name, Jesus, which you conferred on the adorable infant. *br* *br* I ask it by that painful torture you felt at the prophecy of holy Simeon, which declared the child Jesus and His holy Mother future victims of our sins and of their great love for us. I ask it through your sorrow and pain of soul when the angel declared to you that the life of the Child Jesus was sought by His enemies. From their evil plan you had to flee with Him and His Blessed Mother to Egypt. I ask it by all the suffering, weariness, and labors of that long and dangerous journey. I ask it by all your care to protect the Sacred Child and His Immaculate Mother during your second journey, when you were ordered to return to your own country. I ask it by your peaceful life in Nazareth where you met with so many joys and sorrows. I ask it by your great distress when the adorable Child was lost to you and His Mother for three days. I ask it by your joy at finding Him in the Temple, and by the comfort you found at Nazareth, while living in the company of the Child Jesus. I ask it by the wonderful submission He showed in His obedience to you. I ask it by the perfect love and conformity you showed in accepting the Divine order to depart from this life, and from the company of Jesus and Mary. I ask it by the joy which filled your soul, when the Redeemer of the world, triumphant over death and hell, entered into the possession of His kingdom and led you into it with special honors. I ask it through Mary's glorious Assumption, and through that endless happiness you have with her in the presence of God. O good Father! I beg you, by all your sufferings, sorrows, and joys, to hear me and obtain for me what I ask. (Here name your petitions or think of them.) [my petition: please be a father to my daughters, lead them and guide them and protect them from every danger, as their earthly fathers have not done.] Obtain for all those who have asked my prayers everything that is useful to them in the plan of God. Finally, my dear patron and father, be with me and all who are dear to me in our last moments, that we may eternally sing the praises of JESUS, MARY AND JOSEPH.
| Saturday, July 14, 2001 [2 weeks after Uncle Jack died July 1] While praying or Uncle Frank's cancer a minute ago, I heard Mom's voice. So I stopped praying for a minute and listened to what she was telling me. She said *Ginny, pray for Jack.* Please pray for Jack with me, here is a copy of the prayer for the dead we pray at my church if you wish to use it.: Prayer for the Poor Souls in Purgatory English V. Eternal rest grant unto them, O Lord. R. And let the perpetual light shine upon them. And may the souls of all the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace. Amen. Latine V. Requiem aeternam dona eis, Domine. R. Et lux perpetua luceat eis. Fidelium animae, per misericordiam Dei, requiescant in pace. Amen. I e-mailed this to my family and prayer partners, and posted the prayer in my thereisforgiveness club
| Saturday December 8, 2001 Advent Solemnity of the Immaculate Conception of the Blessed Virgin Mary this morning, before Mass, as I was praying, I looked at the little statue of the Virgin Mary we have on a shelf against the wall. There was a candle lit, and the statue was swaying as I prayed. This continued each time I looked, even after the house lights were turned on. The last time, I saw a special light come from Mary and light up the face of the lady who was to read the scriptures! I listened carefully and prayerfully to all of the readings. this is what she read: Reading I Genesis 3:9-15, 20 After the man, Adam, had eaten of the tree, the LORD God called to the man and asked him, *Where are you?* He answered, *I heard you in the garden; but I was afraid, because I was naked, so I hid myself.* Then he asked, *Who told you that you were naked? You have eaten, then, from the tree of which I had forbidden you to eat!* The man replied, *The woman whom you put here with me_ she gave me fruit from the tree, and so I ate it.* The LORD God then asked the woman,*Why did you do such a thing?* The woman answered, *The serpent tricked me into it, so I ate it.* Then the LORD God said to the serpent: *Because you have done this, you shall be banned from all the animals and from all the wild creatures; on your belly shall you crawl, and dirt shall you eat all the days of your life. I will put enmity between you and the woman, and between your offspring and hers; he will strike at your head, while you strike at his heel.* The man called his wife Eve, because she became the mother of all the living. Responsorial Psalm Psalm 98:1, 2-3, 3-4 R. (1a) Sing to the Lord a new song, for he has done marvelous deeds. Sing to the LORD a new song, for he has done wondrous deeds; his right hand has won victory for him, his holy arm. R. Sing to the Lord a new song, for he has done marvelous deeds. The LORD has made his salvation known: in the sight of the nations he has revealed his justice. He has remembered his kindness and his faithfulness toward the house of Israel. R. Sing to the Lord a new song, for he has done marvelous deeds. All the ends of the earth have seen the salvation by our God. Sing joyfully to the LORD, all you lands; break into song; sing praise. R. Sing to the Lord a new song, for he has done marvelous deeds. Reading II Ephesians 1:3-6, 11-12 Brothers and sisters: Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us in Christ with every spiritual blessing in the heavens, as he chose us in him, before the foundation of the world, to be holy and without blemish before him. In love he destined us for adoption to himself through Jesus Christ, in accord with the favor of his will, for the praise of the glory of his grace that he granted us in the beloved. In him we were also chosen, destined in accord with the purpose of the One who accomplishes all things according to the intention of his will, so that we might exist for the praise of his glory, we who first hoped in Christ. Fr. Bill read this part of course: Gospel Luke 1:26-38 The angel Gabriel was sent from God to a town of Galilee called Nazareth, to a virgin betrothed to a man named Joseph, of the house of David, and the virgin's name was Mary. And coming to her, he said, "Hail, full of grace! The Lord is with you." But she was greatly troubled at what was said and pondered what sort of greeting this might be. Then the angel said to her, "Do not be afraid, Mary, for you have found favor with God. Behold, you will conceive in your womb and bear a son, and you shall name him Jesus. He will be great and will be called Son of the Most High, and the Lord God will give him the throne of David his father, and he will rule over the house of Jacob forever, and of his kingdom there will be no end." But Mary said to the angel, "How can this be, since I have no relations with a man?" And the angel said to her in reply, "The Holy Spirit will come upon you, and the power of the Most High will overshadow you. Therefore the child to be born will be called holy, the Son of God. And behold, Elizabeth, your relative, has also conceived a son in her old age, and this is the sixth month for her who was called barren; for nothing will be impossible for God." Mary said, "Behold, I am the handmaid of the Lord. May it be done to me according to your word." Then the angel departed from her.
| Sunday, January 6th, 2002 Epiphany of the Lord While at Mass today, I was praying for the Lord to heal the wounds my heart has suffered from abuses and betrayals of people whom I have trusted and loved. As I was praying, I saw my heart, with many jagged tears and wounds, and even steel pins [like sewing pins] jabbed into it. I could feel some of the pins being removed, and some of the healing beginning to be manifested [visually] as I prayed. A personal Epiphany on Epiphany Sunday. When Fr. Bill spoke of the wise men being at the nativity [as the figurines had been placed there today] I recalled how my Mom used to move the three wise men a bit closer to the manger scene each day until Epiphany Sunday [she was Catholic] and she would tell us why she was doing that, while Dad was at work [ he did not allow Catholic ideas to be mentioned in his home]. I was glad to recall how Mom tried as much as she could to be a good influence on us. Thanks Mom.
| Friday, March 22, 2002 While at adoration [after the Stations of the Cross] I was praying and asking God why I have seen angels so many times in my life, and why other people don't see them. As I was praying about this, the Lord brought to my memory 2 times I had forgotten about, once when I was 3 years old; my parents had taken me to the hospital because I was quite ill. The doctor said I had a mild case of pneumonia, and suggested that I stay overnight. I remember Mom was upset, not wanting to leave me. I looked up in the corner of the room near the ceiling, and saw angels in blue. I told Mom "It's O.K. Mommy, the angels are here." and she got scared and asked me what I was talking about. I pointed up at them, but nobody else saw them. Mom was really frightened and insisted that we go home right away, she was afraid the angels had come to get me. Another time, when I was about 6 or 7, I saw angels when I looked into my mother's dresser mirror, they were golden. But when I looked around the room, I could not see them, just in the mirror. The Lord showed me there were many more times, but that made me pray harder, wondering why. Then he told me clearly; "You have been filled with the Holy Spirit since birth". This answer amazed me. But it makes sense now that I survived so many brushes with death because of God's intervention. I know I am to make art for God, any other things he has for me to do remain a mystery. I continue in prayer.
| Saturday, June 1st, 2002 5:30 a.m. While I lay in bed sleeping, a terrible attack on my spirit occurred. It was at once like I was being shown tunnels under the earth, and darkness. Then a heavy weight came over me as it seemed that a million white rats attacked my body and I couldn't breath. I struggled to pray, and cast them off. Then a thick black cloud like millions of black flies covered me and tried to choke me. It was again a heavy weight. I prayed again and bound them in the name of Jesus Christ and cast them off. Then I could see white cloth draped from a high cross, blowing in the wind. The evil one was still trying to find another way to attack me, so I prayed in the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit and proclaimed that the strong chains of the Holy Spirit would bind the evil attacker and cast him into hell. I began to pray the rosary and a blinding flash of pain struck my head, like a migraine, but I continued praying and got out of bed. I came out to the living room and poured Holy Water on my head. I feel much better now. 6:10 a.m. New Advent Novena : http://maple.lemoyne.edu/~bucko/sj_nov2.html
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