{"id":27231,"date":"2019-08-22T13:01:49","date_gmt":"2019-08-22T13:01:49","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/spiritdaily.org\/blog\/?p=27231"},"modified":"2019-09-18T02:59:20","modified_gmt":"2019-09-18T02:59:20","slug":"another-brush-with-other-side","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/spiritdaily.org\/blog\/another-brush-with-other-side\/","title":{"rendered":"Mailbag: Another Brush With The \u2018Other Side\u2019"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Mailbag: Another Brush With The \u2018Other Side\u2019<\/h1>\n

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A viewer named Joel from eastern Ontario writes (regarding healing; the afterlife account comes after):<\/div>\n
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\"Image\u201cWhen Jacob Nano was dying, the best minds at\u00a0Boston Children\u2019s<\/a>\u00a0tried every known method and medicine to save him. His parents and family used every known Protestant prayer and method, including tongues. And the disease would not relent. The unknown disease seemed to have a mind of its own.<\/div>\n
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\"Image\u201cAt one point,\u00a0<\/span>the pastor and some helpers gathered at Jacob\u2019s bedside, and fervently offered their prayers in tongues. As long as they kept praying, the symptoms receded. But as soon as they stopped praying, the symptoms\u00a0returned, even stronger. The pastor mistakenly declared him healed. This was a full-fledged spiritual war. Later that day, I offered the Gift of Tears, and the disease fled from Jacob.+<\/div>\n
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\u201cThe difference has to do with principalities. I humbled myself before the Holy Spirit. I was as helpless on my own, as they were. But I didn\u2019t try on my own. When the love of God consumed me in great sobs of humility, the Holy Spirit rose up in me, and joined in the Holy Communion with Lord Jesus, they rebuked the demon of illness. A few minutes later, I knew that Jacob had been freed, it was impossible not to know. And I called Keith, his father, to share the glad news with him.<\/div>\n
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\"Image\u201cSo, he named his book,\u00a0The Gift of Tears<\/em>. He\u2019s one of the Protestants with low regard for Catholics, so it stung him when their efforts to save Jacob failed, and a Catholic prayer method, which included the real Presence, was able to save his son. I\u2019ll let him resolve that. You know how much our Holy Father has been promoting the Gift of Tears. It is only received unbidden, so it\u2019s up to each believer to seek it.<\/div>\n
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\u201cWhen it first came, I suddenly felt the Holy Presence, and fell on my knees, sobbing profoundly, right after the priest repeated the words, \u2018Do this in remembrance of Me.\u2019 I didn\u2019t know what hit me, and carrying on like that at Mass was embarrassing! But remember, in a true Mass, the heavens open up to share the Gift with us. And Jesus leads the way. Because He said He would be there.<\/div>\n
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\u201cWhatever you can do to promote the Gift of Tears, please do so. It has profound spiritual power, and we are at the place and time where we really need that now.\u201d<\/div>\n
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\"ImageOur good friend\u00a0Kelley Jankowski<\/span>\u00a0from Baltimore, author of the popular,\u00a0An Army in Heaven<\/em>,<\/a>\u00a0writes:<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cI had to share with you an experience I had at work the other night. I was caring for \u2018Mrs. M,\u2019 an elderly woman who\u2019s daughter was rather high strung and easily anxious. Her mother was declining and began speaking to people we couldn\u2019t see. Her daughter insisted her mother was \u2018hallucinating.\u2019 I gently tried to explain that dying patients, more often than not, will see and converse with deceased loved ones and this was not considered a hallucination, but very much part of the dying process, because the veil thins the closer death approaches. Steadfast in her denial, she disregarded anything the staff told her of her mother\u2019s experiences. As the weeks passed, we did our best to support her knowing how difficult it is to lose a mother.<\/div>\n
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\u201cMy father, who was a physician, passed away in 2011, and we lost our mother last November to the ravages of dementia. She was a saintly woman who asked for her purgatory on earth, and watching, especially the last 6 years of her life, we all knew God had accepted her offering. As a nurse though, I have often called upon my father during my night shifts, especially when dealing with a challenging situation, symptoms that we are having difficulty getting under control, or when dealing with upset and angry family members.<\/div>\n
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\u201cVery often, the words to soothe will pour out, or an idea of what to try to ease a symptom will pop into my head, or just how to be still and listen to a struggling family member. I know it is his way of assisting me from the other side, and I can\u2019t tell you what comfort it brings. Anyway, as I cared for Mrs. M, I was amazed at her resignation, perpetually patient when we\u2019d turn or clean her, and she always had a smile for anyone at her bedside.<\/div>\n
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\u201cThis particular morning,<\/span>\u00a0I went into her room and freshened her up, repositioned her onto her back and raised her head so I could bring her her morning medications.\u00a0 When I returned to her room, I saw her looking over her left shoulder and speaking to someone I couldn\u2019t see, and she was smiling. I have become accustomed to this phenomena as a hospice nurse and no longer find it surprising, but find it a gauge to understand where they are in their particular journey.<\/div>\n
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\u201cI reached over and touched Mrs. M\u2019s shoulder and when she looked over at me I said, \u2018I have your morning medications.\u2019 She looked at me and smiled, then took my hand and pointed to the left side of the room and said, \u2018Kelley, your parents are here.\u2019 Surprised as I was, I realized that I had never told Mrs. M that both of my parents were dead. I smiled back at her and said, \u2018They are?\u2019 and I squeezed her hand.<\/div>\n
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\u201c\u2019Yes Kelley. Your dad is very tall, and your mom is short\u2014she has a beautiful smile,\u2019 and she giggled.\u00a0\u2018They are very good people, and they\u2019ll watch over you.\u2019 Mrs. M took the medicine cup and dumped her pills into her mouth. I finished with my tasks and went on to my other patients.<\/div>\n
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\u201cRight at change of shift<\/span>,\u00a0Mrs. M\u2019s daughter came into the unit and walked directly into her mother\u2019s room. You could hear them chatting from the nurses station as I sat giving report to the oncoming nurse. Mrs. M\u2019s daughter came out from the room and walked up to the nurses station and said, \u2018Kelley, my mom said she met your parents!\u00a0 I told you she was hallucinating.\u2019<\/div>\n
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\u201c\u2019You know, both of my parents are dead, did I ever tell you that\u2019? I asked<\/div>\n
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\u201c\u2019No, I\u2019m so sorry, I didn\u2019t know\u2019 and she put her hand up to her mouth.<\/div>\n
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\u201c\u2019Your mom not only saw my parents, but she spoke with them and described to me a little about what they looked like\u2026things she couldn\u2019t have known but she was accurate. You\u2019re mom isn\u2019t hallucinating.\u2019\u00a0 I smiled up at her and she walked back into her mom\u2019s room. Her mother died the following morning.<\/div>\n
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\u201cYou know, Mr. Brown, sometimes when you\u2019re drudging through the day, you sometimes wonder if anything that you do or say ever makes a difference? Since my parents have passed, there have been times when I just feel alone\u2026like they\u2019re up in Heaven having a jolly old time not really paying much attention to the details of our daily lives. When I left work that morning, I was so thankful for that experience and thanked God for allowing my parents to show that they are very much involved with their children, even from beyond the grave. My dad used to say, \u2018I\u2019ll be closer to you when I\u2019m gone than I ever could have been while alive. I won\u2019t be burdened with the physical and will be there whenever you think of me.\u2019 That morning, he proved that promise\u2026 they both did.\u201d<\/div>\n
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[resources: Kelley\u2019s book,\u00a0An Army In Heaven<\/a>]<\/em><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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