A VISITATION

Last night I saw Our Lord!

Not due to medication, even though some remnants of anesthesia from surgery earlier in the day may have been still in my system--- nothing to do with this!

I was in bed, for the night, and praying, as I do, before going to sleep. I went into a deep place in the prayer, as sometimes happens, but has not happened for some time. The atmosphere became heavy and warm, I could hear tinkling sounds, like little bells, softly, all around me, and began to smell sweet incense. The back of my closed eyelids changed from dark to bright colors, and so I opened my eyes to take a peek….

And saw HIM, Our Lord Jesus, on the cross, hanging with His head down, His eyes closed. Surrounded by flames, not of fire but of gold, with sparkles of gold dust everywhere. The flames took over the room, the house, the world… enveloped me in sweetness and in warmth. I could not take my eyes off of Our Lord!

And then His appearance changed, from the One hanging on the cross with His head down, eyes closed. First His eyes opened and then--- He was standing--- with the cross behind Him, the brightest white light in Him and around Him and through Him…..

He looked right at me and His eyes looked into mine, into my soul and my entire being. I was suffused with warmth… except for the right knee, where the surgical site was, which turned icy cold. Not unpleasant but strange. It felt like it was being healed from the inside out by this icy cold. In time, between the warmth and that feeling of cold to my knee, I closed my eyes….

When I opened them a little later He was gone, the golden flames were gone… I blinked my eyes and then I saw, gentle angels, in a blue-white glow, like the moon when it is full and spreads its reflected light onto still water, surrounding me, surrounding US--- as John was next to me the whole time, and slept right through it all. I saw one angel put fingers to his mouth, like “Shhh...” and then drifted off to sleep, wondering HOW John could have slept through all that, and not have noticed anything!

When he woke in the morning he told me of a dream he had during the night. He doesn’t remember too many of his dreams, so this seemed significant.

As he recalled he was in his suit and it felt like he was going someplace to work. On the way there several men, also in suits, one or two with briefcases, met him on the way and engaged him in conversation. Before long it took on the tone of a job interview, by committee. John was listening and answering their questions, and they seemed to like what they heard. One man, who appeared to be the one in charge, told him they were very interested in him and might be offering him a job in the near future. And John said what he frequently says, it’s sort of a motto of his… “As long as it’s honest work, I’m happy to do it”.

At which point they all got nervous and the man in charge asked him why he said that? Was he implying their business wasn’t honest? Was he privy to information about them the public didn’t have?  John remembers looking him in the eye and telling him he was now uncomfortable with these proceedings and was going to walk away.

As he was walking away, a person he recognized from a couple previous dreams he’s had as St Paul appeared. St Paul shook his hand and gave him a man-hug and told him he had done the right thing, and that the Lord was very pleased with him. In the distance, over St Paul’s shoulder, John saw St Patrick making the Sign of the Cross towards him, and he felt very happy.

So though he slept through it, he too was affected by the Visitation!