"My continuing passion is to part a curtain, that invisible veil of indifference that falls between us and that blinds us to each other's presence, each other's wonder, each other's human plight. " ~ Eudora Welty
Favorite Time Travel Story blog: Soulful Deed: 4:00 PM
I am more interested in time travel stories, than ever before. Possibly, because I resonate as though I lived through some of the mysterious and phenomenal happenings of events from long ago. In regard to the time period of 1976 - some of the conclusions just continue to astound me. It’s as though, all this has been going on before, all at the same time. That brought me fully to the present and prepared me, before the hands of the clock turned…and time stood still to see it.
The way I perceive time travel, may be another point of view, but it is the era I traveled through. Here is my story:
My father would always say, “Love is the most important thing in a relationship. You should never marry for anything other than love, or you will not be happy in this life. There is no greater wealth in the world than when two people love one another. They can conquer the world”!
And so it was to me that the heart of my first boyfriend’s actions seemed to be motivated by love. His focus was on ways to express that love by looking for some adventure that would please me. He also had a love for sharing and joining everything that was connected to me, my parents, brothers and sisters, on both sides of the family. He’d go out of his way by putting the welfare of others, before his own well-being. In addition, he was like Houdini with solving the great puzzles of life for everyone, whenever he could. Those were all traits that I viewed as such beautiful expressions of love. That to this day, I am so grateful for the ways he demonstrated his time with me. But, there’s more…
Just, to give you an idea of my young adult relationship and how I was taught the precious and virtuous purpose of time: He shared every moment enthused about life whenever the time allotted. We spent most every day or night in movie theatres, dinner theatres, stage shows, in addition to trips to Atlantic City, New Jersey, on the week-ends. He managed to plan a special adventure every blessed day. We actually lived as two light hearted children without a care in the world! Although, he often spoke to me about how he never wanted to grow old! I used to ask him, “Why are you so fearful of growing old”? And he'd answer, “I never want to have wrinkles on my face or see my hair turned to grey.” I giggled and said to him, “Everyone in the world grows old in time”! He said, “When that time comes, I’ll think of something”! He held very strong emotions about never getting old, and the mystery to me is why he spoke about this, as far back in his teens?
Now that the years have gone by, and he died at the young age of twenty-nine, I reflect upon those words he spoke. And I wonder? “Was he telling me something to prepare me for something that I didn’t know? And is it possible that we know ahead of time when we say things repeatedly with such strong conviction, how we are intending our life to unfold”? Additionally, he would often say that he had bad luck, and felt as though he couldn’t get a break in this life. And again, he strongly voiced how he never wanted to be old! However, all at the same time, I can only recall on how his actions were always showing his love of adventure in life!
I often wondered if he lived his life focused on purpose, because he filled all of his time with good deeds. And if he knew that his time would be brief? Although, while looking back at the mask that he wore, why had love shone through perhaps clearer than the veil? Do we receive these messages as a gift of grace, to glimpse the other side of time, which is sometimes seen only through great sorrow? And are these things we have experienced, those which will continue to console and guide us along, when we listen with our hearts? Yes. I think there is a holier purpose for everything, and we meet ourselves again.
It was the time I learned the truth…
The previous five years were spent in a splendid marriage before my first husband was stricken with terminal cancer and found, he had one year to live. However, before he died, he left me with a deed on how I was to live through the years without him. It wasn’t a deed to a house, or financial inheritance, but it was much more than that! It was the continuous concession with his words and actions. And coming from a man who never quoted scripture, his will and ways, were of goodness and wonders that "adjusted" my young life! That I’m certain, all souls are aligned on the other side of time. Of those we weave, yet, see behind.
"He is out of His mind." -Mark 3:21
From his hospital bed, there was a large picture window that overlooked the courtyard. He told me one night, while I was asleep on the chair next to him; he had a visit and conversation with some extraordinary men. I asked him, “What men”? He said, “They landed on the lower roof of the hospital and came inside the room. And they told me they were coming back at 4:00 PM, to take me to a place to fix my lungs.” He further went on to say, “They are much more advanced in technology than what our world is. They just think telepathically and know how to heal and fix everything.” I listened halfheartedly. I never gave his words another thought, other than he must be imagining.
Shortly after the next few days; the two of us were sitting in the hospital room. It was close to 4:00 PM in the afternoon. He seemed to be just sitting there staring into space. And then after a few minutes he turned around and looked at me. I immediately saw the tears pouring from his eyes. And then, in a clear and hopeful tone of voice, he asked me, “Honey, look, do you see”? I followed his eyes and strained to see, but I didn’t see a thing! All the while, with what he was seeing had completely startled him! Then he cried out, “I see Christ all shiny and bright”! Again, I looked, but I couldn’t see anything! I was afraid. My heart was racing, and my body was trembling. I ran out of the room and into the nurses’ station. I wanted to know what kind of drugs they were giving him!
At exactly 4:00 PM, he closed his eyes and Jesus greeted him on the other side of time. I believe it was Jesus, because he told me so. And undeniably I was there.
I truly suppose that nothing is a coincidence in this life. I’ve certainly had some close encounters, not to sway me otherwise. However, they have been my trusted sentiments of blessed reflections which I’ve heard and ponder on, while the scripts in time are written once again.
While I am most certain of the manifestations, from those previously brought to my attention. That it was intentional to know the mystery, at a timely grace.
Mind - Where questions and answers are designed in the same place and time.
Grace - Jesus Christ the Holy Son of God.
Soul - Hearts that listen to both sides wherever time we’re in.
Will – Choice (Nothing can be willed, which is not foreknown).
Scripture – A dependence on prayer where all creative time resides.
Conversion - An event that results in a transformation.
I'm hopefully devoted to the miraculous, which created the most wondrous life for me, at all times hereafter.
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