Voice From the Womb
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On Friday January 8, the 6 inch snow and ice was thick enough to shut down business in the Atlanta area. I was home with the kids and decided to take them out for a fun ride on my toboggan through the woods and snow. We lived at the bottom of a small mountain, and one of neighbors lived halfway up the mountain and had a very long, steep driveway, perfect for sledding but dangerous because at the bottom of the hill it crossed over a dry creek, about ten feet deep with large rocks on the bottom, before it met the road. I trudged up the hill next to the driveway and would sit my older daughter "Angie" , about 10 years old, on the toboggan and told her how to steer it - "just tilt your body which way you want to go". Then I let her go down the ice-covered driveway and watched, hoping she didn't veer off the driveway into the creek. After few rides like that, my younger daughter "Beth", about 6, came up and said she wanted a turn. I could not say no, so i trudged up the hill with her. I was going to give her instructions how to steer, but then I thought she wouldn't understand anyway, so I just guided her in the right direction and let her go. As soon as I let her go I realized my mistake - all I could say was, "God help her!" I watched as she slid down the driveway and started to veer off to the right. My son "Chad", about 3, was sitting in the snow at the bottom on the right side. The toboggan barely grazed him and Beth started to fall off. Then she and the toboggan disappeared into the creek. I galloped down the driveway at full stride and amazingly, I never slipped. My wife and the other kids were on the left side of the driveway, as they had appeared in my dream, and in my haste I got to Beth first! I went down into the creek and found that she was caught between the bank and a log, lucky for us. I grabbed her and, paying no attention to my screaming and cursing wife, made off to the doctor's office. She was not injured! At that time I saw the Justice of God and the Mercy of God. He could have let her die, but i believe the intercession of Mary through the praying the Rosary helped obtain His Divine Mercy. I gave up drinking, smoking, and fooling around all on that same day.
For God speaks in one way, and in two, though man does not perceive it. In a dream, in a vision of the night, when deep sleep falls upon men, while they slumber on their beds, then he opens the ears of men, and terrifies them with warnings, that he may turn man aside from his deed, and cut off pride from man; he keeps back his soul from the Pit, his life from perishing by the sword
The First Deadly Dream
"You are the most unmarried married man I have ever known", a friend once told me. I had a bad binge drinking problem, which often led to worse things like adultery, and then I had totaled my car while driving home drunk, twice in one year. I knew then that I needed some help. In 1987 my mother told me that the Virgin Mary was appearing to 6 children in Medjugorje, Yugoslavia: people were going to confession after 30 years of being away from the church, miracles were happening, lives were being changed. I thought, maybe this is what I needed. So I paid attention to the messages Mary was giving to the children, and the published sermons by the local priests I was able to obtain. I started to pray the rosary everyday for the intention of giving up drinking. I knew I was on the right track when i had a rosary in my left hand sometimes while driving on the way home from work, instead of a beer.
Then one summer morning, just before waking, I had a vivid dream: I was sitting down on a couch in a living room next to my drinking buddy. We both had rifles. A lioness strode into the room and passed in front of us. "We ought to kill that lion", said one. "Yeah, we ought to kill that lion", said the other. But the lion just continued around to the back of us and disappeared. I got up and went around to the back of the couch and looked out a spatious window. Far below, all was white and I saw my family standing together on the left, and a large pool of yellowish liquid on the right. A voice told me, "There lies your dear darling daughter." Then I awoke.
I had taken a course in Dreamology in the university years earlier in which we studied dreams and their symbols, and learned that occasionally some dreams come along that should not be ignored. I learned to keep a pad and pencil by the bedside in case I had a vivid dream like this. I interpreted this dream to mean that the devil, symbolized by the lion, would be able to obtain the death of my dear daughter if I didn't stop drinking. So I stopped all drinking for a least a few months. I picked it up again in the winter, but then I quit again right around Christmas.