OLD ICON SAYS
Mrs. Elise was a woman, who was hard not to notice. Especially when she was wearing a long black coat and tapping on pavement with high-heeled shoes.
When I got to know her better, she told me that she was retired clerk and now volunter runs accounting at one of Catolic parishes in the city. She was childless widow and lived in modest, small apartament,
I once visited her and see small, old icon depiciting Virgin Mary with little Jesus in her arms. Mrs.Elise said thisicon has been in her family for many generations. She told me how icon saved her from death.
It was then a harsh winter, late at night. Mrs Elise clipped her toenails after bath. This was done by a razor blade was old and not disinfected , the dreesing were also made of non-disinfected cloths. Mrs. Elise became afraid that she might a blood infection.
She didn’t have a phone or also any her neighbors in house . She got dressed and ran out into the street loking for help. She wanted someone to call ambulance or drive her to the doctor. Unfortunatelly , the streets were empty and she finally came back to apartament.
Her toe, then her foot turned blue abd blood continued to ooze. Mrs, Else begann to pray fervently to Mother from icon and begged Her for rescute.
At one point she heard a soft voice in her head : Takea piece of bacon and put in on your wound !
But Mrs. Elise as vegetarian did not use bacon After a while she rembered that her sister had recently visited her and uset to makea bacon scrambled eggs with fat.
Mrs.Elise immediatelly started searching fridge and found a nearly dried piece of bacon. She applied it to the wound. After a while the blood stopped and foot slowly returned to its normal color !
Mrs Elisethinking, it was a telepatic voice message from heaven.
ANGEL WOKE FROM SLEEP
Mrs, Anne was a my roommate in the hospitalroom. We were facing non-life-threatening but quite serious surgical operations. To improve the mood, we told each other various events from life. Ms,Anne told me about, among other things, such an event from her life :
I with my husband lived always in a gloomy block of old houses our big city. We dreamed of having of our own small home in small town.And finally our dream came true, The building our small house in the town about 30kilometers away, was finishing. Water just connected to our home. Satisfied and tired we returned to our old apartament and went to sleep.
In the middle of night I had a dream and woke me up, poking an angelor some winget large figure, I dreamed that this figure was saying to me : Get up immediately and go to our new home !
I woke my husband and told him my dream. But he not wanted me, turned to other side and fell asleep
I didn’t have the right to car drive and decide to ride our old moped. It was dawn when I arrived.
I sawsomething awful. Our house was flooded with water, New wooden floors on the ground floor were under water !
I quickly woke up the residents of the neighboring house and they turned off the water acces valve to my house.
I don’t know how it happened I had such dream.Maybe some part of my already lived in our new house. Or maybe a ghost lived there and it led me to woke up.
