PASSING
TO THE OTHER SIDE: WHY IT WILL FEEL LIKE 'HOME'
There are many mansions. There are hovels and huts and basements and
small homes. There are lonely apartments. There are grand edifices. We
move into our state of mind.
Everyone reading this has a chance to turn their state of mind into
Heaven.
The very last decision a non-believer can make in a state of earthly
free-will is whether he finally accepts the Lord now that he faces
eternity.
There is that one last chance
– which is why prayers must be said for the dying no matter how hostile
they have been to religion.
The Blessed Mother has said to
“pray daily for the souls in purgatory. For every soul, prayer and grace
are necessary to reach God and the love of God. By doing this, dear
children, you obtain new intercessors who will help you in life to
realize that all the earthly things are not important for you, that only
Heaven is that for which it is necessary to strive. Therefore, dear
children, pray without ceasing that you may be able to help yourselves
and the others to whom your prayers will bring joy.”
Sometimes the
call for prayer comes in dreams, when the veil is thin.
“I want to share a very powerful story with you that occurred a
little over a year ago,” a woman from
Shakopee, Minnesota, named Angela Howick wrote me. “It begins
with a dream I had.
“This dream was very different and I woke up with an intense desire
to pray. I dreamed that I walked into a large room and it was filled
with many deceased family members and friends. Although I could not see
faces or physical bodies, I knew every single one of them. It was as if
I knew their souls.
“I left the room and went down a small hallway. There in the hallway
was my recently deceased uncle sitting on a bench. He was staring
towards the sky and did not even look at me. I was very excited to see
him and immediately said ‘Freddy! What are you doing?’ He responded in a very calm yet discontent
voice, saying, ‘I am waiting.’ This was not the response I was
expecting. My uncle was a very happy go-lucky, loud man who was always
excited to see anyone. I asked him again, ‘Freddy, what are you doing?’
“He looked down at me and we locked eyes. His response was the same:
‘I am waiting.’ He then continued to stare towards the sky.
“At that moment I knew what he was waiting for. He was waiting to be
released from purgatory. In that moment I woke up and knew he needed
prayers.
“A couple of weeks later, I called my aunt
to discuss having a Gregorian Mass said for him. I was surprised to find
out that she was actually having many Gregorian Masses said for several
deceased relatives and friends. She had even already called in the
Masses, including one for my uncle. My aunt gave me the list of names
and dates for when their Masses would start, so that I could unite my
prayers and intentions with them. I wrote down all the names and dates.
“Later that night, I was praying
and I realized that all of the names she had mentioned to me were the
souls I saw in my dream. One particular name stood out for me. This was
her father-in-law (let’s call him Bert), a man who died before I was
born. Even though, I had never seen a picture of him or thought about
him before, I know that he was in that room in my dream, along with all
of the other people on the list for Masses.
“A few weeks later, I was praying the
Chaplet of Divine Mercy, while driving to Mass and when I got to the
very last ‘Holy God, Holy Mighty One, Holy Immortal One, have mercy on
us and on the whole world,’ I was overcome by an enormous sense of peace
and joy.
All of a sudden I started to cry
because
of this joy. I was not just shedding a few tears. I was wailing. I
called out to the Lord, ‘Why do I feel this way?’ Then I heard three
names: ‘Freddy, Hermie, and Bert were released
from purgatory.’ I looked at the clock, 10:30 a.m. I knew that
someone’s
Gregorian Masses were ending that day, but I couldn’t remember whose.
When I returned home, I looked at the list of names and dates and
discovered that was the day the Masses for those three people had
finished.”
Alone in the dark – if only briefly – those who have strayed from the
Lord are there to contemplate themselves.
In that contemplation is the truth of the situation and the need for
prayers.
There are no more masks.
No longer can one hide behind a smile or hypocrisy or materialism.
We go where we think.
We step into the love we created.
With that love, said the Blessed Mother, we will not even feel the
transition.
“If you would abandon
yourselves to me, you will not even feel the passage from this life to
the next life,” was her incredible promise to a locutionist. “You will begin to live the life
of Heaven from this earth.”
Source: Spiritdaily