Harry's Miracle

Tranquilpen By Tranquilpen, 3rd Mar 2011 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL http://nut.bz/1eweouz8/
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Sometimes things just happen by chance or perhaps even through divine intervention.They bring emotions of awe and also an acute awareness to some, that somehow, possibly, we are not orphans of some exploratory,celestial beings, having been cast adrift on this Blue planet, to exist for a moment in time and to simply cease to exist.

" Your Daughters Shall Prophecy"

A smallish group of 30, theologically challenged individuals headed by myself, getting together for the sole purpose of discussing the contents of the Bible for individual clarity and insight. During the discussion of the "gifts" mentioned in Acts 2 verse 17; " AND IT SHALL COME TO PASS IN THE LAST DAYS, SAITH GOD, I WILL POUR OUT OF MY SPIRIT UPON ALL FLESH: AND YOUR SONS AND YOUR DAUGHTERS SHALL PROPHESY, AND YOUR YOUNG MEN SHALL SEE VISIONS, AND YOUR OLD MEN SHALL DREAM DREAMS:" (one of the few verses written entirely in caps.)

We had concluded our discussion and as it is customary in that church, the meeting always ends in a prayer and the speaking out of the benediction. However, on that particular Sunday meeting an unusual event took place. One of our congregants, a lady, suddenly started speaking,(prophesying)

A Plea For Grace

We had concluded our discussion and as it is customary in that church, the meeting always ends in a prayer and the speaking out of the benediction. However, on that particular Sunday meeting an unusual event took place. One of our congregants, a lady, suddenly started speaking, (prophesying)

I listened to the contents of what she was talking about and realized that this "was not her speaking". as she was talking about things and situations that I knew, had not existed in her life. For instance, this voice was saying how remorseful he was about his neglect as a father, of his son and daughter, whom he loved dearly. This lady has only two daughters. She mentioned that the person is trapped inside his own body, due to a cancerous brain tumor.

After the meeting, she came to me saying that she felt absolutely stupid and did not want to show her face at our meetings any more through fear of ridicule. I calmed her down,saying that even Jesus as well as some of His Disciples had often encountered ridicule in their lives, and that life was about standing up for one's beliefs. "Besides", I said; what's not to believe?...

It's All Bluff Until You get to The Point".

This message certainly sounded strange to everyone there, but we had all heard it and I strongly believed there was definitely more to come from this. The bottom line was, that we were had all gotten together as believers in Jesus Christ and God and that we had God's word that he would never forsake us," where two or more were gathered"... We simply had to be patient and to wait and see what would happen next.

That same night there was an evening church service and most of the attendees from the morning meeting, were present. This time I had told her that should she sense this person's presence again, that she was to simply have a mental discussion with him instead of speaking out the words. I suggested that she ask him his name, where he was, and anything else that she felt necessary to ask in order that we could find him, to offer our help.

After service she came to speak to me and my wife privately. She had a strange question,and asked me;" Can you tell me what a vision is, exactly?" I answered her saying, that we had just been discussing it that morning, and that I would be happy to repeat the contents of the discussion.

She then answered me saying; " no thank you, I get the theory behind it all, what I want to know is what actually, physically, takes place in your mind and body?"
I told her, that it is also recorded somewhere in the Scriptures that these "things" do not have any visible characteristics, and that God does not always manifest Himself visibly. Puzzled by her question, I asked her why she wanted to know? She then started explaining, that she had been asking questions in her mind and was getting answers as well, but that she wasn't sure if these answers were authentic or just her own mind making up the stuff.

I asked her if she had taken down some notes and she gave me a hand written piece of paper.
On the paper were the pertinent questions as mentioned above. I asked her whether she knew anyone by the name written on the page and she then assured me that she had never even heard of a surname like that. and neither had I. Next I asked her if she knew where the address was that he had supplied? She told me that she had heard of the street and that it was somewhere on the Bluff. (a peninsula or semi--Island forming the seaward "wall" and entrance to Durban's harbor) On the landward side, opposite, is a part of the city referred to as "Point".This prompted an expression which spans several decades namely; " It's all Bluff until you get to the point"

Reaching Out To Harry

I thanked her and told her that I would be in touch with her the moment I had any news for her.
The next evening after finding a road by that name, my wife and I went looking for the address. In a very short space of time, I had found the address. There was clearly some sort of event taking place, as there were a dozen cars parked in front and on the sides of the house.

I walked up to the door, found it ajar and knocked. A young man in his thirties came to answer the knock. I smiled and asked him if anyone by that name was living there, to which he answered me with a question; "Are you perhaps a minister? I confirmed that I was.

He answered me almost accusingly, saying that he had some bad news, and that I had shown up just a little too late, as the person that I was talking about, had already past away. The City morgues van was on it's way to pick up the body. I asked him if I could at least, please speak to the widow. I went inside and noticed a whole room full of sobbing and crying people. I introduced my wife and myself and waited.

A moment later, after meeting The widow and saying that i would explain my presence in private, I asked her if I could please see her husband and she took us straight to the bedroom where I could see the outline of a human body underneath a white sheet which covered it from head to toe. At that point her parents whose house it was came into the bedroom.

Meeting The Figure Under The Bedsheet

I introduced my wife and myself to them as well, and then handed his wife the note written by the lady during service. She started crying and sobbing bitterly and passed it on to her father and mother to read. The two young children a boy of 9 years old and a younger child, his sister, age 7, were crying as well. I told them that in God's eyes, he must have been doing something right in this life as I felt quite sure that God didn't always do this as a precursor to someones passing, at least, not to my knowledge.

The mother in-law spoke first, saying; " Harry had been an exceptional community leader, always helping the needy, the aged and the orphans when ever the opportunity arose, he never tired of doing good". He had been attending church events and fund raisers and out reach programs as well. This he had been doing right up until he had received a new promotion at the firm he was working for.

Slowly he started spending longer hours at the office, his wife frequently took his meals to him and at times she even took him a fresh change of clothing, which after taking a quick shower at his office, he would get dressed in the fresh clothes and just continue working.. Money was not a problem and he had often said that it only meant that he would be able to give so much more. He started getting headaches, mild ones at first then they became more and more debilitating until he decided to undergo some tests.

It was during one of these tests, that a neuro-specialist informed him that an inoperable malignant tumor was discovered which was causing the headaches. Suddenly his whole world came crashing down. He had fallen behind on some insurance and heath-care policies, he had neglected to contribute to a voluntary pension scheme, they suddenly could no longer make the payments on their home, their car, the list just went on and on. This was absolutely the worst position they as a family could possibly be in.

A Glimpse Of Pure Heaven

I thanked her for sharing this information with me and asked them all whether they truly believed that God was powerful and able enough to change anything, even in these modern times, they all agreed, next I told them that God who knows everything had found it fit to allow Harry to communicate with a group of total strangers as a sign of of His Great love.

Up until that time I had never even known of their existence, nor them of ours.
I said that I was representing a whole group of members who were united with us in prayer and that if we believed with all of our hearts that God could do the same miracles that we have read about in the Bible, He would perform a miracle right there and then.

I asked Harry's wife to remove the sheet from his face.
His condition after a whole year's hospitalization had left him completely paralyzed and emaciated. The hospital, fearing the worst, had sent him home to die in the company of his family and friends that weekend.

I recall that my prayer seemed quite insignificant and pathetic even, but as I asked for God's blessing and thanking Him as well, Harry's eyes opened again. I walked up to him and remember asking him whether he agreed to change his life around if God would grant him a complete recovery. He had to blink twice in acknowledgment. It was a joyous moment as everyone watched those blue eyes blink twice, each time a tear would roll down his cheek.

Harry's recovery was totally remarkable, he was able to get his old job back, get all his bills paid up and turned the clock right back as if the disease had never even existed. He was doing charity work again starting at the right place this time round, at his own home. His speech, his physical condition, completely restored. The family spent all of their free time enjoying each others company, It was pure heaven.

The Beginning

It was a year later, almost to the day, that Harry started getting the headaches again. I advised him to have it seen to which he did. The cancer had returned and he was subsequently admitted into the same hospital again.

There was sadness, obviously, but only this time round, he had set up a wonderful legacy for his wife and children, who would now have great memories of a wonderful and loving father that had been there for them at the closing moments of his life. I remember his last night in this life, where I had visited him in hospital. The staff had made him comfortable, and he was smiling, and fully lucid.

Both children were sitting on his lap, his loving wife standing proudly next to him with her arm lightly draped around his shoulders. His last words to me were; "Thank you Priest, for not doubting the authenticity of that lady's prophecy and acting out the duties of a true servant of God, through that random act of love and compassion displayed by that lady, your wife and yourself, I will now be ready and happy at any time to meet my Lord.

The next evening he smiled once at everyone of us beside his bed, and quietly slipped away.

Dedicated: to Harry His dear Wife and children and all of those who had the privilege to have known him.

God Bless You All



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author avatar PHYLLIS LOGIE
3rd Mar 2011 (#)

Hi Tranquilpen,
I have just read Harry's Miracle and think it is an awsome story. I am a deeply spiritual person who strongly beileve in the after-live and stories like this just reinforce my belief. I thoroghly enjoyed this story. Thank you.
Phyllis

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author avatar Tranquilpen
4th Mar 2011 (#)

Thank you Phyllus, with the writing about my wife's grandma (figure in blue) I really wanted to see if people were ready for the "truth" which I have put in inverted commas, meaning these spiritual truths. As I have said, that I have kept them bottled up for many years not sure if the general readership would be interested.Then it dawned on me, I am not writing to a general reader at all but rather to like minded, deeply spiritual individuals as yourself.

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author avatar Denise O
3rd Mar 2011 (#)

Just beautifully written. One of your best so far. I just loved the story and it hit the heart my friend. Great job.
Congrats on the star page, it is well deserved.
Thank you for sharing.:)

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author avatar Tranquilpen
4th Mar 2011 (#)

Thank you Denise for your inspiring critique, always :>)

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author avatar Tranquilpen
3rd Mar 2011 (#)

Thank you Phyllis, It was my privilege to share it with a wonderful person as yourself.

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author avatar Songbird B
3rd Mar 2011 (#)

Beautifully written and a heart touching article....A worthy Star page...Congrats...

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author avatar Tranquilpen
4th Mar 2011 (#)

Thank you Songbird for your positive comment. :>)

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author avatar Tranquilpen
4th Mar 2011 (#)

Thank you Songbird for your positive comment. :>)

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author avatar muthusamy
4th Mar 2011 (#)

I enjoyed this page

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author avatar LOVERME
5th Mar 2011 (#)

When i read Harry i thought u were mentioning the BEST MAN AT WILLIAMS WEDDING

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author avatar Tranquilpen
5th Mar 2011 (#)

Hello Honey, No, I merely did not want to mention Harry's surname as I have lost contact with the family and will need their permission to use their surname. I don't think that Harry ever set foot on the Bluff in Durban.Thank you for reading my article though :>)

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author avatar Retired
7th Mar 2011 (#)

this is amazing, I am realyl amazed with this writing, and this family.

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author avatar Tranquilpen
7th Mar 2011 (#)

Thank you so much Rebecca,
It was an amazing experience,writing about these people after so many years., It was almost as if time had stood still for me.

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author avatar Jenny Heart
7th Mar 2011 (#)

I had several visions in the past. They changed my life. I've written about them too. Thanks for sharing this amazing story. I'm a fan!

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author avatar Tranquilpen
8th Mar 2011 (#)

You are welcome Jenny, I will go and read them.

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