Sunday, August 10, 2014

Call 547 : WORDS COME

Hello Son, 


On Saturday (9th)  morning, Aunty D, Mom and Megan were walking to the car.



On the way to the car, Megan happened to point to the sky and said something like, 

"See? See?" or was it "Look ... look ..." Mom can't be sure now. 



Yes, your mother had noticed that white trail across the blue sky. 



It was something like this picture below, the white trail was horizontal and right before our eyes, but with a lesser blue sky.
 





She had smiled to herself, but chose to say nothing about it.



She did not take a photo. It didn't feel like a zap sign, and anyway, your aunt was there, Mom didn't want to show that she was trying too hard to make a ... um, connection ... when there was -- nothing. She would have to explain why she was taking a picture of the sky and all and ... bottom line is :



The words would have to come.



Yeah, words.



Magic disappears when words come.



Sometimes.



Pause.



Correction -- all the time.



Yeah, those magical moments ... are not meant for words. 



Once you try to put words to explain the moment, the magic goes. 




That's why it's called MAGIC. 



You can't explain it.



You're not supposed to explain it.



Ask Merlin. :D



Mom misses your nice voice calling out to her when the show is on telly.



"MA, YOUR MERLIN IS ON ..."

 





Pause to listen to -- the echoes -- of, of ... your voice ... many moons ago.



Sad smile.



Do You have MERLIN up there?



Oh, where was she? 



Right, we were walking to the car.



Aunty Di, Megan and Mom.



There was a white trail in the sky right before our eyes.



Of course your mother had seen it. 



HI SON ... her heart had whispered. It was an automatic greeting within her.



Moments later, Megan pointed and said the obvious.



"See? See?" as Megan pointed excitedly to the sky.



Right after the babe uttered those words, Mom noticed a guy walking towards our direction. 



Just a resident. 



Nothing unusual. 



She didn't pay much attention to him, until she heard him say HI to Aunty Di.



Aunty Di replied with a HI.



The guy asked Megan, "And how are you?" 



No reply from Megan. :D



So anyway, in the car, Mom teased, "Wah, you have a friend in the condo?"



Aunty Di is known not to have any friends.



Haha.



Like Mom.



Aunty Di gave your mother a stare before saying in surprise. Should your mother know that guy? 



"Hey, don't you know who that guy is?



Mom was like, "No ... who's he? Church fella?"



Aunty Di said, "That's DANIEL ..."



"What?"



What are the chances???



Your aunt repeated, "That's DANIEL ... Tracy's friend ..." 



Tracy being your aunt who is in heaven with You now. 



She went back home to :






... in 1996. She was 23 years old.



Cancer. 



Understand that when you are diagnosed with that C word ... 



You have been CHOSEN.



Later, when your family finds you in a



Coma, you are having a little



Chat or 



Conversation, if you like, with our Saviour



Christ Jesus, whether He wants you to 



Continue your 



Conquests on earth as you were born to do, or if you have



Completed your tasks here, you would have to return to Him.





Hmmm. Nailed it, didn't she?



Bear with Mom. 



No, no, she's not bitter.



Just an observation.




 

Anyway, with your aunt Tracy, it started with the bone (knee).





Mom still remembers the name : osteogenic-sarcoma



 

4 years later, it was everywhere.






We were in Mexico, seeking last resort treatment at the time. 



Mom had asked the doctor, "Where is the cancer?" 



to which the doctor replied, "You should ask, where is not the cancer ..."







Grimace.



That was a long time ago. Still, all the letters that Mom wrote to the family whilst she (and Grandma) were at the hospital in Mexico are still here, in our home, tied up in a bundle, and kept away, like a secret map to a treasure chest.



Back to the present ...


 
Oh ... Daniel ... Tracy's friend. 



"I don't remember him ..." your mother said, with a frown. 



Your aunt commented, "He must think you're rude ... you didn't say hi ..."



Oh ...




Somehow, she didn't feel -- guilty.



Should she?



Instead, she got excited.



"Hey, did you notice? First, Megan had to point to the sky. We had to look up to the sky, and then a DANIEL had to pass by, and he had to say HI ..."




What do You have to say about that???



ZAP ZAP ZAP.



Aunty Di laughed, "Yeah, yeah, hahaha ..."



Hi Son ...



You really did hear Mom saying HI SON, didn't You, Daniel?



Hello Ma ... It's Me ... <3






 (picture from the internet)




A happy smile.



You know, this morning (Sunday), whilst waiting for Justine to get ready for church, Mom said to Dad, "When you have a child in heaven, you need to be a little flexible. Otherwise, how would you get his messages? As it is, it is not easy for them up there to send us messages ..."



Your mother's sentence hung in mid air when she suddenly jumped up from her seat, and laughed out loud.



Omg.



Dad's eyes followed.











Dad chuckled.



FREE TO BEND.



Haha.



You must have whispered to Mom right at that moment, to make her turn to look at the box. 



Mom turned to Dad, still grinning, "You see, FREE to bend the rules. Hahaha ..."




 (Gosh, what are the chances of finding this picture on the internet? 4th row from the top)




Anyway ...


 
Reflecting back to Friday in school ...



It was evening time in school. 



The children were doing their homework.



A 5 year old boy brought his book to Mom and asked for instructions.



"Fill in the blanks with DO NOT or DOES NOT," Mom read the instructions out loud to him.



He said, "Okay ..." and went back to his seat.



 
Before long, he came back, handed up his book to Mom.



Your mother glanced at the page :






 
Her jaw dropped.



 

The first thing that caught her eye : Dans



Huh?  (Dans being your nickname affectionately given to you by your aunts)



Omg ...



The boy was able to answer numbers 1, 2 and 3 ... but number 4?



He wrote DANS???



On top of that, the sentence reads : 



Dans like to dance.



Dans ... dance ...



See that?



Notice that?



Like 2 times?



ZAP ZAP ZAP. :D



You're near, that's for sure. :D



Shortly after, she picked up an English book. Whilst flipping through the pages, she stumbled upon this passage :




 







Secret code : 21






Dan ...






 
And 14



Her angel number ... one of ...



I am number 4.



Oh, and You know why You're number 4 ... we're not going to go into that.



Twice she sees DAN(S). 



Is that not LOUD enough?



I'm right here, Ma ...



Mom hears You.



And who is to say that she didn't?



Remember, she has the right to BEND THE RULES!



Haha.



Keep the zaps coming, Son.



We love You so much. <3