If Jesus makes a house call, if Jesus takes the time to visit YOUR personal bedroom, I would NOT doubt for a second that I would see you sitting in a pew the following Sunday. From those 10 golden minutes in May, my goals have changed, my values have changed, my hobbies have changed. It’s almost as though I have been given a completely new life.
I started praying more, A LOT more. Wouldn’t you? If you KNEW someone was listening? I mean, Jesus came to visit because I had really stuck to the manifestation prayer: “I have unconditional love”. So, it made sense that my other prayers would be heard and answered as well. And they were. By way of miracle.
Around that time I had picked up a contract position where I would be sent to different schools to teach dance. Every two weeks I got a check in the mail with the previous two weeks worth of pay on it. I was always scheduled well in advance. At that time I WOULD be teaching at a school called Guardian Angels … but I would not begin the term, at that school, for a few more weeks. I got a check in the mail. By accident it had an extra hour of pay on it, from Guardian Angels. I emailed head office and informed them that they had made an error on my pay check. They never returned the email. On my next pay check the same error was made: an extra hour of pay from Guardian Angels. No Joke. And my company never fixed it. It continued to happen with every pay check I received.
Around this time I had also started to dream. And not just fluffy, unimportant, absurd dreams. I began to have dreams that foretold the future. I dreamt that my partner and I would break up, and we did, a few days later. I dreamt I would meet someone new, and I did, a few days later. I dreamt that we would begin a new relationship together, and we did, a few days later. These dreams continued and I still have them all the time.
These happenings began to worm their way into my thoughts constantly. It was clear that I was being taken care of. I decided to start wearing a cross. And I prayed. Constantly and about everything I could think of. My prayers about money had been answered. Wouldn’t the rest of them be answered as well? I also wrote my prayers down. I asked for BIG things, using language I had not yet learned would result in a complete revolution of my life. I asked God for money, to fix my relationships, to heal me, and to handle all of my affairs. On June 1st 2018, my journal entry says:
Dear God,
What would you have me know?
Amen.
Little did I know that this prayer would alter the course of my life.
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