Messages Revisited

Summer 1986

Summer 1986

Messages Revisited

By Carmela Worner

          It was difficult for me to do the editing of the manuscript, “Messages From the Other Side,” (mostly because tears kept clouding my vision).  I’m sure it was even harder for my sister, Kathy, to re-type it and get it ready for publishing and harder still for my father, who lived it and wrote it.  Reading it again brought back a lot of bittersweet memories for all of us.  But it is such a beautifully written work, and gives so much comfort and hope to families who are mourning and grieving for loved ones who have passed on.  It just had to be done, and I am so thankful to my sisters—Kathy and Nancy— for taking on the job of re-publishing this and Dad’s other writings.  I am also thankful for my Mom, who helped with the writing of this book.

The story begins one beautiful autumn morning in October of 1986.  Mom and Dad were anticipating starting out on an upcoming vacation.  They were planning to visit relatives in nearby states, and also do some genealogy research.   Dad was carrying the luggage out to the garage to pack in their small car.  As he was wondering how to fit it all into that tight space, Dad “heard” a message.  “A mysterious voice” told him that on the way home from this trip something would happen that would change their lives forever.  This message was accompanied by a deep feeling of dread.

Dad had experienced another message similar to this one, many years earlier, when he was in the military.  At that time, the message was positive and hopeful, and foretold a promise to rescue him from gunnery school, which his superiors had decided to send him to without his consent.  The promise was faithfully kept, and Dad never had to go to gunnery school.  Instead, he was returned to his previous assignment as a ground-based radio operator.

This new message also proved to be true.  As foretold, on the last week of their trip, Dad and Mom learned that their son (and our brother) Bob, had cancer—a malignant tumor was positioned near his heart.  It was already reaching out and grabbing lung tissue.

When Dad first received this distressing message, he didn’t tell anyone about it, not even Mom.  He tried to discount it; to tell himself that he was imagining things.  But after receiving the disturbing telephone call from Bob and Beth (Bob’s wife), Mom and Dad were catapulted into an abyss of grief, despair and heartache.  That’s when he told Mom about the message.  We sisters (Nancy, Kathy and I) were to learn about it later, when Dad recounted his experiences to each of us individually; when the weeping had somewhat subsided and he could speak coherently again.

Other messages came to Dad, in various ways.  A vision of a stream of water drying up, accompanied by the ominous words, “This is the stream of Bob’s life.”  A dream of the song, “Vaya con Dios,” and the whispered words, “This means goodbye to Bob.”  However, none of these messages offered the solace of hope that Bob’s life would be spared—and it was not.  We all prayed relentlessly for a miraculous healing for my brother and none came.  But Dad writes it so much more eloquently than I.  Here is an excerpt from Chapter 5:

          Memories of the enjoyment of that warm summer night came back to me like echoes from the other side of a deep chasm.  The world I wanted to be in was over there—beyond my reach.  As in a nightmare, I had been separated from the time and place where I belonged, and I would never be able to get back.  Mentally and emotionally, I was still trying to get back over that impassable void into the complacency of a more serene universe.  But the wings of prayer had not yet transported me across that line of separation.  Unless God came to my aid, as He did when He rescued me from gunnery school, I would never again know the peace I had enjoyed before the prophetic message came to me.

          A cold wind was blowing and a fine mist, stinging my face, brought me back to the present troubled time.  The frigid change of weather was alien to what I had come to expect in Alabama in the month of April.  Suddenly we had gone from spring back into winter.  Life itself can change as quickly as the wind.

Dad couldn’t understand why he was being given these messages that seemed to portend the death of his son.  If “Someone” knew that Bob was going to die, and went to the trouble of communicating this to him in mystical messages, then why didn’t this “Someone” also tell him how to save his son’s life?

Bob passed away on May 15, 1987, just two weeks before his only child, a son, was born.  Shortly afterwards, messages of another kind began to come to Dad and Mom—consoling messages—messages of healing, hope and love.  These messages have convinced us that death is not the end.

When you read his book, “Messages From the Other Side,” I think you will agree that true healing can come even in the form of death, and that our loved ones don’t really die.  They just move into another, separate reality.  It gives me hope that someday we will all be reunited with those we love on “the other side.”

 

I am telling you before it happens, so that when it happens you may believe that I AM. (Jn 13:19)

     The Book Worm     

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Supernatural Messages

My brother, Bob

My brother, Bob

On May 15, 1987 my brother, Bob, lost his battle with cancer.  The following is an account of my supernatural experiences around the time of my brother’s death.

My husband, daughter and myself had been told to come if we wanted to say goodbye to my brother before he passed away.  The end was apparently near.  My husband took off from work, and my daughter was pulled out of school to make the long trip from Louisiana to Colorado.  We stayed a few days visiting with my family.  Bob was in the hospital and that’s where we all gathered.  It was kind of a strange place to have a family reunion, but we were all there under the same roof.  That was to be the first and last time we’d all be together since we’d each left home as young adults…all four of us kids, and our parents.  We reminisced about our childhood and all the good times we’d had growing up.  We all hoped and prayed that Bob would somehow have a miraculous recovery and live to help his wife raise their son that had not yet been born.

Back at my parent’s home there was very little room for extra guests.  My brother and his wife had the use of the whole upstairs, while my parents were living downstairs.  That area was pretty full with their furniture that had been moved in order to make room for things Bob and his wife needed upstairs.  Nancy, my older sister, was staying downstairs when we arrived.  There was only enough room left for my daughter, Kristyl, to squeeze in there with them.  Blair and I slept in the back of our Suburban at night.  That seemed to get a little more difficult to do with each passing night.   After a few days we thought my brother’s condition had stabilized somewhat, and so we planned to go back home so Blair could get back to work and Kristyl could get back to school.  Blair’s boss was not terribly compassionate to our circumstances, and the end of the school year meant finals for Kristyl.  We stopped by the hospital to say goodbye to Bob before we got on the road.  We planned to be in Dallas by mid-afternoon where we would be staying with Blair’s father for the night.

We were only a little over an hour away from reaching his dad’s house when I heard the message in my head telling me that my father had called and left a message for me to call him back immediately.  That’s when I knew that my brother had passed away.  And just as soon as we walked into Blair’s father’s home, I was given that very message by his father to call mine.

In “Messages From The Other Side”, my father reveals the supernatural messages he received before my brother’s death.  After my brother’s death, comfort and consolation came as a song in the night, delivered by my brother himself.

Read “Messages From The Other Side”, available now in paperback and Kindle format.  Find your version here:  CreateSpace,  and here: Amazon Books

Kathy Williams  The Bookworm

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Thanks Mom!

My mom, grandmother and aunt.

My mom, grandmother and aunt.

We all know that Mother’s day is a day when children honor their mothers and say thanks for loving us and helping us through our childhood.  I have lots of great memories of my mother helping me to grow up into a responsible adult.   I learned from the examples she set as a mother, in raising my own daughter.       There is no way we can truly appreciate the sacrifices our mothers made for us until we take a walk in her shoes while raising our own children.  That’s when it sinks in and we remember similar occasions from our own childhood.  At least that’s the way it happened for me.  Without the fantastic role model my mother was to me, I would not have had the proper tools for raising my daughter.

My daughter is grown now with children of her own.  Hopefully I was as good of a role model to her as my mother was to me.

What can I say about motherhood?  It’s like the BEST gift in the world!  I can’t imagine anyone wanting to reject such a gift, but millions of women do so every year.  I’m not going to get into that tragic topic today.  Today is for mothers everywhere who have graciously accepted this most wonderful gift from God.  This is the day we get to show our mothers how much we appreciate them, and how much our children appreciate us.  So Happy Mother’s Day to all you moms out there!  And a special thanks to my mom for passing on to me and my sisters the love and discipline we needed that was handed down to her from her mother.

 

Kathy Williams  The Bookworm

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Check It Out!

Rambling Rose

Rambling Rose

Rose’s Ramblings was successfully revised and is available at amazon.com in print and Kindle versions.
Pass it on!

Kathy Williams The Bookworm

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The Book Worm

Nancy & Kathy

Nancy & Kathy

The Book Worm is taking some time off to concentrate on getting more books ready for publication. Keep checking back with us for further details.

Kathy Williams   The Book Worm

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Oops!

Rose's Ramblings

Rose’s Ramblings

“Rose’s Ramblings” by A.D. Rose can be found at the Amazon.com bookstore.  Get your collector’s edition today!

As with anything you try to rush through, there will be mistakes made.  Such is the case with “Rose’s Ramblings”.  I’ve just finished going through the entire book and found only a few typos.  Those have now been fixed.  However, there were a couple of really big mistakes made.

When my sister and I were putting this book together, we went through all the stories and poems from folders that our dad had filed them in so many years ago.  In one folder was a poem called “Him by Clem”.  It didn’t sound like something our father would write, but it was in the folder along with all the other poems, so we assumed he had written it, and so, we included it in the book.  There was also a poem written in Spanish, which my sister had a friend of hers translate into English.  We should have asked our dad about these poems, and we intended to, but in all the hustle and bustle of getting the book finished in time for Christmas, we never did ask him.  Once my father had a chance to read the book he told us that we had done a really good job, but he said he wished we hadn’t included those two poems.  He said he didn’t write either one of them.

Apparently when he was a young man, he would write poetry at work when there were no orders to fill.  He wrote poems about the people he worked with.  One of those people got him back by writing “Him by Clem”. As it turned out, that was a joke poem.  That poem and the Spanish poem have now been removed.  The revised edition of the book will soon take the place of the first edition, and only those who purchased the first edition will have the collector’s edition.

Kathy Williams  The Book Worm

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Thank You!

Autographs

Autographs

A big thank you to my husband, Blair for bringing my dad’s book to the attention of our local newspaper. Also a big thanks to Mary Jean Porter who did this write-up on my dad’s book, “Rose’s Ramblings”.

Kathy Williams  The Book Worm

http://www.chieftain.com/entertainment/books/3270829-120/book-rose-baublits-blea

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