A Short Story
Connecting The Dots To Life’s Mysteries
Have you ever asked God to explain something inexplicable, then all of a sudden, your mind begins to connect the dots? I can’t help but write about this mysterious visitation. It started years ago on a weekend retreat seeking answers, healing, when I envisioned “Infant Jesus” sitting on the bed, royally arrayed as in the image above. We had a delightful long chat in French but since then regret any knowledge of what we shared. As the chilly morning woke me up, I noticed the door ajar, leapt out to see if anyone was in the hallway; no, not a soul, yet recollecting I had locked the door before going to sleep. Why was it now opened???
Since that dream I have queried God on and off. Then yesterday someone gave me a pamphlet with the same image of Infant Jesus. The image brought me joy to recognize the statue a dear friend had given me a while back. Might this be a sign for an answer to my conversation with Jesus? I quickly drove to the park to read the booklet. The story is worth repeating.
Devotion to the Infant Jesus began in the 17th century when a Spanish princess presented this statue to a Carmelite convent in Prague. Her prophetic words were: “As long as you venerate this image you will not be in want.” As this devotion waned the community declined, northern invaders sacked the region and destroyed the convent. In the mayhem, the statue was thrown behind an altar on a heap of rubbish forgotten for seven years. Peace eventually returned to the region and the people acquired a new statue, yet their petitions were to no avail. The Prior searched behind the ruined altar and dug up the original statue, had the hands repaired and the community began to thrive again.
Connecting the dots…here is what startled me…“Both hands were broken off by the fall…OMG, I said to myself, ” Thank You! Infant Jesus, you have just repaired my right hand in these several months! Just maybe, when we were chatting on that cold morning, were you assuring me that no matter what happens to me, You will protect me? Today, I shout ‘obviously,’ because I literally survived two prior horrific accidents. Whatever Jesus promised, he has kept his word. Thrice humbled am I a survivor…because of the Divine Infant Jesus…OMG!
Aren’t we all searching for answers in response to what happens to us? If you are trying to connect your dots and haven’t yet found them, Infant Jesus is preparing them; they are on the way…patience is key.
…remember…”The more you honor Me, the more I will bless you,” said Jesus.
…If you have a likely story, do share it with us…
…Love shared makes us sacred people…sincerely, your scribe for love…