I’m still reeling with gratitude for what God and the Universe did. My niece’s ex-husband, with whom she has an adult son, was in the hospital, dying from stage four cancer. Their son is in line to inherit his home. Since the father has been ill, the home has been neglected. My sister is his grandmother, which makes me the aunt. My niece wanted to do something kind to help, so she decided to go to the home and began cleaning and getting it in shape for her son and his family to occupy. We got wind of what she was doing and also wanted to help. This past Saturday, I contacted my niece early that morning to ask if she would stop by to pick up her mom and me to help her clean.<\/p>\n
As soon as we got there, the doctor called my nephew to let him know that he needed to get to the hospital and give them consent to disconnect his father from the ventilator. He looked at his mom and broke down, saying he did not want to make that call. We all prayed for a miracle. In the meantime, his other grandmother (the mother of his dad), his uncle, and his dad’s favorite niece were up at the hospital. They were waiting for my nephew to come because they did not want to be responsible for making that decision either. While they were waiting, the mother suggested to her granddaughter that she go over and say her last words to her favorite uncle, who had treated her like gold. Initially, she was reluctant. However, she did it, and it was as if she had become possessed.<\/p>\n
At first, she was making small talk about how she was doing well in school, making good grades, and getting on the honor roll. Then she began to speak about what her uncle meant to her and how he had impacted not only her life but so many other people’s. The grandmother said, “I looked over there at her and thought, wow, she’s on a roll, she’s gonna talk him to death.”<\/p>\n
Guess what? She did. Not long after she finished her conversation with her uncle, he slipped away peacefully.<\/p>\n
God is so faithful. He had a “ram in the thicket.” He knew it would be too difficult for the family. It was as though he heard exactly what he needed to hear, to know that his work was done and that he had made the mark he needed for those he loved. Wow, what an awesome God to rescue them from such a difficult choice.<\/p>\n
After his passing, the family came over to the house where we all were. Man, we had the most incredible time together. We walked through the process of what had taken place, only to realize that God knew the decision was too tough and the family was not prepared to do it. So, he used the power of love to change the circumstances. We were so grateful for this huge gift, one that kept everyone’s emotions intact. It was all so bittersweet, but it created a bond between all who were there that we will never forget and be forever grateful.<\/p>\n
This belief in the love and accuracy of the Universe has grown exponentially. I am incredibly thankful for a process that, when followed correctly, can bring an endless abundance of whatever we believe in. Just set your best intentions, have faith that you will receive what you seek, and then let it go. Watch as the Universe works to align everything perfectly.<\/p>\n
Thank you so much to all of you who have shared your incredible stories. Whenever I am feeling out of sorts or out of balance, I head straight to therapy, which is right here. Your stories, faith, beliefs, and actions have been so confirming and have given me the courage to do likewise. I am so grateful for Rhonda Byrne and this platform, which has provided a wealth of therapy for all of us. Keep spreading and sharing the miracles of impossibilities!! I love and appreciate you all! Thank you, thank you, thank you. Thank you all so very much!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I’m still reeling with gratitude for what God and the Universe did. My niece’s ex-husband, with whom she has an adult son, was in the hospital, dying from stage four cancer. Their son is in line to inherit his home. Since the father has been ill, the home has been neglected. My sister is his…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":8,"featured_media":0,"menu_order":0,"template":"","meta":{"story_author_displayname":"Debbie","story_author_location":"Southern Calif","story_author_bio":"I'm a 68 year old mother, grandmother, and widow who comes from a large family and is on a mission to help bring us back together. Our mom died in 2004, since then we have scattered. My sister and I recently moved back to CA to do what we can to restore our family. As you can see, God is honoring our wishes, we are not here by mistake for this crucial time. People there could not believe that we would come and clean their house, unsolicited. Acts of kindness speak much louder than words."},"yoast_head":"\n