Mary, Undoer of Knots,  in the Church of Mary the Door to Heaven in Brazil is a unique painting of Mary undoing a ribbon of knots, and meditating on its fascinating meaning, this booklet explains the Blessed Mother's intervention in situations that 'have no exit,' providing prayers and novenas for miracles that relieve us of entanglement! Many are those who claim it is miraculous! CLICK HERE



A smile on earth reflects the sunshine of  Heaven.

“The weather was absolutely perfect in terms of temperature and humidity,” said a blind man who saw the surroundings. “It was so fresh, so unbelievably fresh that mountain air on earth could not even come close. It was absolutely refreshing, wonderfully refreshing.”

“It seemed to be all-encompassing,” said another blind man named Brad. “It seemed like everything, even the grass I had been stepping on, seemed to soak in that light. It seemed like the light could actually penetrate through everything that was there, even the leaves on the trees. There was no shade; there was no need for shade.”

False humility will not get you here.

The light shimmers; it causes warmth (as if you are inside of it).

There are jasper and gem stones – the blind have described such also, just like anyone else who goes through the experience.

Yet they are not gems – not like stones of the earth.

There may be a wall. There may be a bridge. We will meet ancestors. We will map our genealogies. Families bear purpose and you will learn that purpose. When Kimberly Clark Sharp died, the way she described the feeling of eternity was with words she used as a child: “homey home.” It is more than home. It is our origin. Our spirits were created here. They were infused into our bodies when the Lord knitted us in the womb. Before we existed, He knew us, says the Bible. Gabrielle Keller said “it was everything you could wish for if you were trying to imagine Heaven. The feeling of wonder and peace that I had was something I have never experienced before or since. A group of people met me, walking up to me with their arms outstretched. I had never seen any of them before, but somehow they were familiar.”

Not forgiving will stifle you.

It is a lesson of the Crucifixion: to forgive no matter what, to release to the Father, and endure pain without conveying it. Christ gave us the keys to eternity on Calvary. We can rise like Him – not resurrect, bodily (that was for the Son of God), but to rise above the antagonisms, the hurts, the pain of this passing world.

How quickly it passes! We are here for but 29,000 days. The clock ticks. We are “homeward bound.” And this is what we must bind ourselves to: our true home.

Fear? Pain?

There was the woman who was diagnosed with basal cell carcinoma on her nose and thought this is not a deadly illness: “I was in the deepest state of depression and despair that I have ever known. Two nights before surgery I was sleeping when I was awakened by a bright light shining in my eyes. I opened my eyes to see a large sphere of light floating about five feet in front of me. There was a light within it that was rotating from left to right. This sphere spoke to me: ‘You aren’t afraid, are you?’ Seeing this light made me fearless. In fact I was filled with the most incredible peace I have ever known. Suddenly the light went through me. It didn’t reflect off of me or anything like that. It went straight through me. As it did, I was filled with unconditional love which was so complete and powerful that I would need to invent new words to describe it.

“I asked that my cancer would be removed. I prayed actually. And the light said that what we think of as prayer is more like complaining and we are frequently begging to be punished for something that we are simply going to do again in the future.

“He asked me to think of my own worst enemy and I did. Then he said to send all of my light to my worst enemy. I did and a sudden burst of light went out of me and returned as if it had been reflected back from a mirror. I became aware of every cell in my body. I could see every cell in my body. It was the sound and sight of light coming from my being. I was crying, laughing, shaking, trying to hold still and trying to catch my breath. When I finally recovered, the being of light said, ‘now you have prayed for the first time in your life.’”

[adapted from The Other Side]


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