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From the mailbag:
WHEN 'PRESENCE' IS FELT IN AN EMERGENCY, IT
MAY BE AN ANGEL OR IT MAY BE SAINT JUDE
Recently
we carried an article
about
a book called The Third Man Factor -- accounts of those who have felt an
otherworldly presence when in extreme circumstances (that is, extreme
danger).
It's called the "third man"
phenomenon simply because in many cases two people are in distress (perhaps scaling a
cliff) and a third invisible presence seems to suddenly be with them. This has
occurred from Arctic explorers to Charles Lindbergh!
We received a few
interesting responses from those who have "felt" the same.
"I was in the Air Force and
stationed at Lackland Air Force Base in San Antonio, Texas, the summer of 1977,"
noted one, J.
Bill Whitecavage, of Ringtown Pennsylvania.
"There
was a heat wave
and I got off duty at 11
p.m.
"I
had decided earlier that I
was heading to a friend's house, which was by a lake in
northern Texas.
Because of the heat I left immediately after work, as I was taking a motorcycle
and it was a cooler
drive at night.
"I left my apartment
and as I had done
countless times before got on the entrance ramp
for 35 North.
But this time, somehow, I was heading into traffic the wrong way!
"I did manage to pull over
without being hit and regained my composure and headed north.
After a couple
hours I stopped at a McDonald's in San Marcus. When I came out and got on the
motor cycle
I heard a voice say very clearly
'You
are going to die!'
"This
really scared me as no one was around me to say anything.
"I
chalked it up to my imagination and started the bike and again headed north
toward my destination. I got off 35 and was on a farm road. The only light for
miles was my headlight. I was going pretty fast and after some time I noticed
a glow on the horizon in the distance.
"As
I got nearer I
realized there was a building up ahead. And as I approached I again heard
the voice say
'you are going to
die!' This really scared me and all I could remember at that moment -- from
serving
Mass as an altar
boy when I was young -- was, 'Lord have
mercy. Christ have mercy. Lord have mercy'!
"As soon as I
finished saying the prayer, a car pulled out directly in front of me.
The driver
turned out to be a woman who was drunk and going to the building (a bar) I had
seen illuminated.
"Everything
was in slow motion.
I
laid the bike down
and could see the sparks flying and
myself
slamming into the
car which after I hit blew my
helmet right off my
head!
The driver continued into the parking lot of the
bar, dragging my bike
with her.
"I was lying dazed in the middle of the road when the
bar emptied out
and people were standing around me, asking if I was dead. The woman got out of the
car and I could smell the liquor on her as she approached. The owner of the bar
began yelling at her -- calling her a drunk for
getting into an
accident in front of the bar! A struggle ensued with me
lying on the
ground in pain;
when
I lay the bike
down, the pipes burned my leg and I did have a slight concussion as well.
"The
owner and the drunk literally fell on top of me and a man
pulled me off to
the side away from the fighting women. The man said I was very lucky to be alive
and then I remembered what happened with the voice telling me I was going to
die. That little prayer I said had saved my life! I believe it was my guardian
angel prompting me and
perhaps helping
with the memory from my childhood serving Mass. I had fallen away from my
Catholic faith in high school and continued away in the Air Force. I began to go
back to Mass and yes went to Confession. I have been a regular ever since.
Believe me when I tell you that if I ever hear that voice again I
don’t care where we
are going or who I am with, I will not be going!"
From a viewer named Mike Occhibone
we hear:
"I had a dream. I was in a courtyard. The
courtyard
was brick and at the end
of it was a larger door or the entrance to the building with wider stairs.
"In the distance I 'saw' a dome of
what appeared to be another building. On the stairs stood a group of men.
They were dressed in attire that reminded me of Jesus’ time. They were
gathered looking at something and crying.
"I walked across the yard and behind
them to see what they were looking at. One of them was holding an image of
Christ that was three dimensional. He was wearing a Crown of Thorns and
was bleeding.
"All of a sudden the
men disappeared and I was alone back at the place I
originally stood. From the right side of the building, facing the
building, a door opened and a man walked out of the building down the
stairs and over to where I was standing. He looked like Jesus except that he
had some gray in his hair, beard, and mustache.
"He asked me what was troubling me.
I told him that I was very distressed over my brother’s health condition
and that we really did not think that he was going to make it. There
then appeared to be four-foot
candles about three feet in diameter. He asked me to light them and offer
the first for my brother's intentions and the second for my family. He told me
that my brother would make it.
"I then lit both candles and the
flames went up to the sky and I woke up from my dream.
"Shortly after this time, my sister had
asked me to attend a St. Jude novena with her. When I went I realized that St.
Jude was the man I saw in my dream! I also learned that St. Jude was one of the
apostles and that he was known for carrying around the image of Jesus! Another
factor is that St. Jude is depicted with an image of a flame on his head. Thus
some of my 'dream images' were the apostles' perspective of Christ.
"The following summer I was watching Pope
John Paul II in Mexico when he was traveling the world for the Catholic Youth
rallies. On that broadcast I saw the two large candles that were in my
dream!
"In 1999 my wife and I went to Europe for a
month to visit friends and relatives. While in Rome we went to the Vatican and
visited the Sistine Chapel. We walked
down stairs to the outside of the building into a walkway where they have shops
with Vatican souvenirs. As I turned left, there was the courtyard
in my dream with the dome of the Vatican in the distance!
"There were
slight differences: in the middle of the brick walk is
a patch of grass with a modern sculpture on it. And the doorways
surrounding the courtyard are enclosed with cement blocks. The
stairs are gone. But you can see where they used to
be. It was as if I saw this place many years ago...
"The last thing I learned is that
St. Jude is entombed there!
"He came to me right from his
resting place and I feel his presence with me often. St. Jude is my third person."
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