—   by  Mary A. LaClair

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 “Who is that important man standing at the foot of my bed?  He looks very important!  Oh, look! He even has ambassadors with him!

“He looks Jewish,.  maybe he looks Irish….does he look Irish?  No. He looks Jewish! He is a very important person.”

It was the middle of the night. The lady was in a hospital bed, in an extended care unit. She was Irish. And this lady was quite proud of her Irish heritage.

I was there at her bedside this night and several nights.  A plea came through the pulpit, from a well known, well respected local senior attorney, who also happens to be Irish.

Turning to the bed, I hear the lovely delicate lady asking who her visitors are. It must be 1:30 A.M or thereabouts. She is mostly talking to herself since she is totally deaf and can’t hear even if I answer. I sit quietly and listen. I do not want to interrupt her reverie. I make no effort to put the lights on to use the pen and pad. She is absolutely seeing visitors, visitors that I was not seeing. Yet, I sensed peace in the room.

“They are important men. Well, one is more important. He has well-dressed men with him. He looks Irish.   No… He looks Jewish, No, he must be Irish, and has important men with him, they must be ambassadors.  He is Jewish I think. They are very important. They came to see me and are standing in a group here at the foot of my bed.  They are very important.”

I sit quietly in a chair by the window. I know it must be Jesus Who is here to see her. I know my Friend Jesus is in the room with us.  She had been reliving some moments from the past earlier in the evening. I remain quiet while He has His moments with her.

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The earlier call from the pulpit was “We’re looking for volunteer to sit by a lady’s bedside all night long, from 7 p.m. to 7 or 9 a.m. and report back. Different family members sit with her during the days, but they feel they need someone to sit nights.” the Pastor said.  The dear lady was complaining about bad happenings during the night hours. 

The first night at the unit was uneventful. The family met me and asked me to write everything down and I was provided with a steno-pad and pen.

The lady was there to heal from a broken hip. She was uncomfortable quite a bit but was able to get periods of light rest and some sleep granting her intermittent relief from her pain. The second night, when she was peacefully sleeping, some nurses or aids came in to weigh her. I told them that now was NOT a good time to do that, the poor lady was getting some needed peace and rest. The aids seemed firm that it had to be done. I was equally firm that they would NOT wake her from rest.  They came back when she was awake and I watched the process of getting her into a sling. This caused her considerable pain and she cried out.  The family found out what the bad night problems were and they put a total stop to it.

On the notepad, I document the events for the family. In the note I ask them to please relate to their Mother Who I thought had visited her in the night. I don’t know if they did.

She slept peacefully the next night.

After that, the family gave me an envelope with a monetary thank you saying that I wouldn’t be needed any more. They, through their family physician, had ended uncomfortable night weigh-ins and solved the mystery of the ‘bad happenings’ in the middle of the night.  They were grateful. I have been told that the hospital has since changed their policy on weigh in procedures.

I would like to think that the family was also comforted by the fact that Jesus knew where their Mother was and that He had made a special heavenly visit to her room. 

The third night I was there, I remember looking out the window seeing a blinding blizzard. Snow was blowing sideways, swirling around in circles, absolutely filling the cold night March air with rioting curtains of white. Visibility was nil. All one could see were curtains of white blowing all which ways. One could not see through these ‘billowing curtains’. I made a special note of thanking the Lord that my family was all safe. Little did I know that that very night my son was on the road to the hospital in this blinding storm, with his wife who was about to give birth, and that I would see the baby in that same hospital before I left that day shortly after dawn.

God is in the details of our lives, especially during tough times.  As I was leaving the hospital shortly past dawn that day, I had received the unexpected message that my son and daughter-in-law had made it to the maternity ward in time for the delivery of their third child.  I found that unit just as the baby was born. What I was not aware of, was the harrowing time they had driving through that blinding blizzard where visibility was practically zero.  My son admitted to his many prayers on the journey into the city over lonely snow deep drifting country roads in the middle of the night where he could hardly tell where the road was. At the next turn, a snowplow appeared in front of them! They were able to make it to the main road.

God is in the details of our lives often when we are least aware.  He had a believer in the room with the elderly lady, one whom respected the heavenly visitation, He had an angel on a snowplow, and He timed a baby’s delivery that night. Did angels from a hospital room in the city move swiftly to a snowplow in the country miles away? Do you think a son’s prayers combined with unknown concurring prayers of thanksgiving from an unaware Mother contributed to the appearance of angels on the road that night?          

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My Visions of The Rapture

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My Visions of The Forth-Coming Rapture

— by Mary Adele LaClair

Vision #1

There was a commotion amongst the people of the city.. 

“What is all this commotion about?”

“People are saying there are strange happenings in the sky outside and are rushing outside to see.”

Being already outside, I look up. The people who have left the buildings are grouped outside, standing looking up at the sky.

“Well, yes,” they say, “ this IS unusual. The cloud formations are quite unique, never seen anything like this before. It is a beautiful day, but I’ve seen enough. We will probably read about it in the papers tomorrow. We have other things to do.”  And they start back inside.

“WAIT,” I say. “Look, don’t you see? The clouds are moving in formations and they are shaping something.

“Yeah, we see that.  We have to get back to work. You can stay outside if you like.”

“But don’t you see, this means something! The moving and blowing clouds are continually shaping into what looks like wedding decorations. They resemble beautiful decorations of a wedding cake.  Don’t you see what this means? Don’t you know what is happening, and what this means?”

“Stand there as long as you like, we’re going back inside.”

I stand outside awhile, soaking it all in. I feel different.  I feel joy – anticipatory joy is soaking all through me.

They go back inside to their darkness. I walk home in the light.  This vision ended there.

 I study Holy Scriptures more now and with a new hunger.

Things I saw before seem to come alive with newness.


In a vision, I am outside in my own side yard and become aware of a happening in the sky again. This time I see some people in flowing robes floating upwards here and there. Looking around, I see the numbers growing, as the air space is large.  I seem to sense, or do I actually see, a very large image-like figure of a polite but powerful personage higher up. This figure is emitting an aura of welcoming.

I feel as though my feet are glued to the ground as these people float past me.

 “Can I come, too?”

“Look down, Little One…”

Looking down, I see the ground becoming further and further away as I float with them!    

This vision closed with that… so I guess it is …to be continued… at a time of His choosing.    selah…  

As good spiritual appetizers .. one might wish to savor these things…  …


1 Thess 4:13-18

 Brothers, we do not want you to be ignorant about those who fall asleep, or to grieve like the rest of men, who have no hope.  We believe that Jesus died and rose again and so we believe that God will bring with Jesus those who have fallen asleep in him.  According to the Lord’s own word, we tell you that we who are still alive, who are left till the coming of the Lord, will certainly not precede those who have fallen asleep.  For the Lord himself will come down from heaven, with a loud command, with the voice of the archangel and with the trumpet call of God, and the dead in Christ will rise first.  After that, we who are still alive and are left will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air. And so we will be with the Lord forever.  Therefore encourage each other with these words. NIV

1 Thess 5:4-7

 But you, brothers, are not in darkness so that this day should surprise you like a thief.  You are all sons of the light and sons of the day. We do not belong to the night or to the darkness.  So then, let us not be like others, who are asleep, but let us be alert and self-controlled. NIV

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Young woman                 – by  Mary Adele LaClair

The folks who say that the 20’s and 30’s are the ‘best times of our lives’, many times are deceiving us, not always, but often.

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Those years can be the most unsettled, frustrating years. If we can just get through that period, life does promise to get better.

Every ten years, when my Dad hit a round number, starting at 40, he said that life keeps getting better. He said it at 40 years old, at 50, at 60, 70, at 80, and again at 90 years old.  happy

At ninety-two, when asked, he said that he thought it had finally leveled off for him. At the ripe old age of 95 years he passed on, having said that getting THAT old wasn’t quite what it’s cracked up to be.

During my own trying and frustrating thirties, I finally found a light at the end of the tunnel, I found the risen Lord Jesus Christ.  He knew where I was all along; but it was I who had just discovered Him. I knew of Him from church, but then I knew only of the crucified Christ. Now I had found the risen Christ, the Christ Who is alive and well, and in the world today in the Spirit.

At a time when I was tired of the unsettling frustration that the thirties can bring, He came to me in a very real yet uncertain way.

He gave me a vision of a broad river; He, in green pastures on the one side, and me, in infertile rocky fields on the other side.  He seemed to be looking wistfully at me, and I was puzzled – then in my vision He communicated to my spirit, and my spirit heard.

“I wish to bring you to this side where you see Me now, I wish you to live in these peaceful green pastures, but you must cross the river.  Your feet won’t touch bottom and sometimes the waves may threaten to overwhelm you.  I can bring you across, but you must trust me. My Feet reach bottom.  Will you let me help you across? The water may reach your neck and maybe even reach as high as your mouth, but I will not let you go under. Will you trust me?”

“You won’t let me go under even if the water reaches my chin?”   life guard

“No, my child, it may even reach your mouth, but I will not let you go totally under; you will get wet and feel the force of the water but I will keep your head above water. I am tall and strong and My Feet do touch bottom, but I say to you there will be waves which will threaten you. If you remain calm in My care, we will reach the other side and you will be where I want you, in green pastures with my people.”

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With my face out of the water, my legs and body were floating just under the surface. With my neck and head caressed in the crook of His arm, I floated through the water as He walked backward toward the other side, pulling me, much the same as a life guard would, as He walked backwards through deep rushing water over the rough bottom. He walked backward, so that if I looked up I could feel and see Him with His strong hold still on me.  This was important to know when the water got rough, and sometimes I had to repeat over and over to myself, “He will not let me go totally under”, “He will not let me go totally under.”

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I made it to the other side, because of my Lifeguard.

At another time, later in life, I was visiting a local man who was despondent and in the hospital when I realized I was having a vision of Jesus standing between the head of the man’s bed and the wall – appearing as a veil:  He appeared as a cloud, a mist. His hands on the head of the bed, His eye ever on the man, watchful, caring, loving. Going out in the hall, I fall against the wall and breathlessly exclaim, “JESUS, YOU ARE WITH HIM!”


“Then why THIS?”

“Because,  he doesn’t know that I am with him.”

Dear reader, do YOU know that Jesus is with you?  He is EVERWHERE, wherever you are, whoever you are, He sees you, He knows what you are doing and where you are and what you are going through. Talk to Him as if He were there, because He is.

Since Jesus Christ is THE LORD to call upon the Name of Jesus is calling upon the Name of the Lord.

Jesus                                                        Have a little talk with Jesus.

“All who call upon the Name of the Lord shall be saved.”     Romans 10:13, & Acts 2:21

HE knows your thoughts, your words, your actions and your deeds anyway, so just start talking to Him.  He waits for you to acknowledge Him and to initiate a conversation with Him.

What?  You say how can God know where you are at all times, does He really keep track of you?

Does your GPS keep track of you and know where you are at all times?

How can God hear me, or you, when we call, with so many people on earth?

Does a smart phone hear you when you call…and even give answers to a myriad of questions instantly?

Look in any parking lot, your key fob does not open or start anyone else’s car.

Again in any parking lot or large crowd, see how many cell phones are in operation yet no signals get mixed up.

Can God do any less, we ask?

Oh, the despondent man in the hospital…. He found Jesus, (Jesus always knew where the he was) but the man found Jesus. He got a new job, re-married, became a Pastor and now holds a Master of Theology Degree.

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After posting this, the story of Gideon came as a reminder. He did not know that the Lord was with Him; after finding that out, his actions changed. He became victorious.

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It is the old testament parallel to today’s despondent man mentioned above, and they are witness to each other that God is still working today. 

What could YOU do if you knew the Lord was with you….

                                        …or what would you NOT do if you knew the Lord was with you?

Gideon’s story is found in chapter six of the book of Judges. You may find a brief quote of it in the next section right along with the other Scriptures mentioned above …

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“Cast all your cares upon Him for He cares for you.”  1 Peter 5:7

PS.  Related Scriptures follow for your continued reading:

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