Monday, July 28, 2003
Me and my baby girl, PoohBear went to our neighborhood Catholic Church for a 3:30pm appointment I scheduled with one of the Pastoral Care Coordinators. He gave PoohBear a blessing before taking her to the Veterinarian which included a prayer to St. Francis.
After we left the church is when something unexplainable occurred. No one will understand the profound meaning of this but myself, but I need to tell our story. We were at the church for about 45 minutes for the blessing. We left, she was sitting in my lap while I was driving home. I had a Christian music CD I was listening to, crying as well, petting her while I was driving. I drove about 2 minutes down the road from the church, and PoohBear starts barking. Let me explain she has never barked, never. She has a quiet disposition. When she played with her toy bone she would get “feisty” and playfully, quietly growl, but never a bark. Her eyes mysteriously glanced to the right, then to the left, then she looked above her like something was above her head
and behind her shoulders.
I will also add she has never been afraid to ride in the car, never nervous, she always liked to ride in the car on my lap, the other cars driving by have never bothered her. She started shaking and started turning around in circles, her ears were straight back, consistently barking and looking around her like something was above her shoulders. This continued for about 3-4 minutes. I know PoohBear and I know what I saw, I cannot say what she saw with her eyes, but I know she was not in the “here and now” she was somewhere “else” outside of our life as we know it. This experience was unbelievable. It is indescribable. I called and called her name, “PoohBear, what do you see, what do you see?” She was in another place, I couldn’t get her attention. There was a higher power present, maybe she knew she was going to heaven as an angel? Maybe she did see the angels? Maybe she saw St. Francis? Who am I to say? However, I know my baby girl and I know what I saw in her. This was the most profound spiritual encounter I have had (the only one) and it does bring me some peace knowing that I was there with my baby girl, PoohBear, God’s newest eternal angel. She was put to sleep
at 5:00pm that day.
I contacted the Pastoral Care Coordinator the next day and explained our experience to him. He stated, “I know who she saw, that was St. Francis taking her through the gates, that was St. Francis.”
PoohBear, “Momma’s baby girl” I miss you so very much, there has not been one night yet that I don’t cry for you. You mean so much to me and you are my “Eternal Angel
| Allison R. Holmes |