by Evan Ansot
She talked about this with Eddie, but he blew it off. Eddie’s thinking was that if he made fifty thousand dollars a year from writing, then he would just retire from the paper mill and set his course toward a new career. Knowing that he is no Ernest Hemingway, he had no grandiose expectations of becoming a New York Times best seller. But if he could make a living from it, he would. After all, he wasn’t getting any younger, and his body had been through enough at the factory.
But after listening to the angel, Elizabeth had other ideas. Maybe the money could be put to the good use of helping children with special needs, setting up a program to help autistic children through her alternative methods. She had been getting results with Jessica; the only problem was that it cost a lot of money to do the type of therapy she wanted.
She planned on eventually marrying this Michigan man, and if he could provide through the use of his pen, then so be it. All she cared about was him and her children, and if it benefited them, then she was all for it. If he could bring in the money through books, then she wouldn’t have to work, and she could concentrate on some sort of learning center for special needs children. She could think of no better way to spend money than on children. She would have to wait and see what happened with Eddie and his books, but she began to develop a plan for her children and others who would eventually follow.
April 11, 2015
Florence, Italy
Determining whether or not a miracle has been performed
is a multistep process for the Vatican. The first step is investigated by the Miracles Commission, an office in Vatican City whose sole purpose is to investigate whether or not a miracle has happened. In this particular case, the pope himself had assigned one bishop to head the commission who is to be assisted by six priests for a panel of seven members. If the commission agrees that it was a miracle, then it would be up to the pope to have the final say in the matter.
Most miracles in this day and age are of the medical variety where doctors are called as witnesses.This particular investigation was not that type of miracle, so no doctors were needed. What was needed in this are the witnesses of the nuns and priests of Badia Fiorentina and the bishop of Florence.
The bishop and the priests of the order had already testified before the commission of having no knowledge of any miracles performed at the Badia Fiorentina. They all agreed of having no special knowledge of anything in particular associated with the nuns of the order. They knew not of any special gatherings of the nuns every 15th of the month. If there were miracles going on in Florence, the priests were being left out of the discussion. All testified that they had no prior knowledge of any miracles being performed at the Badia Fiorentina when asked repeatedly. The nuns had kept the priests out of the many blessings.
Next to speak in front of the panel of seven was Mother Anastasia.
She thought it looked as though the Spanish Inquisition was being revisited. Seven members of the Vatican gazed at Mother Anastasia as if she was being called before a Senate committee hearing.
The Bishop was the first to speak to her.“Good Morning, Mother.”
“Good Morning,Your Excellency,”said Mother Anastasia.
“It is my understanding, Mother, that one Sister Gabriella sees the Mother Mary every fifteenth of the month, is this true?” asked the bishop.
“You have my report, Your Excellency,” answered Mother Anastasia.
“Yes, I do,” the bishop said without patience. “But I’d like to hear it from your own lips, if you may.”
“She sees the Holy Mother on the fifteenth of each month,”said Mother Anastasia.My answers are going to have to be short if I’m going to make it through this interrogation, she thought.
One of the priests interrupted, “Then why hasn’t this been reported sooner?”
“Father, because of the inevitable circus that would follow,” replied Mother Anastasia.
Another priest piped up, “Are you saying that the miracles commission is a circus?”
“Father, I know what the Vatican did to Sister Lucia after the Fatima prophecies. I didn’t want to see that again to my beloved Sister Gabriella. I kept it from the Vatican to protect her from this,” said Mother Anastasia, waving her hand toward the commission. Dammit! She thought, I don’t need to lose my temper during this process. Keep your balance and don’t let them get to you!
“What do you mean by that?” asked the bishop.
“They silenced her nor did they ever reveal the true contents of the third secret of her message against the Holy Mother Mary’s wishes,” said Mother Anastasia. The church be damned, thought Mother Anastasia. She wasn’t going to let this commission steamroll her beloved sister from the order without Mother Anastasia putting in her two cents’ worth.
At this outburst, the bishop became quite irritated. “Do you know the contents of the message given to the Holy Father?”
“I do, sir, as do all the sisters of the order,” replied the mother. The order had decided to stand with Sister Gabriella through this entire ordeal. They would not let their beloved sister stand alone, and Mother Anastasia was going to be their rock.
The bishop then read the contents of the message to the six priests.He then asked,“Does it not strike this commission as odd that the Holy Mother Mary is appointing Mother Anastasia as pope and to determine who shall be cardinals, bishops, and priests?”
The priests agreed that this was a very unusual set of circumstances. One of them announced, “It almost seems a political ploy by the order of Badia Fiorentina to take over the Holy Roman Church.”
Mother Anastasia was not surprised by any of this. She loved her church, but she loved the Holy Mother more, and if Sister Gabriella said that Mary spoke these words, then she did. It was a patriarchal faith, and it was showing throughout this commission and the series of questions that were asked. She knew that as she read the letter for the first time after Sister Gabriella wrote it, Rome would never agree to any of the three terms. There weren’t about to admit to any cover up, and they certainly weren’t going to hand over the keys of the kingdom to any female. She knew that the Roman Catholic Church was the definition of the good ole boys club. A case in point was that there were seven men on the commission and not one female.
“Mother Anastasia, please bear with us. We are only trying to get to the truth of this matter,” said the bishop.
“You have the truth of the matter in your hands in the letter from Sister Gabriella,” said Mother Anastasia. The more she thought about the contents of the letter, the more irritated she became at the church that had shunned women in general and Mary Magdalene in particular.
“We are only trying to determine if a miracle occurred,” said one priest.
“A miracle has been occurring since Sister Gabriella set foot at the Badia Fiorentina so many years ago,” said the mother.
“And what do you mean by that?” shot another priest at her.
“Exactly what I said. Sister Gabriella has been a gift to the order of nuns ever since that day when she showed up at our doorstep. The Holy Mother Mary sent her to us to rescue this church,” shot back Mother Anastasia.
“Excuse me, I didn’t know that this church needed rescuing,” said one of the priests.
“You wouldn’t, Father. You are a male,” said Mother Anastasia. There goes that temper, she thought. This entire establishment is sexist and chauvinistic!
“And what is that supposed to mean?” asked the father.
Mother Anastasia had conformed to the Roman Catholic ideal of Christianity for her entire life, but after this revelation by the Holy Mother, she realized that this was a man’s church. Her words became bolder. “The Holy Mother is correct. This male-dominated church has one last chance to redeem itself, and by the looks of this panel, I doubt it will happen.”
“This church hasn’t changed since the days of Saint Peter!” shouted the bishop.
“That’s the problem,” shot back Mother Anastasia.
“That th
is church was started by Saint Peter or that it hasn’t changed?” asked the Bbishop.
“Firstly, the church was not started by Peter, but by the blood of the Lord Jesus. Secondly, yes, it hasn’t changed in regards to females. Jesus didn’t mind having females as teachers of the faith.Why do you?”asked Mother Anastasia.
“Which female teachers are you referring to?” asked the bishop.
“The one whom the church branded as a whore!” yelled Mother Anastasia.
This bantering went on for the next thirty minutes, and then Mother Anastasia was excused from the hearing on the notice that she may be called in for more questioning at a later date. She stomped out of the hearing, shaking her finger at the panel, vowing to never put herself through that inquisition again.
One by one, every sister of the Order of Nuns of Badia Fiorentina sat before the commission all telling the same story.That on the fifteenth of every month they prayed to the Holy Mother Mary and received their monthly visit from her. And on March 15, a truly remarkable thing occurred between the Holy Mother Mary and Sister Gabriella. None of them broke under pressure from the priests. All formed a protective cordon around their beloved Sister Gabriella. They would not leave their sister to hang out to dry. Three things kept them united: Mother Anastasia’s iron will, their love for the Holy Mother, and their love for their Sister Gabriella. If one was going to go down, they all would follow.
Lastly, it was Sister Gabriella’s turn.
“Hello, Sister,” greeted the bishop. “How are you?”
“Quite nervous, thank you,” she said as she scanned the seven faces intently staring at her every move, listening to her every breath, trying to peer into her mind.
“Don’t be nervous, Sister, we are only trying to get to the bottom of this,” said a priest.
“Yes, Father,” she answered.
The bishop cleared his throat and went on, “I have read your report, Sister. It says that you have been getting visits from the Holy Mother for years, is this true?”
“Yes, Your Excellency,” she answered.
“Every month?” asked the bishop.
“Yes, sir,” replied Sister Gabriella.
A priest was about to speak, but the Bishop put his hand in the air to stop him and said, “Tell me of these visits.”
“Which one?” the sister asked.
“All of them,” said the bishop.
“Well, they happen on the fifteenth of the month, every month, without fail. The order gathers together and prays the Lord’s Prayer. And then my fellow sisters of the order begin the rosary, and that is always when the Holy Mother visits us,” she said.
The bishop interrupted, “And how long has this been going on?”
“For years, Your Excellency,” she repeated.
“Years? And you never bothered to report it to us?” he asked.
“That was a decision of Mother Anastasia. She thought it better that we didn’t,” she answered.
“And why do you think that would be?” he asked.
“You’ll have to ask her,” she answered.
“We already have,” the bishop said. The truth is they had asked the same question to every one of the nuns of the order, and they had all said the same thing. Apparently, there had been some coaching from Mother Anastasia on this subject. She was willing to be their shield for the order.
“Please go on. What happens next?” he asked.
“Most of the visits are just special blessings from the Holy Mother Mary to the order of the nuns,” said the sister.
“Not the Vatican or the bishop or the Holy Father?” asked the bishop.
“No, Your Excellency, just the nuns,” she answered.
“Well, now doesn’t that sound strange to you, Sister, that the Holy Mother would make a special visit but not bless the Holy Father, only the nuns of Badia Fiorentina?” he asked.
“It doesn’t sound strange at all, sir. If she wanted to bless the Holy Father, she would,” Sister Gabriella said.
“We will not take any of that insubordination here.” His voice was rising by the second.
“It isn’t insubordination, sir. You’ll have to ask the Holy Mother herself why she doesn’t bless the Holy Father,” she defended herself with.
“Well, unlike you, we don’t receive visits on the fifteenth from the Holy Mother!” yelled a priest.
“You’ll have to ask yourself why that is the case,” said Gabriella. She was becoming bolder by the second with this inquisition. She sensed now that Mother Anastasia was correct. These men didn’t want to hear what any nuns had to say; they had made their decision beforehand.
The bishop put his hand up again to stop the priests from getting into a shouting match with Sister Gabriella and asked, “Tell me what she looks like?”
“Her face is as the sun. Her dress is flowing and white.”
She was about to continue when Mother Mary showed herself at the proceedings to Sister Gabriella.
“She’s right here, can’t you see her?” she asked.
The bishop and priests looked around the room and saw nothing.
“Where is she?” he asked.
“Standing right in front of you,” Sister Gabriella said.
“Well, I don’t see her. Tell her to give me a sign,” the bishop said.
Sister Gabriella looked at the Holy Mother, heard her, and then looked at the Bishop and said, “The Holy Mother just said that an evil and adulterous generation ask for a sign.”
“Get out!” yelled the bishop.
As Sister Gabriella was leaving, the bishop’s ring was taken off his finger by some invisible force and thrown to the ground, smashed to pieces.
Sister Gabriella looked back at the Bishop and said, “There is your sign, Your Excellency.”
April 15, 2015
Haifa, Israel
Rabbi Benjamin Yahuda thought he was retired, and then
this next revelation of the Rabin family stopped him from all that wishful thinking. He had given up his practice, but the God of Abraham apparently had other plans for him.
A month ago, Sarah and Anna had visited him with news that frankly was beyond belief. He knew this family had been special for years, but the news of another visit from Archangel Michael had leapt his mind from the surreal to beyond. It was hard to believe the reports they had given him, but he knew that the Rabin family didn’t lie about anything. He was torn between what he could see and his faith within him. Could it be true? The long-awaited Messiah would come from a member that was so close to me? Had the Lord chosen me to be the rabbi to the family of the anointed one? I need to look into the scriptures for my answers.
The rabbi searched the scriptures and found from the prophet Ezekiel that first there must be a spiritual revival in Israel. The Valley of the Dry Bones prophecy that said Israel was all but dead but then the Spirit of the Lord came upon the dry bones and breathed life into them. Well, thought the rabbi, that has already happened with the rebirth of the nation of Israel. He searched further and found that Israel would be a unified country. Not like the old days when there was Judea and Samaria but one Israel. Well, that has happened as well.
The prophet Ezekiel spoke of gathering Israel from the nations. That certainly has happened after more than 1,900 years of being away from Israel. We’ve been gathered together under one nation. It says that David shall be king over them forever. Everyone knows that the Messiah will come from the line of David. The Rabin family spoke that this Eddie, whoever he is, has come from the line of Jesus who, according to the Christian New Testament, had come from the line of David.
If the father to Anna was indeed from the royal line of David, then it made perfect sense. But he, along with everyone else, is under the impression that it will be a king who will reign, not a queen. And the Rabins spoke of a Sophia, a future daughter of young Miriam who will rule the nations. How can it be that a female will rule? The rabbi prayed for the Lord to give him the answers he sought and continued on with his sear
ch of the scriptures.
It has to be here somewhere. Meanwhile, Sarah had finally believed everything the archangel had told her. Who was this Eddie? Could it be that what the angel said was correct? That he was sent to Israel to bring the bloodline back? She was having a hard time believing everything she was told, yet her daughter had taken it all with a grain of salt.
Anna had no issue with believing anything brought forth from the spirit. She was proud as a peacock knowing that the Messiah would come forth from her. She told her mother Sarah twice now that she was to be the grandmother of the Messiah, and that made her exceedingly proud.
For centuries, Jewish women had prayed to the Holy Father to mother the Messiah. Now Anna’s daughter was to be the chosen one. She had no problem believing Archangel Michael. After all, he was a glorious being of light, and who was she to argue with him?
Her daughter, Miriam, seemed very comfortable with him. Had she been having visits without notifying me? Anna thought. She would have to investigate all this. Anna knew from her own childhood experience that the supernatural became natural. She just needed more information, especially in regard to this unknown father of hers.This man that her mother Sarah calls Eddie, whom she calls Philip. There has to be something more to him. He is the key to the whole bloodline, and she needed more information. Her mother had been reluctant to share information regarding him, maybe her daughter would be more forthcoming about him.
After inquiry,Anna received some new information from her mother Sarah about her biological father. Sarah told her that he was a sailor. Anna already knew that his name was Eddie, and her mother still kept that picture of him. Well, at least that’s something, Anna thought. But apparently, Sarah was going to keep the rest of the information on this man to herself, which Anna thought was quite unfair. She felt she deserved to know more about this man. After all, he was her father and the key to this whole bloodline thing that the Archangel Michael spoke of.When she was a child, she seemed to have all the answers about him, but for some reason or another, those memories had faded into oblivion.