Today's Miracle Monday is a testimony of reassurance and peace submitted by Sister Rosanne Champine.
I woke up on August 19, 2019 with my bedside clock showing 5 a.m. I stayed in bed knowing I still had time before getting ready for a 9 a.m. doctor’s appointment and soon dozed off to sleep. Then, in the early hours of dawn — in what must have been a dream, but seemed so very real — I heard a tapping on my bedroom door. I got up out of bed to see who had knocked, walked down the still, dark hallway, seeking whoever it had been, and made my way to the kitchen. By the windows, standing in the shadows, was the outline of a person. I squinted my eyes, trying to determine who it was, when I recognized her —
It was my mother!
It took my breath away to see my beautiful mother, Sister Angela Scolaro, who had passed to her heavenly reward in 2013, standing there. She didn’t say a word. She didn’t move toward me. All she did was smile so sweetly and so lovingly. And, for a moment, it was wonderful just to be with her.
Then I awoke, crying tears of joy in gratitude to God to have seen my mother, if only for a moment.