Divine Revelations, Angels, And Holy Coincidences
Twenty-four years ago, my younger sister Charlotte died. A few months after her death, I found myself lying awake in the middle of the night, unable to relax. My heart felt wide open -- gaping after something. In the dark and quiet room there suddenly started a crackling noise, like fire. It grew very loud. I looked around, but the room was still the same. No glint of fire. I knew I was awake because I could feel the bed sheets, blink my eyes, and pinch myself. The crackling sound that I could hear so clearly was not in the room in the physical sense.