Jesus knocks on our door

19 January 2001 09:34

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Here is another testimony, written in 1999

Raised in a Roman Catholic family in the Netherlands I went to church as it was a duty through my mid-teenage years. Thinking back, trying to remember, I did not have a close relationship with God then. I was touched by some of the stories of the Bible but I did not have a deep love for Jesus. I didn’t know Him.

I think it was around the age of 16 or 17 that I stopped going to church altogether. Laziness and perhaps a bit of rebellion.

My husband and I married in a little chapel in the presence of friends, family, and the nuns of the Abbey. Soon after our wedding we emigrated, and only on Christmas when visiting the Netherlands, a few times throughout the years, did I go to church. I remember the smells of incense and candles were always familiar and comforting but I did not feel the presence of Jesus. I had no thoughts of Jesus.

Sometimes, during the next thirty years I would be intrigued by

religion, or more actually, by death and dying. I also came to learn
about reincarnation through books of Shirley McLaine and the Edgar Cayce
Foundation. I really believed it because it made sense. The
readings of Edgar Cayce, an American mystic, mention Jesus, and I was

interested in studying more of those readings but never did it.

A few years ago my sister Megchelien gave me a booklet “My Angel Daniel”. I read the introduction, and found it very interesting but when the part of the messages began I soon lost interest. I did bookmark the Website of TLIG at that time, though. Or a short time later.

This past February a dear patient of mine passed away, and I felt her

loss deeply. I went to her funeral, and there I was so touched by the
words that were spoken. Jesus knocks on our door, and, I think, that’s
when I finally heard Him. I started searching for comfort and ‘to
know more’. I picked up the book again ‘My Angel Daniel’. I read and
read. And I cried. I also started reading the messages on the
Website. As if they were written just for me. Oh, what Jesus says
is so true. I got to know Him, and started loving Him. I know so
well I still don’t love Him enough, but He has given me all that I have
asked for since. My love for Him will grow too.

I am going to Mass again, and often am deeply touched by all of it. I pray again, and am happiest when I often think of Him. I have not

finished reading all of the messages. I am reading Maria Valtorta’s
The Poem of the Man-God now. Getting to know Jesus through it.  
And I have changed. I know that I’m not doing it on my own. So often
when starting something new in my life, be it a hobby or whatever, I
stick with it for a while and then let go of it again. But, with this,

with the books, the messages, thoughts of Jesus, all of it, I can’t seem to satisfy my hunger. Jesus is helping me.

It seems that things of the world are indeed getting less and less
important. Even things I used to love doing so much. What makes me
happiest now is being able to pray the Rosary without having my thoughts

wander (too much).

There’s so much more that I experience but all is a change because of knowing Jesus. Yes, I believe, mine was a conversion because of True Life in God. Thanks be to God.