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Answered Prayers
Submitted by Anna

;My mother was in a very bad situation and needed to get out of it. She was 1/2 owner of her home (3 family house) with her sister owning the other half. Her sister is not a very nice person (let's keep it at that). She was very vindictive and manipulative with my mother. My mother is a tiny, soft-spoken, gentle woman who lost my father 25 years ago. The family no longer speaks to each other.

The house was up for sale for 5 years. Every potential purchaser was turned down by my aunt and her husband. We found out much later that there were many buyers, but my mother was not informed of this.

I turned to God with this situation. I always did, but in 1994, I had an over whelming need for His help and I knew that He was in control. I prayed CONSTANTLY. My mother, too, handed it over to God and prayed all the time. I felt as though there was going to be many changes, but nothing seemed to get better.

Well, in July, 1995, my mother was in front of her house, sitting on her stoop. She said it was the middle of the day, but that it was unbelievebly quiet. No children playing (in Brooklyn there area lot of children in the streets during the summer); no cars passing. My mother noticed this after a couple of minutes. She really felt it was strange.

She then noticed a white car drive up the block and stop 4 houses up from her. Two gentlemen, dressed in all white, got out. She said that the "whiteness" of their clothing struck her. One was blonde and the other was brunette. They walked up to her house. The one with the dark hair stayed at the bottom of the stoop, while the blonde one walked up the stairs.

She was speechless at his beauty. She said he was perfect. He smiled at her and asked her about any apartments in her house being for rent. She said that there weren't any. He continued to ask her questions about the house. He finally said, "Don't worry, the days are numbered." and with this final statement, bid her goodbye and left. The one at the bottom of the stairs waved and they returned to the car.

My mother said that she was so shocked because AFTER they left she realized that they automatically knew that she was the owner of the house. He never asked her. He spoke in English, but my mother speaks ONLY Italian and she understood him clearly. I don't even talk to my mother in English. My mother said she felt very safe talking to him. She will never forget his beauty.

A buyer for the house was found in August, 1995. We closed on the sale in December, 1995. Thank you God, for the answer to the prayers and the messengers you sent.