Walking with Jesus

By Bernie Brennan

This book is all about Jesus Christ and what he has done for the entire world, his death, burial, and resurrection. It goes into what it means to live a victorious life with the one who created you. Its a walk we take into his truth. He came to save the world and to have a relationship with you, his child. Believe in Jesus, and you will be saved and spend eternity with him in heaven.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse UK
• Release date: Feb 20, 2018
• ISBN: 9781546288893

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Published by AuthorHouse   02/19/2018

ISBN: 978-1-5462-8890-9 (sc)

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I want to take this opportunity to thank my children for accepting me the way I am. They know how their mammy is not like other mammies, as I am always about my Saviour’s business.

For my precious daughter, Anna, and my precious son, Stephen, whom I love so much, and l thank God every day for bringing them into my life.

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Chapter 1

Nothing really stays for long in my mind, as everything passes through it very quickly. That is a good thing, really; it’s almost eighteen years now since I had a car accident. Oh yes, I still remember things that happened in my life from the past. That’s just it—they’re in the past, and maybe that is where a lot of life’s experiences should just remain.

I’m going to share my life with you and how I always felt someone was with me.

It wasn’t until after my car accident that I saw a man walking with me. But it started when I was fourteen years old when my mother died on Christmas night. She had cancer for more than two years. I come from a large family of two boys and seven girls. Two weeks before my mother died, I went to see her in the hospital, and she didn’t recognize me or my sister. I’d never been told how bad she was, but I knew she would never get better. I remember the next day going outside and just crying while looking up into the sky and begging whoever was listening up there not to take her, as we all needed her so much.

Our mother was never coming home again. That Christmas she passed away. It was a very lonely time for us, her family, which she left. We all missed her terribly. I pray and think of her, even though I know she is in heaven.

Yet I went through my life with a loss. I would have always thought it was because I had no mother at home. I know now it was because I didn’t know Jesus until the day everything changed for me. That was the day that God had another plan for me, the day I came to realize my old life was over and my new life had just begun.

It happened on 16 December 1999 as I drove to work on a very frosty morning. The roads were dangerous with black ice, and I hadn’t realized they were so bad. Just as I was driving into my local village two miles from my home, I crashed into a wall. I had no memory of anything for the next five weeks. That morning an ambulance was called, and I was rushed to hospital, unconscious, with a brain injury, five broken ribs, and a punctured lung.

But there wasn’t a mark on me. My family and friends were shocked as they were told there wasn’t much hope that I would survive, but if I did, I would be brain damaged. The doctor couldn’t say anything until I woke up. As my family prepared for the worst, there was no change—and then word got out that I had died.

A dear friend went to her local priest in the village where I grew up and asked him about having a mass or just getting together to pray for me. That is how the holy hours came about. My sister told me months later that there were four holy hours during that time. It was after the second and third holy hours that something very special happened in the church. Everybody went silent, and a peace came over everyone. That was the night I started to respond, and little by little I started on my road to recovery. I hadn’t realized how bad the accident was, having merely been told I had crashed my car. Soon I was making brilliant progress, but my speech, my walk, my coordination, and my memory were very poor.

But I do remember my dream almost two weeks after I came home. In my dream I was in the church where the holy hours had taken place. I was sitting on the right side of the aisle about six seats from the back, when I saw hovering over a seat in front of me a very bright light with hands outstretched asking me to ‘spread the word’. At the same time, a man in a brown robe and large black sandals was walking down from the altar. I didn’t see a face at that time; it would be ten years before I’d see his face.

I didn’t think much about that dream after that night. In truth I didn’t really think about anything. The only thing that was different to me was my walk. I didn’t have the ability to stand by myself without falling.

A few weeks later I went to the rehabilitation hospital in Dun Laoghaire. I was there for two months, and after, learning to rebuild my life, I had speech therapy and occupational therapy Also I went to physical therapy each day. Something had changed in me. After being home for about two months, I knew I needed to do something with my life because I had given a second chance. I knew I had changed, and one morning I got up, packed my bags, and left my husband.

I knew I had changed. I wasn’t the same girl that had got married just two years earlier. One morning I rang my sister and told her I was leaving my husband, and I went to live with her. Where I was living at that time was just one mile from the church where the holy hours had taken place, so I walked to ten o’clock morning mass. My balance and my coordination still needed time and patience to recover fully.

One morning I was walking to mass as fast as I possibly could. I had felt I wasn’t going to make mass on time. Then, walking out of a field came the man from my dream. He was wearing the brown robe and black sandals. I didn’t have any vision of a face then or know who he was, yet he walked constantly with me from that morning That morning I did get to mass on time, and when I sat in that same seat as in my dream, I cried and cried so much I couldn’t go to communion. I left the church that morning when everybody else had left and walked back home. Then I got into bed and cried because I was just so very sad.

I continued walking every day with my guardian angel at my side. At that time I was just so delighted to have someone walking with me that I never asked him anything other than where he would have me go or