Redneck Mystic
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but if there were no fools, who’d lead the angels?
Right after that poem leaped out of me in the spring of 1994, I felt something huge wiggling into me, it felt wonderful, not of this world. I wept a lot without warning. That went on for about two weeks.
I was in the habit of taking a 4-mile walk every morning. At the turnaround point one day, I felt the presence of angels around me. I heard, “This thing coming into you is your angel twin, all people have an angel twin, and yours will live out this life with you.” I thought, “neat”. I heard, “By the way, this is your son.” My knees weakened, I nearly collapsed to the ground.
My seven week old son had died of crib death (sudden infant death syndrome, as I began the last semester in law school. His death exposed me to the Vietnam war draft. For about two weeks, I went back and forth between enlisting in the U.S. Marine Corps and going to ny draft board and asking for a student deferment, which would allow me to complete my last semester in law school, then I would be inducted into the U.S. Army, and probably be an Army lawyer and not be sent into combat in Vietnam.
I decided to get the student deferment and drove to my draft board and filled out the student deferment form and drove home. About two weeks later, my wife discovered he was pregnant again. I drove back to the draft board hoping to undo the student deferment. The woman clerk who had helped me fill out the student deferment form was moved by my story, but said the deferment was irrevocable, and she walked to a green filing cabinet and opened it and pulled out the form I had signed tio show it to me. She looked at it and said there was some mistake, I had signed the wrong form. I would have to reapply for a student deferment, I said, no thank, I will keep the father deferment. I walked out of there feeling the weight of the world lifted off of me, by God.
Many years passed. Something happened that proved to me angels and God exist, a visitation. That was the for sure end to my believing God and angels exist. As more time passed, things happened that caused me to wonder if what I was told that spring day about my son, was about the Son of God? It had been years since I attended church. I did not view myself as a Christian. I viewed myself as shanghaied by God, and there was no getting out of it, and many years later, I still wonder that was meant by my son was coming into me to live out this life with me.
I came to wonder when I was ever not in church? And, I came to think the poem was about Jesus, but it could be about more than that, I suppose.
Right after that poem leaped out of me in the spring of 1994, I felt something huge wiggling into me, it felt wonderful, not of this world. I wept a lot without warning. That went on for about two weeks.
I was in the habit of taking a 4-mile walk every morning. At the turnaround point one day, I felt the presence of angels around me. I heard, “This thing coming into you is your angel twin, all people have an angel twin, and yours will live out this life with you.” I thought, “neat”. I heard, “By the way, this is your son.” My knees weakened, I nearly collapsed to the ground.
My seven week old son had died of crib death (sudden infant death syndrome, as I began the last semester in law school. His death exposed me to the Vietnam war draft. For about two weeks, I went back and forth between enlisting in the U.S. Marine Corps and going to ny draft board and asking for a student deferment, which would allow me to complete my last semester in law school, then I would be inducted into the U.S. Army, and probably be an Army lawyer and not be sent into combat in Vietnam.
I decided to get the student deferment and drove to my draft board and filled out the student deferment form and drove home. About two weeks later, my wife discovered he was pregnant again. I drove back to the draft board hoping to undo the student deferment. The woman clerk who had helped me fill out the student deferment form was moved by my story, but said the deferment was irrevocable, and she walked to a green filing cabinet and opened it and pulled out the form I had signed tio show it to me. She looked at it and said there was some mistake, I had signed the wrong form. I would have to reapply for a student deferment, I said, no thank, I will keep the father deferment. I walked out of there feeling the weight of the world lifted off of me, by God.
Many years passed. Something happened that proved to me angels and God exist, a visitation. That was the for sure end to my believing God and angels exist. As more time passed, things happened that caused me to wonder if what I was told that spring day about my son, was about the Son of God? It had been years since I attended church. I did not view myself as a Christian. I viewed myself as shanghaied by God, and there was no getting out of it, and many years later, I still wonder that was meant by my son was coming into me to live out this life with me.
I came to wonder when I was ever not in church? And, I came to think the poem was about Jesus, but it could be about more than that, I suppose.
