My Miracle

Hi, My name is Mary Ann McMeekin and I want to tell you my story about how Jesus, Dad and Holy Spirit and with a little(or a lot of) help from ArchAngel Raphael saved me and blessed me with so many miracles.
I want to tell my story and I have to tell it. I know most of you won't believe all these things happened, that is ok. I am not here to do anything but tell my story. I hope you all believe in miracles and God blesses us all with them. It is up to you to take whatever you can from these memories. Please know God is good to us all. I have an obligation to tell these stories to you. It is why they happened to me, so I can tell of the amazing grace and glory of Jesus Christ my Lord and Savior throughout my whole life. I hope you enjoy it.

I had my mom, sister, friend and nephew come visit because all my stories of this apartment and all that was going on there was spooky. My family wanted to do a ghost investigation due to the many things I told them that I was experiencing, things moving by themselves, me being scratched ect. so they came to do a ghost hunt. During the ghost hunt they captured something that looked like an old witch coming out of the bedroom floor. My nephew had a emf reader and we have a king size bed and he waved it over the bed and in the middle of the bed it kept lighting up over and over in the same area over and over.It was like someone was laying in the middle, not a large person but maybe a small person. It would light up from the top to maybe the middle of the bed then the light would go off. not on my side, not on keiths just in the middle. It also showed orbs on the camera floating around us all at the table in the kitchen. I took a picture with my phone camera and I caught an image that looked like a young boy leaning against the wall with dark hair looking down. Keith and I had lost a baby years before and.. I wondered if I hadn't caught his image that day on my cell phone. The ghost hunt was kinda silly and a fun thing to do for me and my family. One day I went into my bedroom and I got in on Keiths side and was about to move my body over to my side when I saw a gray thin leg in my way, in the middle of the bed. II looked at it and it was definitely a leg,A very thin leg and definitely not an adult leg. As it disappeared from my eyes an egg shaped bright orb appeared at my shoulder and I watched it float across the room and into the bedroom wall. This orb was so white and bright and just as the grey child's leg disappeared from my eyes a second later the orb showed up. This was maybe the craziest thing I ever witnessed. I saw a less bright orb a few days later in the same room. I was amazed at all the things that were happening in this house. Some were beyond words interesting and unexplained , but I was about to see a much darker side to this house.
The scratches and unexplained bruises kept happening. I would hear footsteps and no one would be there. Then came the four nights where in my dreams I was being attacked by some kinda creature. I would fight it and it would fight like hell and I would wake up and be scared out of my mind but I had the scratches and bruises to prove it. After the fourth night of this happening I was petrified to even sleep. I did not want to keep fighting this entity. I called my mom exhausted and scared not knowing what to do. Completely afraid to sleep and knowing I could not keep fighting this entity or whatever it was. The only thing I could think of was to call my mom because I knew she knew about the house and what I have been going through. My mom said Mar you need to go to confession right now. I am coming to get you right now. So my mom, sister and my nephew came within the hour to take me to church. We drove to a church in Sharpsburg and walked in. Not knowing the church schedule for confession we just walked in and the choir was up at the altar area with the priest conducting them. He turned and asked what he could do for us. My mom said we are here for confession. He said it is not a confessional day but if we would wait for a few minutes while he finished up with the choir he would give us confession. We waited patiently. Our bodies in the pew facing the altar where nothing strange was happening. When the priest finished, my mom went in first, then my sister, then my nephew then finally me. I had not gone to church in close to 20 years and had no idea what I was going to say about this nightmare I was living in. I told the priest the sins I could think of and at the end I said there is something attacking me that I can't see. All the priest said to me in response is that I was where I was supposed to be. (meaning in church asking God for help). When we left church I found out from my family that when I went to the confessional the altar lights started moving and swaying. They never moved until I opened that door . I did not witness it myself but I know there was no movement that I noticed at the altar before I went in. Nor did I see anything strange when my family went in either. I wouldn't say I was encouraged by the experience because I didn't know how to express to the priest in words everything that was going on. I did feel better being in church again, since it was so long since I talked to Jesus. I ran from my religion and God for 20 years because of the shame I had from the sins I committed. They dropped me off and I told Keith I went to confession and I said I'm going to bed. I went into my bedroom and turned on the light. I was just standing there getting ready to get into bed when this amazing, too bright for words white light filled every corner of my bedroom. It only lasted maybe a second or two but my bedroom window was blocked by a carport roof and the back window was woods. No light could ever fill the room like that light did. I immediately went out and asked Keith if he saw a bright light and he said no not in the living room. What I didn't realize at that moment is that it was Jesus saying welcome back to me. I was never attacked again. The scratches stopped and the bruises as well. Jesus
answered me that very same night I went and asked for help. This was an amazing miracle and I knew that Jesus did hear me and got rid of whatever evil was there. I also felt like I was left an Angel because I felt like someone was there but not something I should be afraid of, and I wasn’t afraid of the new energy in the house.