Blog 213

September 20, 2021


Robert Wise explores the world of divine interventions from an objective point of view. An Archbishop in the Communion of Evangelical Episcopal Churches with a Ph.D., Rev. Wise relates his interviews with persons who experienced the touch of God.


Recently a friend shared a story that touched my memory. At the time I was living in Laguna Beach, California when a nurse at the hospital called. A member of the church, she knew that I spoke Spanish and wanted to know if I could help the nursing staff with a child dying with cancer. The child’s parents came from Mexico and could not even speak Spanish. Their native language was a Zapotec dialect from the mountains in southern Mexico. Consequently, the nurse had virtually no communication with them. The staff needed help and wanted me to interpret.

The child had bumps all over her body where the cancer had created lumps under her skin. Nurse Dinah said the small girl was in considerable pain and had almost no time left. They hoped I could make some connection with the parents as well as help the child with her pain. I immediately left for the hospital, drove up the coast, and quickly found the room. I walked in with intimidation not knowing what I would find and fearing the worst. Maybe, we couldn’t communicate at all.

The parents were in tears and we fumbled with words as I tried to offer consolation. I could tell they understood little of what I was attempting to say. However, to my surprise the five-year old child and I made instant contact and we talked about their situation. I could tell that the child was actually trying to comfort her grieving parents.

“My name is Blanca” she told me and began to describe what she saw when she went to sleep.

“Beautiful people are all around me,” Blanca said. “They seem to fly and give me such comfort. I don’t seem to hurt as much when I see them.”

“Does this always happen when you sleep?” I asked.

“Yes,” Blanca said. “Always.”

With that she rolled over and took a nap. I sat quietly with her parents. In about thirty minutes she woke up. I leaned over the bed.

“Did you see the angels?”

“Oh, yes,” Blanca said. “But this time there was a man with him. I didn’t know his name, but he smiled at me with the kindest smile I ever saw. I wonder who he was.”

I thought for a moment. “If you see him again, you might call him Jesus and see if he answers to that name.”  

“Okay,” Blanca said. “I will.”

She rolled over again and I could see the pain was increasing. How could one not profoundly care for this child? I just sat there praying for her relief. Finally, she rolled over again.

“He was there!” Blanca said. “Just like you said and his name is Jesus. He talked to me.”

“What did he say?”

“He said the next time I go to sleep, I don’t have to come back and my pain will be gone.”

“Wonderful,” I said. “Just wonderful.”

Blanca smiled for the firs time and then rolled over again and went back to sleep. Blanca did not wake up.

I have thought of her often over the years. In the most unexpected way, her death was actually a miracle. She saw angels and God’s provision for children who slip away in the night. For them there is no darkness.

Did not Jesus say, “whoever welcomes a child in my name welcomes me?” (Matthew 18:5)

Remember to expect the unexpected!

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By the way, I’d love to hear your story if you’ve experienced a divine intervention. Send it to me at Wise on Miracles@gmail.com.

Please watch and subscribe to my new YouTube channel MIRACLES NEVER CEASE, where I post interviews with people sharing their experiences with divine encounters!

Let the miracles begin!

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