BLOG 74 February 26, 2018 MIRACLES NEVER CEASE! 

Robert Wise explores the world of Divine intervention from an objective point of view. Can 21st Century people believe that the hand of God touches people in today’s world? Read and you’ll find new insights.

I’m sharing again some of my experiences with one of the most gifted people I’ve ever known. You can find the original blogs on Agnes Sanford back in September, 2017. However, I’m repeating some encounters that I think have important value for today.

Many people came to Agnes through the years, but not everyone was restored in some dramatic way. Some people went home the way they came. I wondered how she knew what to pray for all of these people. Agnes had an answer.

Before she prayed, Agnes listened to hear the mind of God. What intentions did he have for the specific person in need? If she felt healing was not possible at that moment, Agnes blessed the person. When she got a green light, she interceded for the specific need.

If you didn’t know Agnes, you’d think that her praying about the wind, earth, and sky was off the scale. However, she prayed about hurricanes, against wild fires, and for the rain to start and stop because she believed it was the will of God for humanity to do so

Once during a conference in Southern California with people seated outside, the rain started to hit. She looked up and said, “I’ve got five more minutes then you can start. Please wait.” The rain stopped. When she finished, Agnes looked up again and said “Okay, you can start now.” It did. The crowd stared. The issue was the will of God.

The same was true for dying. I knew that Ted Sanford had a powerful, pleasant dream about dying that occurred five days before his death. Agnes had suggested it might be prophetic of what was to come. When the end came, it was just as Ted had dreamed. Neither Agnes nor Ted were afraid of death as they lived in the light of the resurrection. When her friend and house companion Edith Drury called to tell me that Agnes had died, the same amazing dimension had been there.

Agnes came out of her bedroom one morning and told Edith that she believed the Lord was calling her to fly. Could Edith see if a glider might be found to take them for a ride? As she always did, Edith accepted the unusual request in stride and started calling local airports. A week later, Agnes came out as she always did with an adjusted request.

“I think I got it wrong,” she said.

“Really?” Edith answered.

“Yes. I don’t believe I’m suppose to fly in an airplane. I think it’s time for me to go. I believe I should die.”

“Are you certain? I mean – well, after all –”

“I think so. Please call the women in our prayer group to come over and pray for me. I think I’m supposed to leave on Sunday.”

Edith shrugged. “I’ll do what you tell me. Yes, I’ll call them right now.”

On Sunday, the small group of people gathered around Agnes’s bed and began to pray for her release. In a short time, she was gone. Agnes died on February 21, 1982, the day celebrated in many churches as the Feast of the Transformation. It certainly was hers.


BLOG 55 September 18, 2017 MIRACLES NEVER CEASE! Robert Wise explores the world of Divine intervention from an objective point of view. Can 21st Century people believe that the hand of God touches people in today’s world? Read and you’ll find new insights.


Agnes Sanford had an unusual ability to read people. Extremely intelligent, she was also highly creative. For entertainment and a game, she and Edith Drury would have conversations at the supper table about the “Fanta-folk” as Agnes called them. These imaginary people went on many kinds of adventures with Edith and Agnes creating them through their conversations back and forth. Her inventive mind proved to be extremely important in her ministry.

Agnes sensed I had a need. I had been adopted as a child and had developed a number of problems that came from trying to fit into the world I grew up in. Agnes understood this and suggested we pray about the struggle. She told me to close my eyes and envision myself as a child at a time when I might have had difficulties.

Leaning back in the chair, I let my mind drift as she continued talking and guiding my imagination. Soon a ten-year-old Robert Wise appeared in my meditation and was standing on the edge of a pitch-black school playground that I often had to cross after dark. I was always frightened by that vast expanse and would run as hard as I could to get to the other side when it was dark. As Agnes talked, I realized a huge bundle was on my back, making me bend over. I was a troubled little boy.

Agnes asked me to pray for Jesus to come and help me. She suggested I create an image in my mind. Using my imagination, I soon was surprised that Jesus began walking out of the darkness toward me. My meditation took on an independence of its own. Jesus reached out and touched the burden on my back. The bundle instantly disappeared!

The effect was so dramatic that I rose up in my chair and broke the contemplation. I suddenly discovered that I felt much lighter and could breathe more deeply and fully than I had ever done before. Later I realized the bundle had been a symbol of issues and experiences that had haunted me through the years. The problems were gone. The struggle and depression had vanished. The transformation of my memories had been a divine intervention. I was released.

This encounter was my introduction to the “Healing of Memories” ministry that was to prove important in my own work. I realized Jesus Christ was the same yesterday, today, and always. He could heal the past as easily as the present.

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