A Stranger Called My Name – (Video)/in vlog /by Tony Francis - Healed Nations Author
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A Stranger Called My Name/in Healing Word /by Tony Francis - Healed Nations Author
I had a bizarre experience that made me think again about everything. This morning I woke up to a phone call, not like any phone call. Usually, I keep my mobile next to my bed even I rarely get phone calls, especially in the morning.
I picked up and was about to say hello but the caller was fast in calling my name. He was sure it is my name, he was not asking or tone wavering he said hello to me as though he knows me for a long time. His confidence made me open my heart and ear to listen to him. “Do I know you?” I asked. I heard him smiling gently when he told me “I think you heard about me but you don’t know me”. This made that phone call more mysterious and bizarre to me. It stirred my curiosity!
“Would you please tell me who are you?” excitingly I asked. He said lovingly: “I AM calling you, would you like to meet?” I became silent for a moment that seemed a long time for him. I was deeply thinking but he wanted a quick answer. I have never encountered someone as excited as this stranger was to meet me. I said yes for no reason maybe because I was scared of not unlocking his mystery. The thing that made me say yes to him is how he called my name. Many know my number and my parent, friends, and relatives have called my name before but never this way. I knew for sure it was not a trick and I never met this ONE before. I was ready to take all my chances with him … Then I woke up from sleep!
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Yesterday dad told me this story …/in Healing Word /by Tony Francis - Healed Nations Author
I did not know the power of hearing a story until I heard dad told me this story yesterday. After we had dinner, dad took me to my bed and smiled at me warmly. Then he moved a special chair in my room next to my bed. This chair is special to me not because it is a beautiful piece of furniture in my bedroom but because dad sits on it every night to tell me a story.
I laid on my bed with eyes wide open and with an undivided attention to hear what he has to tell me. I knew it was going to be awesome as every night I embark on an exciting journey with him. It was not about the story itself but about how it bonds me with dad deeply and intimately. To prove you my point, I do not think I would feel the same if someone else told me the same beautiful story dad tells me.
I do not know why I am so hungry to hear stories narrated by my father. Maybe because I love to hear his voice and a story gives me a chance to hear him long enough to satisfy my deepest need. When dad tells me a story, I know it is pure love. Maybe a storyteller tells stories to show off, to amaze you, for money or to change your beliefs not because it benefits you but because it benefits him. It is what a movie does or a theater play, or any other form of storytelling.
Dad loves me, this I know. He will put all of himself and all of his energy in any story he tells me. He gets creative not because he is good in storytelling but because he loves me. Love is the fountain of creativity!
I am sorry I have to leave you now; I must shut the door to be alone with dad. Sorry, you cannot come in to hear what he is going to tell me. Mmmm, I am not being rude here but how do I say this? It is kind of an intimate atmosphere where only the presence of silence, dad and me can be in the room. I will not even tell you tomorrow what he told me, don’t expect that, please.
Intimacy with my Father is the holiest thing to me in the world. A public intimacy always becomes like pornography and I am not allowing this.
Dad, here I am. You may start …
Glory to God
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