MY FIRST NUMBER “27”
- Wendy Evans

- Mar 17, 2022
- 3 min read
Updated: Aug 3, 2022
I take you back now to the fall of 1993. It’s in the middle of the night and I can’t sleep. Rick is in the bed sleeping peacefully. I am in the floor on my side of the bed just crying and trying not to wake him up. I felt like I had already put him through so much already. He had given up his part in a residential home building business that he had with his best friend, sold the house he built for us, and start over in his field of construction in a town where he knew no one to move with me to further my career. Here I was in the floor so so sad and miserable. How could I tell him I believed it was a mistake? How could I stay here? What was I going to do?
I looked around and saw this book a friend had given me at my going away party. It was titled “Read the Bible in 365 days”. When I opened it, the programs from the girls funerals fell out and onto the floor. My heart dropped. Then all of a sudden I felt this scary feeling. Something was here with me. It was a frightful feeling. I actually thought it was the devil. But then I heard my niece, Deanna’s voice. She said Aunt Wendy it’s okay. Jesus loves you. We (her and Angel and Tabitha ) are fine. Stop worrying. You see when I went back to see Tabitha with my sister-n-law, I saw both Deanna and Tabitha. The hospital had not even tried to cover their bodily injuries before we saw them. I also had handled the life insurance claims for my siblings and had read what the death certificates said. Let me just say it was terrible. Beyond words what my sister-n-law and I should have ever been exposed too.
Deanna knew that their bodies condition had really stayed with me. I was so perplexed because I didn’t understand what it meant to have been “saved” and go to heaven. The preacher had told about how the girls had all given their hearts to Jesus and they were in heaven now during their funerals. Which now I know this really wasn’t what the actual truth was. Asking Jesus for forgiveness is part of a story or myth we have been lead to believe from religion. The real truth is so much more beautiful.
That presence I had felt then just washed over me. I felt lighter, free, happy, so many different feelings. I no longer was worried about the girls. From that moment on I was never the same. My life and my personality changed dramatically from that point going forward. You see I had recognized there was a soul inside of me that was part of God. At that moment when Deanna spoke to me in spirit from the other side, my God seed in my heart was activated. I didn’t need to be forgiven because earth is a school for learning. There isn’t a place called hell you go to if you never ask God to forgive you of your sins. That is what has been used to try to control us and keep us from learning our true origin and power. We are all part of God/Source or Spirit, we are God in human form having a human experience. We just change states of our energy when we die and go back to a higher plane that you can call heaven or the location where we decide if we are reincarnating again on earth or if we are doing something different.
I beg of you not to let any differences of spiritual beliefs sway you from what I am sharing with you today. No matter if you agree with me or not, ask yourself and ask God to open your heart and beliefs to Him. Let Him guide you to your own understanding. I didn’t get here in a instant or over night. But I will guarantee you if you always keep seeking God for direction, guidance, and understanding more and more will be revealed to your conscious understanding when you are ready to receive and understand it completely. This night was the beginning of my spiritual awakening in the fall of 1993 and you guessed it I was 27 years of age. It was before my birthday in November. My first of many number 27’s to come!!!




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