destroy my spirit.”
“Why did you choose me, professor?” I asked. “Why me?”
“In your heart of hearts, you know the answer. Your heart has already chosen. Are you willing to devote your life to serve God and humanity? Are you ready to answer His call? Your bright light shines like a beacon of hope through the fog of oppression. The mercy of your love softens hearts that are hardened. You speak the truth despite the consequences,” Boris praised me. He continued, “I need the assistance of a human counterpart.We have many souls to save, many bodies to heal. Let’s make an agreement to work together for the good. Let’s make a deal now. There is no time to lose.”
Should I consort with this ghost who seemed so insistent? What did he mean by “saving souls”? Healing Jezra’s wound was one thing; saving souls was another. “Professor, I need time to consider your offer. I will answer you tomorrow—when the black crow lands atop the north guard tower.”
Heaven
A NOTHER ONE OF MY beliefs about reality was shattered. I did not realize that dead people could work as hard as living people. I thought that in heaven you rested, contemplating and praising God. I imagined that when I arrived in heaven I would learn to play the harp, frolic with fairies, and gather golden rosebuds to make garlands of glory. It didn’t occur to me that my spirit might have a job to do after I died.
Beyond the Grave
G ROWING UP AT A USCHWITZ I saw the many faces of death. I awoke each morning knowing that this day could be my last. The challenge of facing death transformed my view of life. I learned to be present in the moment. I learned to be grateful for the smallest things, and to thank God for every blessing. Although I was barely thirteen years of age, I was becoming wise beyond my years.
Until I met the ghost-man, I had not considered the possibility of the afterlife, nor wondered what happens to us after we die. To me, Boris Brozinski was “real” proof of the eternal life of the spirit.
Exodus
S HOULD I MAKE A deal with the professor? I was faced with a decision that could change my life. I prayed for guidance, for clear seeing and knowing.
Searching my memories for inspiration, a scene from my childhood came into focus in my mind’s eye. I saw my elder brother Simon sitting in an armchair in the parlor of our flat. As my family sat around him, he read to us from the Holy Book. The afternoon sun shone through the parlor window, surrounding him with a golden halo. His voice became animated as he read the word of God. His face was radiant, and a peaceful presence filled the room:
God spoke unto Moses: “Bring law to the people. Teach them the sacredness and sanctity of life.”
Moses went to the Pharaoh of Egypt. “Let my people go.” After plagues and pestilence were smitten upon the land, the Pharaoh summoned Moses in the night. “Go now, your people and your flocks.”
Moses led the exodus of the Jewish people from the land of slavery. When they reached the Red Sea, the Army of the Lord was waiting. His lieutenants stood in a line from shoreline to shoreline, watching for a signal from Moses. As he stretched his right hand over the Red Sea, the waters began to churn and roar and rush apart. The crowd of astonished onlookers gasped in awe
.
“It’s a miracle,” they cried. “Praise God.”
The lieutenants of the Lord held up the churning walls of water, and bare ground appeared. The people ran down the long passageway, fleeing the wrath of Pharaoh
.
Moses delivered the Israelites into the land of freedom
.
Simon closed the Holy Book and sat in contemplation. Lost in thought, I reflected on the story of Exodus. I admired Moses for his unwavering faith and service to God.
I will learn from his example
, I promised myself.
I will trust in God to guide me through the dark days ahead
.
Angel of Deliverance
T HAT NIGHT I HAD a dream. I saw myself climbing up a very steep mountain. The slopes were
“Why did you choose me, professor?” I asked. “Why me?”
“In your heart of hearts, you know the answer. Your heart has already chosen. Are you willing to devote your life to serve God and humanity? Are you ready to answer His call? Your bright light shines like a beacon of hope through the fog of oppression. The mercy of your love softens hearts that are hardened. You speak the truth despite the consequences,” Boris praised me. He continued, “I need the assistance of a human counterpart.We have many souls to save, many bodies to heal. Let’s make an agreement to work together for the good. Let’s make a deal now. There is no time to lose.”
Should I consort with this ghost who seemed so insistent? What did he mean by “saving souls”? Healing Jezra’s wound was one thing; saving souls was another. “Professor, I need time to consider your offer. I will answer you tomorrow—when the black crow lands atop the north guard tower.”
Heaven
A NOTHER ONE OF MY beliefs about reality was shattered. I did not realize that dead people could work as hard as living people. I thought that in heaven you rested, contemplating and praising God. I imagined that when I arrived in heaven I would learn to play the harp, frolic with fairies, and gather golden rosebuds to make garlands of glory. It didn’t occur to me that my spirit might have a job to do after I died.
Beyond the Grave
G ROWING UP AT A USCHWITZ I saw the many faces of death. I awoke each morning knowing that this day could be my last. The challenge of facing death transformed my view of life. I learned to be present in the moment. I learned to be grateful for the smallest things, and to thank God for every blessing. Although I was barely thirteen years of age, I was becoming wise beyond my years.
Until I met the ghost-man, I had not considered the possibility of the afterlife, nor wondered what happens to us after we die. To me, Boris Brozinski was “real” proof of the eternal life of the spirit.
Exodus
S HOULD I MAKE A deal with the professor? I was faced with a decision that could change my life. I prayed for guidance, for clear seeing and knowing.
Searching my memories for inspiration, a scene from my childhood came into focus in my mind’s eye. I saw my elder brother Simon sitting in an armchair in the parlor of our flat. As my family sat around him, he read to us from the Holy Book. The afternoon sun shone through the parlor window, surrounding him with a golden halo. His voice became animated as he read the word of God. His face was radiant, and a peaceful presence filled the room:
God spoke unto Moses: “Bring law to the people. Teach them the sacredness and sanctity of life.”
Moses went to the Pharaoh of Egypt. “Let my people go.” After plagues and pestilence were smitten upon the land, the Pharaoh summoned Moses in the night. “Go now, your people and your flocks.”
Moses led the exodus of the Jewish people from the land of slavery. When they reached the Red Sea, the Army of the Lord was waiting. His lieutenants stood in a line from shoreline to shoreline, watching for a signal from Moses. As he stretched his right hand over the Red Sea, the waters began to churn and roar and rush apart. The crowd of astonished onlookers gasped in awe
.
“It’s a miracle,” they cried. “Praise God.”
The lieutenants of the Lord held up the churning walls of water, and bare ground appeared. The people ran down the long passageway, fleeing the wrath of Pharaoh
.
Moses delivered the Israelites into the land of freedom
.
Simon closed the Holy Book and sat in contemplation. Lost in thought, I reflected on the story of Exodus. I admired Moses for his unwavering faith and service to God.
I will learn from his example
, I promised myself.
I will trust in God to guide me through the dark days ahead
.
Angel of Deliverance
T HAT NIGHT I HAD a dream. I saw myself climbing up a very steep mountain. The slopes were
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