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Signs and Wonders

                        Prophesy / Fortune-Telling

          The Sword-Bishop Foretold My Recovery

          This is a testimony to my wonderful cure by the Sword-Bishop.
          In the summer of 1989 I had heavy flu in consequence of which my
          senses of taste and smell did not function any more. At that time I asked
          my GP whether it could be cured, and he answered: „No, nothing can
          be done here.“ I accepted it and took it as a sacrifice.
          When, in 1992, as every year, we were in Rehetobel again at the feast
          of GOD the FATHER, I asked M. P. S. whether or not the Sword-Bishop
          could help. She advised me to ask this the Sword-Bishop himself, which
          is what I did. The Sword-Bishop said that the time was not yet come to
          perform miracles. This, too, I accepted anew as a sacrifice. And it was
          definitely a sacrifice, a great sacrifice in fact. You do not know what is
          on your plate because you are unable either to smell or to taste it. You
          eat because you have to, indeed, you are even glad when you have
          finished eating. I have experienced what a great good the Creator gave
          us through these sense organs.

          In September 1993, at the feast of GOD the FATHER, we were again in
          Rehetobel and I was asked by the Sword-Bishop whether I would like to
          come again for some time in November to discuss what in recent years
          I have written down about the Sword-Bishop since our first meeting in
          Spaubeek, and then record it on tape.
          So I did, and during my stay in Rehetobel the following happened: after
          about one and a half weeks I mentioned to my table companions that
          the bread was so tasty, the butter delicious, the coffee tasted good, etc.
          Not for a moment did I think that my senses of taste and smell had re-
          turned. After four years I did not expect it any more. – When one day
          the midday bells were ringing for dinner and we came past the kitchen,
          I cried out: „Oh, what a delicious smell in here!“ I was not yet aware
          myself what was going on until we were seated at the table and the
          Abbess opened the door of our dining room while asking: „Martha, do
          you smell anything?“ – I was so shocked, I threw my hands up in utter
          astonishment, but then I shouted for joy. What joy! – Now I could also
          remember the Sword-Bishop’s words which he once indicated to me:
          „When you will some day come to Rehetobel again, you can, GOD

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