A Visit

April 7th I woke up from a sound sleep with the Face of Jesus upon waking. That was the first of many I would have. On July 9th something woke me up around 2:30. When I went upstairs to the bathroom something was wrong. Because when I came back downstairs the water pump wasn't shutting off. I woke my Dad up to tell him something was wrong. Come to find out, the faucet outside was left on and the hose sprayer was broken. One of the deer stepped on the hose sprayer. Good thing I woke up before it ran all night we could have ran out of water. That taken care of we went back to bed. Except I was awoken again; to go into my kitchen area to get my elderly dog. When I turned on the light there was what appeared to be fog and I proceeded to walk right thru it eyes wide open. The film coated my eyes. When I looked around it wasn't there. Try to imagine how fog got into a cellar with no window open. It wasn't fog. Because when I did go back to bed before I fell to sleep I heard interiorly the most beautiful male voice anyone could ever imagine, saying that "The Father would die for the daughter". I never in my entire life would ever think I could be one of God's chosen few to be visited by His Spirit and to walk and absorb His Spirit through my eyes. I at first thought I was being told of my Dad, because off what we just went thru that night. In the morning I looked outside and saw the strangest thing. The entire outside area of my parent's property was surrounded with a cloud while it was clear around the house and woods. For two nights it was like that. Believe me at this point I was trying hard not to think of what seemed to be happening and the realization of it. One time in front of the Blessed Sacrament I burst into tears, not sure why that was. That's been happening since the Image appeared.