My Borrowed Angel

Joann Bush

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Is there life after death? Can the dead reach out to you to let you know they are with you? I have been touched by death and my answer is yes.
After author Joann Bush’s son, Jon, was born in 1976, she frequently heard voices saying he would not live past age eighteen. She ignored the messages, telling herself she was being silly and ridiculous. Bush believed in God, but at the same time, she wasn’t sure about life after death. She believes she now has her answer.
In My Borrowed Angel, she shares her story including how twenty-three-year-old Jon, his wife, and their ten-month-old daughter were killed in a car accident in 1999. Numb with grief, Bush narrates how she and other family members began receiving messages from Jon. He asked that she help children.
Reflecting on her experiences, Bush believes God loaned her Jon for a purpose. She’s since started a foundation in honor of Jon, Macy, and Misty to help children who have major medical conditions

Sujets

• afterlife
• Philosophie et théologie
• Afterworld
• Hereafter
• Religion
• Ghost
• Angel

Informations

• Publié par: iUniverse
• Date de parution: 08 septembre 2022
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781663242891
• Langue: English
• Poids de l'ouvrage: 1 Mo

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My Borrowed Angel
 
God’s Message about the Future
 
 
 
JOANN BUSH
 
 
 
 

 
MY BORROWED ANGEL
GOD’S MESSAGE ABOUT THE FUTURE
 
Copyright © 2022 Joann Bush.
 
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ISBN: 978-1-6632-4290-7 (sc)
ISBN: 978-1-6632-4289-1 (e)
 
Library of Congress Control Number: 2022913762
 
 
iUniverse rev. date:   09/07/2022
 
Dedicated to My Girls
Nichole, Jona, and Megan
I love you with all that is in me.
CONTENTS
Introduction
 
Chapter 1       The Voice
Chapter 2       All Boy
Chapter 3       The Young Man
Chapter 4       Siblings
Chapter 5       Cherish Every Moment
Chapter 6       Adulthood
Chapter 7       God’s Warning Comes True
Chapter 8       The Voice Inside Me
Chapter 9       The Angel Above
Chapter 10     God Lets Them Reach Out
Chapter 11     Unexplained
INTRODUCTION
I wrote this book to inspire and help parents who have lost children. However, this book will hopefully help those who have lost other loved ones as well. My son, granddaughter, and daughter-in-law were killed in an automobile accident in July 1999. I knew in my heart from the time my son was born that he would not grow up to be an older adult. I had this voice in my head that kept telling me my son would not live past eighteen. He lived to be twenty-three. I believe it was God letting me know that my son was borrowed and he was here for a specific purpose. I would later learn what that purpose was. This book is to encourage people not to dismiss feelings they may have but to listen to their inner selves. It may very well be God giving insight into the future.
I also believe that things that happened to my daughter, my husband, and myself after my son’s death should be told. I feel that if I tell my story about God’s warning and him allowing Jon to help me and my family cope with the grief, it will help others deal with the death of their loved ones. It may help them pay attention to what happens after a loved one’s death. It may help them know that God allows our loved ones to reach out and communicate with us. We only need to stop, listen, pay attention, and believe. It brings peace to know they are happy with God and that they are still with us when we need them most.

CHAPTER 1
The Voice
I t was a hot Thursday in July of 1976 and I had all the energy in the world. I woke up feeling like I could clean every house in town. I started by cleaning my house from top to bottom. By the end of the day, I still felt good with just a little back pain. I was two weeks past due. The doctor had told me that if I had not gone into labor by the next visit, which was the next day, he would induce me. Friday morning, I woke up and got ready to go to the doctor’s office with my bag in my hand, expecting to have my labor induced. To my surprise, when I got there, the doctor told me I was already in labor. I called my husband, Taylor, and told him it was time. In 1976, there was no such thing as an Ultrasound. Therefore, I did not know if the baby would be a boy or a girl. I had a two-year-old daughter who was so precious. I did not care if this baby was a boy or a girl. The only thing I cared about was that the baby was healthy with all fingers and toes. I had been in labor since eight A.M. Finally, it was time, and I was ready to deliver. At 3:09 pm. I had given birth to a wonderful, healthy six-pound two-ounce baby boy, another blessing from God. Taylor and I were so happy. Jon Taylor Bush was the name we had decided to give our baby boy. He was so precious and so tiny. Everything was wonderful with the world.
It had been a few days since we got home from the hospital and now the fears and the dreams had begun. I kept hearing this tiny voice in my head telling me that something will happen. Jon would not live past his eighteenth birthday. I know this may seem strange; it was strange to me. What would make me think of such a thing?
“Of course, I am being silly. Nothing is going to happen. He is great and so happy.” I said to myself.
Weeks passed, and there were no more voices in my head. When Jon was about three months old, I had taken him into his room to change his diaper, and when I took the diaper off, I saw a big knot in his pelvic area.
“Oh, please Lord, what is this.”
The fear and the voices are screaming in the back of my mind. They are replaying over and over again.
“Jon is not going to live past eighteen.”
“This knot is so big. Help me, dear Lord, help me.”
In a panic, I called the doctor’s office and they told me to bring him in to see the doctor. I was sitting in the office praying and waiting for my turn. At last, they called my name. The doctor came in and checked the knot. He looked at me and smiled.
“Don’t worry, it is just a hernia. We can rub it back in, and when he is a couple of months older, we will do a hernia repair surgery. Just watch it for now. If it comes back out, rub it, and if it will not go back in; then we may have to go ahead and do the surgery.