Miracles still happen. The second miracle

MIRACLES STILL HAPPEN. THE SECOND MIRACLE

Together we started again in 1977, both divorced and brooke but still having fun in our little house in Zeeland, which had to be renovated. According to our family, it was uninhabitable, but with the money we had left we could afford anything else. Fortunately we had a big barn and a large piece of land where we have worked on many hours. We grew our own vegetables, fruit trees, lots of berries such as blackcurrant berries, red berries, etc. and we kept fatting chickens.
But after Tjernobyll this stopped.
After 4 years working at projects abroad, again we had some money in our savings account and used this to renovate and expand. A job was accepted in Zeeland, no great riches, but we got our little house or life together the week-ends and our own little car. The whole house was heated by stoves and two beautiful burners, but those used a lot of wood, a whole lot. Our dear neighbour always took care that there was a tree or branches or some other wood ready somewhere for us to go and get it after chopping it and taking it home with our trailer. Back at home Willem again had to saw it in smaller pieces before storing it in the woodhouse. This went on year after year. Filling the two burners with wood was a lot of work and it was heavy work too. Eventually, when Willem got older, I found it hard for him to do this though job. Central heating that was the solution but that cost 12.000 Guilders for our house.
Everyone has their own idea about the afterlife and how we were created, so did I, although my ideas differ somewhat from most others and I asked my guides daily: please help us. I did this every day at a quiet moment for instance when I drove through the beautiful countryside. I begged them as it were: it is not for parties, not for holidays, not for pleasure but to heat our house properly during the winter. Every day in thought I spoke to them explaining why we needed to be helped, until one day after about 2 months I opened the mail in the evening including bank statements and what did I see to my surprise? An amount of 20.000 Guilders won in the lottery was credited to our account. With my finger I hit the bank statement and uttered strange noises. Willem was watching and did not understand, he thought we would be overdrawn again, that’s what the strange noises are about. I kept on pointing my finger to the statement and then finally he looked at it as well and looked again. Together we danced around and went out for dinner, we were overjoyed.
The central heating was installed and wood was now a matter of choice. I send my helpers a thousand thank you’s. Isn’t this really a miracle?
Dinkie