Debra Basham

Living and Loving

Tag: Sacred Stories

  • Found It!

    Sacred Stories

    When her brother passed unexpectedly, she went to the cemetery to offer prayers. Her children were meeting her there. She got some flowers and picked up some small stones to bring to the grave. The office gave her a map to find the section, but she had no idea where the specific grave was.

    No one was around, and she got lost. A man in work clothes approached and offered help—pointing out to her that each grave had a number carved into the corner.

    She easily followed the path to a freshly dug hole.

    At that point, she looked up and saw her children approaching in their car. She waved to them, and motioned to her brother’s grave.

    Turning to thank the man for his help, there was no sight of him! She saw no mode of transportation—no sign of the man’s having been there at all. Nothing…

    Closing her eyes, she thanked God for sending that angel.

    Miracles happen. She (and WE) can appreciate each reminder of that gift, and all of the angelic-helpers we all have!

    If you have a Sacred Story you would like to have shared, please send email to debra@scs-matters.com.

  • Three Little Birds

    Sacred Stories

    Her heart was heavy as she was driving to her parents’ house with her infant son. Her first family photos were going to be without her husband and her daughter.

    She had given birth to twins a few months earlier, but her daughter had only lived three-and-a-half days.

    Current family tension resulted in her husband’s not attending the wedding of her brother.

    She was thinking about what it would be like to have all four of them in the car on the way to—anywhere.

    She suddenly realized that Bob Marley’s Three Little Birds had come on the radio. That is the song they had all four of their heartbeats put to….

      Don’t worry about a thing
      ‘Cause every little thing gonna be alright
      Singing’ don’t worry about a thing
      ‘Cause every little thing gonna be alright

  • Ed!

    Sacred Stories

    He was enjoying a morning off.

    He knew he wanted to stop and see a friend who had just gotten back in town after spending the winter in Florida.

    He stopped in at a garage sale in a nearby town.

    There was his friend buying a hat!

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  • Boston

    Sacred Stories

    Coming into the waiting room to see her client out of the building, she discovered a woman looking around.

    “May I help you?” she inquired of the woman.

    The woman responded, “I thought you had a book store here. I am looking for a book about preparing for surgery.”

    “Oh, we don’t have a book store any more, but I am the one who is trained in that program. I have written an e-book called Imagine Healing.”

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    “I am glad to work with you,” she continued.

    “It is not for me, it is for my daughter.”

    Assuring the woman she would be willing to work with the daughter, the woman replied. “She does not live here. She lives in Boston.”

    Her response to that? “I am flying to Boston tomorrow!”

    Synchronicity was first explained by psychiatrist Carl Jung. It is the wonderful feeling of knowing you are in the right place at the right time.

  • Miss Ellie

    Sacred Stories

    They had just attended their 49th consecutive annual family reunion. It was the first one ever attended without their mother.

    As they were driving home, a vehicle towing a boat passed them. The name of the boat was Miss Ellie.

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    Miss Ellie was the term of endearment their sister-in-law used for their mom.

    They knew she was letting them know she had been at the reunion!

  • Just Do It!

    Sacred Stories

    Feeling somewhat desperate, trying to decide if she should sign the lease without others being committed to sharing the space, she blurted out, “I believe in me!”

    Just as she did, she saw a wadded up garment on the side of the road. The previous week, she had found a pair of golf shorts—in her husband’s size, still with the tags on them, on the side of the road.

    Parking her bike, she flipped the garment over, and saw the words: Just Do It!

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    (Excerpted from Surrender the Fear, Beyond Mastery Newsletter. Used by permission.)

  • Lord’s Supper

    Sacred Stories

    Her grandfather was quite the artist. He did mostly religious paintings. A favorite piece depicting the Lord’s Supper, hung above his bed.

    PHILADELPHIA - MAY 17: Father Gregory Fairbanks, a professor at St. Charles Borromeo Seminary in Philadelphia, speaks to the media next to a picture of "The Last Supper" by Leonardo Da Vinci, during a news conference regarding the Catholic Church's views about Dan Brown's book, "The Da Vinci Code" May 17, 2006 in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. Worldwide protests and bans on the film, which debuts this week at the Cannes Film Festival, from groups opposed to the depiction of religious organizations and factual misrepresentations in the book and movie. (Photo by William Thomas Cain/Getty Images)
    PHILADELPHIA – MAY 17: Father Gregory Fairbanks, a professor at St. Charles Borromeo Seminary in Philadelphia, speaks to the media next to a picture of “The Last Supper” by Leonardo Da Vinci, during a news conference regarding the Catholic Church’s views about Dan Brown’s book, “The Da Vinci Code” May 17, 2006 in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. Worldwide protests and bans on the film, which debuts this week at the Cannes Film Festival, from groups opposed to the depiction of religious organizations and factual misrepresentations in the book and movie. (Photo by William Thomas Cain/Getty Images)

    One night, returning home after being out, they found the painting face-down on the bed. The wire hanger was split in two, as though it had been cut.

    Shortly, he received news that his sibling had just died.

    Years passed, and a second time the painting mysteriously was face down, again as though the wire had been split.

    He received notification of the passing of another family member!

    What once seemed so strange, is now seen as evidence spirit and matter are not really separate at all.

    If you have a sacred story to share, send email to debra@scs-matters.com

  • Love is Strange

    Sacred Stories

    She and their baby son had gone to stay with her parents, to give her husband some time to sort things out.

    Her friend was out for a bike ride and came upon a larger-than-life chalk message on the newly blacktopped road.

    The message was, “Hey! Everything will be okay. Love is strange.”

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    Too big to fit into a single photo, her friend snapped several, and sent them to her.

    Her response?

    “Thank you! My parents just left for church and I’m sitting here feeding the baby and, for the first time, feeling the weight of this separation. The universe has wonderful timing! Thank you for taking the time to share with me.”

    Although they have no idea who left this amazing message, they are grateful!

    If you would like to share a sacred story, send email to debra@scs-matters.com.

  • Headstone

    Sacred Stories

    One of the most difficult tasks of their lives lay ahead of them: selecting a headstone for their infant baby daughter.

    Browsing the website, hoping that looking before they went would help her get through it, a black slant-cut heart-shaped stone caught her attention. She did not mention this to her husband, preferring to allow him to have his own thoughts about the selection when they were there.

    Asking about the slant-cut heart, she was told that was not really slant-cut, it just looked that way in the photo.

    They determined the black stone was out of their budget, and were settling for a lighter grey regular heart-shaped stone, when the woman helping them timidly asked if they would be interested in seeing a small black stone that had been ordered by someone else, not realizing it was for an infant.

    The stone was exactly what she had “seen” online!

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    Our lives are made so much richer by sharing. Please send email to debra@scs-matters.com if you have a sacred story to share.

  • Acupuncture

    Sacred Stories

    Her husband was in rehab. He had not yet regained bowel function, was bloated, toxic, terribly uncomfortable, and growing frustrated with the unsuccessful treatment: stool softener, laxative, suppository. “You would think a progressive hospital like this would have acupuncture available,” she lamented.

    That was noon.

    At 7:00 pm, she received a call from a client she had been playing phone tag with. The client was glad to make contact, hoping to schedule an appointment. “Unfortunately, my calendar is at home, and I am at Mary Free Bed hospital with my husband.”

    “Oh, that is such a wonderful facility. My niece was there for rehab and she did great. I will say, it was the acupuncture that really helped her,” the client chimed in.

    “Acupuncture?” she inquired.

    “Oh, yes, they offer acupuncture at the Wege Institute connected to the hospital,” was the response.

    Her husband had acupuncture the next day, and had a normal bowl movement after just one treatment.

    Every day since her husband had been moved to rehab, she had parked in the lot right next door to the Wege Institute.

    What we need is probably always closer to us than we might think….
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