Death’s Messenger: Dream of Saint John Bosco — Part 1 | Ep. 71
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This is the true story
This is the true story of how Saint John Bosco accurately predicted the death of an Oratory boy in order to prepare him for the afterlife. However, in announcing that one of their number would die, it necessarily made all of his boys think of their souls and frequent confession.
On March 21, Don Bosco went in the evening to say good night to the boys and said:
I must tell you a dream. Imagine the hour of recreation in the Oratory, filled with animated and joyous sound. I seemed to be leaning against the window and observing you in the courtyard merrily amusing yourselves by playing, running, and jumping. Then I heard a great uproar at the porter’s lodge and looked to see a tall older man entering the courtyard. He had a broad forehead, sunken eyes, and a long white beard and appeared to be wrapped in a funeral shroud. He held his left hand tightly to his body and had a torch with a hazy blue flame in his right hand. He walked with slow and grave steps. Sometimes he stopped and bowed his head, like someone looking for something lost. He walked through the courtyard and passed among the young men, who continued their games. He entered the carpenters’ workshop and stopped before a young man who was playing. Stretching his extended arm, he brought the torch close to the young man’s face. “’Tis indeed he,” he said, and he nodded his head abruptly two or three times. He stopped the boy and presented him with a note drawn from the folds of his cloak. The young man took the note, opened it, and read it. He turned pale and asked, “When? Soon?”
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On March 21, Don Bosco went in the evening to say good night to the boys and said:
I must tell you a dream. Imagine the hour of recreation in the Oratory, filled with animated and joyous sound. I seemed to be leaning against the window and observing you in the courtyard merrily amusing yourselves by playing, running, and jumping. Then I heard a great uproar at the porter’s lodge and looked to see a tall older man entering the courtyard. He had a broad forehead, sunken eyes, and a long white beard and appeared to be wrapped in a funeral shroud. He held his left hand tightly to his body and had a torch with a hazy blue flame in his right hand. He walked with slow and grave steps. Sometimes he stopped and bowed his head, like someone looking for something lost. He walked through the courtyard and passed among the young men, who continued their games. He entered the carpenters’ workshop and stopped before a young man who was playing. Stretching his extended arm, he brought the torch close to the young man’s face. “’Tis indeed he,” he said, and he nodded his head abruptly two or three times. He stopped the boy and presented him with a note drawn from the folds of his cloak. The young man took the note, opened it, and read it. He turned pale and asked, “When? Soon?”
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New episodes every Monday, Wednesday and Friday at 8:00 AM EST. #donboscostories
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