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Two
members of the church here in Chattanooga,
Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Brock, were very devout. Brother Brock was an old
fashioned singing school teacher. His favorite song was, "O come angel
band, come and around me stand, O bear me away on your snowy wings to my
eternal home." A number of years ago Brother Brock passed on to be with
the Lord, His going was triumphant. Sister Brock loved the Lord devotedly and
loved the services. She developed a malignant cancer on her face. She was
rather sensitive about it and hesitated to be in public. So for years she
attended services but little. Her health was fast failing and it was evident
she would not live long in this world. One Saturday she said to her daughter,
Mrs. Thedford, the wife of our Sunday school superintendent, "Minnie
Lee, I feel that I soon will be gone. I feel sure that all is right but I am
going to fast and pray today and ask the Lord if all is clear." This she
did and reported to her daughter that the Lord had revealed Himself to her in
a most unusual way. She declared that she had seen clear inside heaven. That
was on Saturday. The next day she was very ill and never regained
consciousness. She grew worse. Friends were sitting up with her. On Tuesday
night, about midnight,
a strange thing happened. Those who were sitting up with her, (about a dozen
of them) heard music. It was different from anything they had ever before
heard. It was instrumental, so soft and gentle. Someone suggested that it
must be that some of the neighbors next door had the radio turned on and they
were getting this. They went out of the room and listened. They walked around
the house, across the street, but not a sound. They went back into the room
and it was very audible. It continued until four in the morning, and just at
four they distinctly heard a sound like the chime of a celestial bell. Three
strokes of the bell were heard. After this the music suddenly stopped. They
were perplexed and awed. Some said she will go three nights from now. Anyway
the next night, Tuesday, at exactly twelve
o'clock, just as before, the music began
and continued till exactly four and suddenly stopped. Many more were there
that night to hear the music. Thursday night, at the same time, the music
began and continued till exactly four. At that time it ceased and at that
moment Sister Brock breathed her last. I cannot explain this. I am only
stating what took place. Probably forty or fifty people heard this. Those who
heard fully believed that it was a heavenly visitation. The Lord does say
that Lazarus was carried by the angels into the good world. It may be that
since Sister Brock had been deprived of the privilege of attending the
services, and hearing the singing, that the angels saw fit to give her a
little free music as she passed over. Anyway if they did I see no reason why
one should object. She too loved her husband's favorite song, "O come
angel band."
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