Elizabeth Clare Prophet

1998 was year filled with milestones in my life and my experiences with beloved Mother. In May of 1998 I celebrated my 90th birthday —and what a celebration it was! About 125 people attended a picnic on the lawn, including Mother and her son Seth (4 years old at the time). It was a great occasion with friends and children everywhere. Mother had a wonderful time, took pictures with many of our friends and told me it was just the best party ever. So it was a very precious day for me, especially since Mother gave me a personal birthday blessing. After being in the Church for 20 years, I felt this was the ice cream on the cake!
Two months later I developed a blood clot in my left thigh and had to be rushed to Billings Hospital in a big plane for immediate surgery. I had no time to think about danger, yet I wasn't afraid. I had talked to Mother that very morning and she had assured me that I would be okay. She said she had looked at Mark's picture and he told her: "It's not time for Esta yet. She has work to do."
So I went into surgery knowing that Lanello was right by my side. When I woke up in the hospital I saw my friend Grace, our minister Carl Showalter and the Ascended Master Lanello—all holding my hands. Grace and Carl had come and stayed with me all night because I wasn't even expected to live. But when I woke up I was very much alive! So alive that after a little while Grace and Carl decided to leave so that I could recuperate.
I got along very well and was soon back at home in Paradise Valley. Every day since then I say a prayer of gratitude: I am grateful for another chance. I am grateful to be alive. And I want to thank Mother for her blessings and comfort too!