Christ is the abbreviation of "Killistuk", which means "anointed one", and the ancient Jews had to perform the ceremony of putting anointing oil on the head of the recipient when they were crowned kings and priests, and the Hebrew pronunciation is Messiah. The Jesus of the Bible is the Christ, the Son of the LORD God, often referred to as "Jesus of Nazareth."

Jesus was born in Bethlehem, Israel, more than 2,000 years ago, and began to preach the gospel of the kingdom of heaven at the age of 30. On the third day he was resurrected and appeared to all the disciples, and on the 40th day after the resurrection he ascended to heaven and now sat at the right hand of God, where he will return and establish the glorious kingdom of heaven.

I was not religious, but my grandmother was a devout Christian, and she went to church almost every week for the rest of her life, called a meeting in my hometown. Every time the old lady goes to a party, I look forward to it, because every time the old lady comes back from the church, she brings something delicious, especially on New Year's Day every year.

I have been to the church with my grandmother a few times, and I remember that every time a believer would come up to the stage to share his personal experience of the so-called divine apparitions. Every time he tells the story, he will frighten the old ladies sitting in the audience, and in addition to consolidating their own faith, it can also enable the congregation to better spread the welfare of religion.

First of all, I have great respect for all religious beliefs, but this does not mean that I will unconditionally believe everything he spreads, if I had to choose one religion, I would choose Chinese orthodox Taoism. Of course, back to the topic, there are some things about the appearance of gods that really can't be explained.

I was very naughty when I was a child, so bumps and bumps were inevitable, and once I was riding my grandfather's tricycle to play, and accidentally turned over into a ditch with someone and broke my arm. My family didn't notice it, and I didn't feel anything about it until I rode my tricycle to my grandfather's house.

At that time, the old lady had just returned from the church, and she looked at me from a distance and beckoned me to come over, and I did not know why I walked over. When I got closer, the old lady opened her mouth and asked me if I had fallen, and after receiving my affirmative answer, she began to examine my body, and finally found an abnormality in my arm.

Later, when I returned to my grandfather's house, my grandmother told me that she had a time to tell her that something was wrong at home while she was praying in church. She hurried home to check and found that I had a broken arm. When I went to the hospital for treatment, the old lady was alone in the room, praying to the portrait of Jesus, and in a trance, she saw that Jesus really came out of the portrait, and reassured her that the matter had been resolved, so don't worry.

When I was alive, my wife would often talk to me about it, because I was the eldest grandson in the family, and I was most favored by my grandmother, and everyone I saw would say my name. That's probably why she paid so much attention to what she was about me, whether Jesus was actually apparitional or not, but for her, it was the greatest reward for her years of faith.

Probably due to the influence of the old lady, the aunt is also a devout Christian, she has never married all her life, and she is now close to 60 years old. And the work she did made her faith in Jesus God even stronger, and even when my grandfather died, she had to ask a pastor to come to his house to see how he was doing, and finally had a mass.

The ghost said that its child could not live in the workhouse because there were no relatives who had stayed there, and that only three masses could rest its soul.

My aunt runs a nursing home, but her nursing home is different from other nursing homes, because of its small scale, all the people who come to my aunt are critically ill old people, that is, the kind of old people who may die at any time. This means that the death scene in the aunt's nursing home can be staged at any time, and perhaps this kind of work can only be done by devout Christians.

I remember my aunt told me about some supernatural events in the nursing home, which became a part of her life.

Once, a friend in my aunt's church introduced her to a business, a grandmother in her nineties who had been bedridden for many years. Because the old house was demolished and the six children of the family wanted to divide the property and did not want to take care of the elderly, they sent the old man to the aunt's nursing home after a discussion.

The aunt said that the elderly already need oxygen when they are delivered, and many of the beds in the nursing home are similar to the hospital beds, so it is also very convenient to use. The most chilling thing is that the elderly are still sent to the nursing home, and none of the old people's children have arrived.

The aunt has seen a lot of this kind of thing, and she didn't care about it, so she arranged for the old man to live as usual and registered it. The old man had been in a semi-comatose state, and except for the respirator on his mouth and nose that was working, the rest of his body looked more like a white dried corpse.

It is said to be a nursing home, but in fact, it is a normal commercial house, a unit with a basement on the first floor. There are about more than 200 square meters, the first floor is a place where people live, and the negative floor is a place where the elderly live, and there will be a device similar to an alarm in front of each bed, which is convenient for the aunt to take care of the elderly at night.

Seven days later, in the middle of the night, my sleeping aunt was suddenly woken up by a siren, and just as she was about to get up, the image of Jesus hanging on the wall suddenly began to glow, the light was bright but not dazzling, more like a milky white color. The aunt seemed to be fascinated, and at this moment, a ray of white light shot out from the portrait and hit the aunt's forehead.

After a while, the aunt came to her senses, and was ready to go downstairs to check, and as she went out, she picked up the cross on the bedside table. The first floor to the negative first floor is a circular wooden staircase, and the aunt walked along the stairs to the negative floor, and just wanted to go directly to the ward where the police were called, and suddenly found that an old man was sitting in the living room.

The aunt was very puzzled, the old people who came here were all slow to move, or could not move at all, and it was impossible for them to walk to the living room and sit in the middle of the night. The old man sat on a chair in the living room, his face facing the direction of the patio, and after a moment of thought, the aunt was ready to go up to see who it was.

Taking a step forward, the old man seemed to notice, got up from his chair, and turned slowly. The aunt stopped, wanting to see which old man it was, and when the old man turned around completely, the aunt suddenly found that it was the old man who was inhaling oxygen seven days ago, and the aunt was surprised to feel that something was wrong.

When she was about to walk over and ask, the old man in front of her suddenly disappeared, that is, she was stunned, and without thinking much about it, the aunt hurriedly ran to the room where the old man was. In order to facilitate the care, the rooms where the old people are located are not opened, which is why the aunt saw a more bizarre scene.

She saw that the old man was sitting on the bed and slowly lying down, and there was an identical old man lying on the bed, and the aunt finally understood. She paused for a moment, used her cell phone to contact the pastor of the church, and when she went up to check, she found that the old man had been dead for a long time.

Things like this are not uncommon in my aunt's decades of work and life, and every time she can get along without incident, she believes that it is the blessing of the Lord.

I'm not a theist or an atheist, but people of faith are definitely more transparent, and that's something I firmly believe.