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."
By William Moses Tidwell, "Effective Illustrations."