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There it was in green and white-a message scrawled on the blackboard in the penmanship of an old, unsteady hand: ” If G-d is with us, who can be against us.” Above it, written in the same white chalk, was a Hebrew phrase in perfect right-out-of-the-prayer-book print.
The six of us looked in amazement at these words, not believing what we saw. This was impossible. No one had been in the house since the board had been erased earlier that day. The third floor of Annette and Steve’s one-hundred-year-old Victorian home had been converted into a playroom for their two young boys.
Having just moved into the house a month before, the kids used the room to their greatest creative advantage. Its novelty had not worn off yet. The room was a conversation piece, and when guests arrived, it was the most popular feature on the house tour.
Annette and I had been chatting with our husbands when my brother came downstairs. “I love the blackboard on the wall?”
“What? ” screamed Annette, as we all flew up the stairs to confirm the sight.
The appearance of this chalk message was unexplainable, but a strange coincidence put this handwriting in a more supernatural light. Annette and Steve were trying to refurbish the home in the style of the 1940s.
The man who lived at the house then was in his eighties and lived nearby. Annette invited him to dinner the following week, to pick his brain about how the house had looked and where to put several artifacts they had found lying around the property.
Annette and Steve were very excited about learning about the house in its glory days. Apparently, this gentleman had been very attached to the residence and his life there.
Two days after the discovery of the unexplained hand, writing, Annette received some sad news. The former owner would not be coming to dinner after all. He had passed away two days before.
Did the former owner send a benevolent message about his life and feelings for this place? We’ll never really know, but the timing gives us reason to suspect it.