My Dad
Last night I had a dream about him. I woke up crying but very grateful. In my dream dad and I were sitting at a table talking. He was telling me how good things were for hm and that heaven was wonderful. He said the pain in his hip was gone and he didn't worry about Mom or us kids anymore. As we talked I noticed that he got younger. It seemed like the years were melting off of him. By the time we finished talking he looked like my son Caleb, who is 21.
I believe that this dream was a wonderful glimpse into what is waiting in heaven. In heaven we will be full of life and reconnected with God and each other.
This will be our first Thanksgiving without my dad but his first in heaven. I know that we will enjoy more Thanksgivings in heaven than we have here on earth. With that thought, I am so thankful for my dream, for my dad and mostly for Jesus who made heaven possible.
Through out scripture God used dreams to communicate with His people. I believe that God is using my dream of last night to do the same. Jesus said "let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid". Because of this dream I am finding comfort and hope during this season of thanks.
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