Dreaming of those Deceased ~

Last night my husband asked me what I was doing today. I rattled off some possibilities. Then I asked, “Why?” He said, “Tomorrow is my Dad’s birthday, and I told my Mom we’d go to the cemetery. Right then, I knew the priority for today was going with my husband and mother-in-law.

When my husband and I married, his dad was deceased for over a decade. I remember feeling sad knowing his dad wouldn’t be at our wedding. I was also thankful I had my own memories of my father-in-law. These memories are clouded because each comes from childhood. When I met up with my husband again, I hadn’t seen him since he was in the fifth grade. But two different nights before we married, I dreamt about my father-in-law. The most vivid one consisted of us all sitting down for dinner. I woke up feeling very good.

The other couple I was sad about before I married was my grandparents. My paternal grandfather died before I was born and paternal grandmother when I was very young. My maternal grandparents were around for a very long time, but both died before I married Tim. I was in my late thirties at this time. One night I dreamt I was at a wedding reception. My grandpa was there wearing a very fine suit. I asked, “Where is Granny?” He reached behind him, and she stepped forward holding his hand. Once again I woke up feeling very good.

I truly believe God was sending me a message. The message of course was one of family. He was letting me know, you may not see them, but they will be there. Just like He is here, and wherever He is, there is the Son and the Holy Spirit. We sometimes forget we are ONE Body of Christ. We are still united to those who have gone before us in His Body; only a thin veil of physical death separates us from that cloud of witnesses. The cloud of witnesses we read of in Hebrews ~ surrounding us always.