My dad in my dreams

When earlier this year my dad, who had died in 2019, appeared to me in a dream, I knew, after waking, I had experienced something real. I’m not one to have mystical or supernatural visions, if at all. But it happened.
I was going through a rough week, questioning a lot of things. It was two o’clock in the morning, and I had been tossing and turning for hours in bed. Just as I finally was drifting off, there he suddenly appeared before me, unquestionably my dad. I jolted in surprise. His smiling and jovial face had never seemed so vivid and warmly familiar.
And he told me something I so needed to hear, words which not only encouraged me, but also affirmed my faith in an inter-connected universe where the eternal and material dimensions weave together in undetermined ways, where God’s love in Jesus binds all in heaven and on earth: “Be at peace. Don’t be afraid. Just keep going. One step at a time. I am with you. God is with you.”

God, you are in the whisper of the wind, in our dreams, in the silence, and in the noise. Help us show up in the world with confidence, knowing you stand beside us. Amen.

Contributed by David Malina

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