A message

Last night before falling asleep, I begged God for Amanda to visit me in my dreams. Well, that didn't exactly work out in the way I had hoped it would, but I got the message all the same. 

A few years ago my best friend, Peggy passed away. In my dream, I had been visiting with her at her home and just laughing and carrying on like we used to. It was one of those dreams that seemed like it was lasting a long time, but I woke up a few times in it and upon going back to sleep, went right back into the dream. Anyway, I guess it was supposed to be the next day, I had gone to the transcription dept. at Physicians East and they said, "did you hear? Peggy died." I was like "no she didn't; I was just visiting with her yesterday." So I ran back over to her house and there she was laying on her couch and I knocked and she waved me in. I remember feeling frantic and said, "they told me you died!" to which she responded, "I'm not dead; I'm right here!" But the truth was, she HAD really passed.

The message I got from that was pertaining to Amanda...and she was saying, "I'm not dead; I'm right here!" She is still as present with us as she was in the physical sense and she IS alive in Christ.

In thinking about the dream this morning, I couldn't help but recognize the parallels to what happened with Amanda. I had spent the day before she passed with her and then I get told she is gone and I'm in disbelief because I had JUST seen her, just spent time with her. Then I rush to see her for myself, and the truth is that she's not dead in the way nonbelievers might think, but IS alive, just not here with me in the physical like before, but still present.

While I was disappointed a little to not have had Amanda come to me in my dreams the way I had hoped, I feel like she still got her message across loud and clear, and I am thankful to have heard.