Sweet Sounds From Heaven

We all dream, but don’t generally remember them, however immediately upon waking up, I remembered my dream. I thought what a weird dream that was. Actually, I remember saying out loud on the way to the bathroom,” that was a very weird dream.” It was very stirring to me. I had dreamed that my brother-in-law had had a heart attack, and worse, my sister didn’t even call me to let me know. We have a good relationship so there was no reason for her not to call me. In my dream, when I finally did hear from Karen, I was disturbed that she had not called me earlier, if for no other reason but to pray for Ralph. I said “Karen, why didn’t you call me, you know I pray. Thousands of people would love to have my personal phone number and a hot line to heaven; you’re my sister, you even have my cell.”  And she said, “I know Sandy, but I didn’t want to worry you and I know you go to church on Sunday.”  Well, it was Sunday, but I would not have worried, I would have prayed, I assured her. Even though the dream was very stirring, I tried to put it behind me and get to more important business. It was, after all, only a dream.

I am fortunate to be able to spend my mornings in prayer, and have ever since retirement several years ago. So as was my custom I settled in my prayer chair to petition heaven and fellowship with my Heavenly Father, who loves me. This is my greatest joy and deprivation occurs if time is not spent with my Master. I pray about lots of things and for lots of people. I pray the Word of God over situations and expect things to change, because it is the Word of God that is sharp and powerful and does the work. I simply vocalize the word, so God just uses my mouth and my faith, and He gets the job done any way He wants to. During my prayer time I was praying for healing over several people. I included Ralph in the healing prayers. I never had before. I pray other scriptures over Ralph routinely, but not necessarily healing scriptures. As far as I knew, he was well and doing fine. However, I was stirred in the prayer time for healing to include Ralph, I’m sure because of the dream. I finished up the morning prayer time and went about my day.

The following weekend, late Sunday evening I received a phone call from my sister. The call came from the hospital where she worked during the weekdays as a nurse. I answered the phone and said, “karen, what are you doing working on Sunday?” She said, “I’m not working, I’m up here with Ralph. The doctors think he had a heart attack.” I said, “What! Why didn’t you call me, you know I pray. Thousands of people would love to have my personal phone number and a hot line to heaven; you’re my sister, you even have my cell.”  I’m sure I made her feel bad; not intentionally, I just didn’t understand the logic. Nevertheless, she felt my pain.

She kind of changed the subject and said she had to unplug Ralph from all the things he was plugged up to so he could get a shower and she would be home shortly. I told her I’d call her later. After we hung up, I felt like I was in a time warp. Somehow I had been here before, then I remembered the dream a week ago. I wanted to make sure I hadn’t made all this up so I gave Karen time to get home and I called her. She had just walked in the door. I said, “Karen, remember the phone conversation we had earlier when you were at the hospital?” She said, “yeah, I remember,” like how could I forget. I said, “have we ever had that conversation before?”  She said , thinking it through, “no, why?”  Then I told her about the dream. She said, “wow! actually, last week end Ralph was walking in the woods near our home and fell. The doctors think he may have had the heart attack then.” I said, “wow!, that’s how much God loves Ralph.”

I am so impressed with God. He can get stuff to us any ol’ way He wants to. Dreams work for me. That was about 18 months ago and today Ralph is alive and doing really well. Somehow, I’m not so sure this story would have a good ending, had God not stirred me with such a weird dream.

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