Last night before I went to sleep during my nightly prayer, I asked God about my husband where he was, what he was doing etc. Then what I believe was God sent, a beautiful dream with my husband and our precious daughter that we lost during her birth many years ago.

Our beautiful daughter heard that her Dad was arriving in heaven filled with anticipation she excitedly got herself ready to greet him. She looked so beautiful. She put on a gorgeous white dress with a gold belt around the waist. She did her medium to dark brown shiny silk hair so that it flowed down her shoulders.

She was so happy to finally see her Dad who she really never got to meet. She took him into her mansion that had so much what we would call natural light that it made the walls glow. Light much brighter than we have here. He sat down on the really nice white sofa she had and served him some snacks. She knew he enjoyed his snacks here. What she served him was what I would call “manna”  It was tiny little white pieces that looked like it was something between a fluffy white bread and popcorn.  She informed him that our son Josh who was already in heaven, was on his way and was dropping by.

She asked him to update her on me her Mom, her brothers, Dean and Justin, and her sister Tiffany and her family.  She said to him, “Tell me about Mom. Tell me about Dean. Tell me about Justin, Tell me about Tiffany and her family.”

Then that was all I saw. I don’t know if the dream was some kind of confirmation from God my husband is really in heaven and that all is well or that it’s just a dream. I know God can speak through dreams so I don’t know.  Was it a little glimpse of what’s going on up there?

That dream was rather comforting nonetheless.