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I’m curious to your thoughts on the following dream my wife had last night, less than two weeks after my mother’s death.
First let me tell you about her death. My mother had been gravely ill for three months with a bad case of pnuemonia caused by a bacterial and a fungal infection in her lungs. After several near death moments she was sent to a skilled nursing facility to get physical therepy and much needed rest so she could eventually go home. The infection seemed to be under control as she gained her strength back and was doing quite well. The doctor’s commented that the infection wasn’t necessarily improving, but it was not getting any worse. It seemed she was turning the corner and her body was gaining the strength it needed to fight this infection.
Three weeks ago today, she had a sudden stroke and was sent back to the ICU for observation. The doctors could not find any reason for the stroke, and finally detemined that the infection had spread to her heart and her brain and ultimately caused the stroke. We were told that her heart would not be able to take the stress of the infection being there and we should prepare for the worst. A few days later her kidneys started to fail. The doctors medicated her with morphine for the pain and made her as comfortable as they could. On Saturday of that week we were told she had less than 24 hours. She hung on until the following Tuesday, and died around 1 pm.
My sister and I had been at her bedside since Saturday morning and were there when she passed. It was really painful to watch, yet it was really an awesome experience. Just seconds before she took her last breath, she opened her eyes which had been closed for four days, and uttered the words, “I love you” several times. It was truly a glorious experience as I couldn’t help but feel I had just witnessed God taking her hand and taking her home. Before He took her, He gave her just enough strength to say those words. I feel very priveliged to have been there.
Last night, my wife had a dream. We were all at the funeral home viewing my mother’s body. My mother opened her eyes and crawled out of the casket. She walked over and stood next to a little boy with Down Syndrome. (Our middle daughter has DS) She said to the little boy, “Don’t you know where I am?” The little boy answered, “Yes, you are in Heaven.”
That was the end of the dream. My wife says it was very vivid, and she had no problem remembering the details. Why do we have these dreams? Why are they so vivid? Are these messages from God to let us know our loved ones have gone to a better place? Any thoughts would be appreciated!
First let me tell you about her death. My mother had been gravely ill for three months with a bad case of pnuemonia caused by a bacterial and a fungal infection in her lungs. After several near death moments she was sent to a skilled nursing facility to get physical therepy and much needed rest so she could eventually go home. The infection seemed to be under control as she gained her strength back and was doing quite well. The doctor’s commented that the infection wasn’t necessarily improving, but it was not getting any worse. It seemed she was turning the corner and her body was gaining the strength it needed to fight this infection.
Three weeks ago today, she had a sudden stroke and was sent back to the ICU for observation. The doctors could not find any reason for the stroke, and finally detemined that the infection had spread to her heart and her brain and ultimately caused the stroke. We were told that her heart would not be able to take the stress of the infection being there and we should prepare for the worst. A few days later her kidneys started to fail. The doctors medicated her with morphine for the pain and made her as comfortable as they could. On Saturday of that week we were told she had less than 24 hours. She hung on until the following Tuesday, and died around 1 pm.
My sister and I had been at her bedside since Saturday morning and were there when she passed. It was really painful to watch, yet it was really an awesome experience. Just seconds before she took her last breath, she opened her eyes which had been closed for four days, and uttered the words, “I love you” several times. It was truly a glorious experience as I couldn’t help but feel I had just witnessed God taking her hand and taking her home. Before He took her, He gave her just enough strength to say those words. I feel very priveliged to have been there.
Last night, my wife had a dream. We were all at the funeral home viewing my mother’s body. My mother opened her eyes and crawled out of the casket. She walked over and stood next to a little boy with Down Syndrome. (Our middle daughter has DS) She said to the little boy, “Don’t you know where I am?” The little boy answered, “Yes, you are in Heaven.”
That was the end of the dream. My wife says it was very vivid, and she had no problem remembering the details. Why do we have these dreams? Why are they so vivid? Are these messages from God to let us know our loved ones have gone to a better place? Any thoughts would be appreciated!