Last night I had a dream about loved ones who have made their way to heaven. I recall my mother in the dream, also my uncle, and finally I recall my dad. When I saw him, I recall the term “brain-dead” being used. But the odd thing was that although my dad had no significant brain activity in the dream, the beauty was that I could see his eyes. They were wide open and were able to watch what was going on, though they did not move in any direction. At times it felt almost playful in the sense that he would close his eyes not to be seen looking. But then when I would look again his eyes were wide open and I had the awareness that he knew everything that was going on.
Knowing that my dad is my guardian angel is a comforting thought for me.
The added peaceful reassurance is knowing that I also have the watchful eyes of our Heavenly Father. It is with the knowledge that through our God; the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit that I am able to walk in absolute certainty that I am loved, and cared for, and worthy. And that I have the guidance I need, not because I am perfect, but because I am his child and will be cared for and given God’s grace through Jesus Christ. It is a wonderful security knowing that, though I fall short often, my Father’s watching eyes are always nearby and guiding me. And the instruction book that I need to guide me in his love is at my disposal all the times with the Bible. This is just like any loving Father to give to his children the key to happiness and security in this world around us – to protect us and give a soothing hand that is needed during times of trouble.
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