I do guided imagery at night sometimes when I can’t sleep. It is also an effective prayer tool. Jesus saw that I was sad, grieving my sister – He asked if I would join Him on a walk. And we did, through beautiful gardens, with fragrant blooms and delightful colors. He told me that the veil between the living and the dead is thin, occasionally spirit can catch a glimpse of the other side, and when I feel my sister nearby, she is feeling me too. I don’t know if it’s hogwash, but it sure felt sensitive and caring.
Jesus enveloped me in love. It was a hard day of sadness, tears, and even a mini miracle. I have been in the process of scanning pics, saving to the cloud and then tossing the actual photos. A neighbor came to the fence yesterday and handed me a photo, said she found on the ground by our mailbox and wondered if it was mine! YES! It was a photo of my sister and brother when they were children! How funny that THAT would be the photo that landed outside the garbage can!
Jesus loves me, this I know. And He knows me.
THE PIECES 