Tag: healed

For about a week now, I have been attempting to have a visit with Brad (not real name) who was a piano student of mine when he was a young boy. I recently learned that Brad passed away from suicide over a decade ago. I loved that child and was overcome with feelings of remorse. Could I have done something, something more, when the child sat on my piano bench? Could I have made a difference that would have saved his life later, when he was a young man with a little boy of his own?

Knowing his family has suffered horrendously from this loss, I asked God and I asked Brad, if they were willing, for a visit. Could I help Brad? Did he have any message he would like passed on to his loved ones? I apologized to Brad, for asking this of him, if he had no desire for contact with me. Then I prayed, “God you know I only desire contact with those of your light and those who also desire contact with me. If Brad does not desire this, then okay. But please send someone else who does. You know my list of people I love to visit with.” My Dad always tops this list.

Daddy is usually a man of few words. He seldom speaks. But last night he came for a visit and talked with me! “Now, that you’re divorced, you will have to support yourself. With all that education, what kind of job do you think you will do?”

At this I thought, What? I don’t have a lot of big, fancy degrees. I guess I have taken a lot of classes, though. But, I didn’t say this to Dad. I just said, “I’ve been thinking about that. Perhaps I could be like an advisor in a high school.”

Next thing I remember from the dream, I was working in a high school and Brad had just transferred to that high school. I was surprised to see how he had grown and changed. He had grown his hair to below the shoulder. It was straight and had darkened to a dirty blonde color. Skipping his classes, he sat outside the school, in a snowbank. I went out to him, hugged him several times and told him, “I love you, dear boy.” While inviting him back inside where we could talk in a private office, I fully expected his resistance. However, with an expressionless face, he agreed.

This dream visit ended before we ever discussed his problem. But I am so grateful for this first visit! Perhaps next time we will get into his problems.

After waking from this visit, I had a realization: God only allows spirits of his Holy White Light to visit with me. Brad is in his Holy White Light! Brad has been healed! And I praise a merciful God for this.

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