So my husband, my sister and I were saying our nightly Rosary. We sat in our usual positions: I sat in my recliner with the ice machine on my shoulder (healing from rotator cuff surgery) with my husband on the love seat to my left and my sister on the couch to my right.
We sit in a triangle, to say our prayers every night.
In the middle of the Rosary, my husband stopped us by speaking up, “My father. I just saw my father. I opened up my eyes and looked at Sue (that’s me.) He stood beside her chair and was looking down at her. No particular expression on his face, no smile or anything. He was just watching her. He just disappeared as I looked at him.”
I have observed that as many people age, (my husband is 81) they begin to see into the next dimension much more often.
The medical profession often says they are hallucinating, seeing things that are not really there. I beg to differ. I believe they actually see into the next dimension, into which most of us do not ordinarily see.
I was happy to know that his deceased father’s spirit looked over us as we prayed. And it made me wonder if our prayers don’t help open that window between us and beyond the veil.