Another dream
I had another dream with Daniel
alive in again last night. The context
was weird: a golf tournament with a
variety of acquaintances playing. Daniel
was in the foursome ahead of me, but we ended up hanging out together at some
point, seated next to each other with other participants around a table.
I was totally focused on him,
observing carefully how he looked, his face, hair, etc. He looked just like he did when he went off
to college – same hairstyle, glasses, Peruvian winter hat, and dark blue nylon
jacket that he always wore. But his
facial features, especially his nose, still looked like it did when he was a
toddler.
As we chatted about nothing in
particular, the last thing I remember is grabbing him around his shoulders,
embracing him, and burying my face in his neck and sobbing. In my dream I also seemed to be aware that
this encounter was a gift and was temporary since he had already died.
May 13, 2010
I can only imagine
Since the day I heard this song
recorded by Mercy Me as we planned Daniel memorial service, I Can Only Imagine has become sort of my
theme song in my grief. I just listened
to it in my car on the way back from lunch and, as usual, the words brought me
to tears as I wondered what it will be like for me when I die and what it is
like now for Daniel.
By faith, I simply believe that
Daniel is in Jesus’ presence right now though I have no clue what that really means
or what that is like for him.
I can only imagine . . .
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