“Signs of a Life” – Part III

2019_04_08_2019_03_29_Narrative Project_1932__DSC0225During my recovery in the hospital, I also learned that God is not the only one watching over me from above. When I was in and out of sleep after my heart attack, I went into a dream state where I saw three individuals sitting on a bench much like this one. Except, the bench was just above my bed sitting in the clouds and I could see many silhouettes of people, whom I believed to be angels in the distance. I could see the sides of the first two gentleman closest to me as they were sitting there just waiting. I recognized right away the first man was my father. He looked exactly like he did back in the 70’s with his long sideburns, yet he could not look down at me. The second man, a bit taller than my dad, was my stepfather. He was looking over my dad and down on me with such a loving, yet concerned, look. The third man, I could not see, but somehow I just knew in my heart it was my grandfather. That surprised me more than anything, because for so long I thought my grandmother was one of my guardian angels. Oh, I’m sure she’s still looking down and watching, but this would be the second time now that my grandfather has come to me in a dream just like this and the only time I have dreamed about him since his death.

There is something to be said about the power of three and this holds true for me as well. Three has always been my lucky number and a number I gravitate to. I love to give three kisses good night or goodbye – one is never enough!  One night when I was so stressed out, I felt the presence of someone sitting on my bed behind me three times. It was as if one person sat down and got up, and then another, and then yet another. I swore someone was there; but every time I looked, there was no one. I was awake and it kinda freaked me out a little. Eventually, I just brushed it aside and thought it must be my grandmother checking in on me. After this dream in the hospital though, I now know it was my three guardian angels blessing me and letting me know everything was going to be alright.

Do you know who your guardian angels are? How do they show up to you? Some leave dimes, some show up as butterflies, feathers, hearts. Our loved ones find many ways to show us they are still among us and with us. Never fear for they are still very near! This dream I had in the hospital, it was very real and I no longer have fear of dying. I know my loved ones will be with me one day and we will all meet on the other side – the never ending journey with God!

Published by Wind Beneath Our Wings

We are a mother and daughter team following God's lead to inspire others. The inspiration for all of our work began in 1980. My mother suffered from a nervous breakdown after suffering for five years before she experienced a miraculous healing where God breathed life back into her and did what the doctors couldn't. Since 1980, it has been our goal to tell her story and share her testimony; however, things always seemed to get in the way. Fast forward 35 years forward and God began giving us signs that now was the time. Both of us had received signs from God over the years, and in 2014 it was apparent that it was time to finally move forward with our writing journey. I started documenting my signs from God, and then one day after praying to God I heard this relentless voice urging me to put a post on Facebook asking others for their signs from God and their loved ones. This was way out of my comfort zone, but I listened to that voice, and could not believe the outcome. The stories started flowing in so fast I couldn't keep up with them. It was apparent this was a God-driven task, and the outcome was amazing. I had never written a book before, but God led me every step of the way until it was published. Signs come in many different forms, and this book captures many of them from pennies, to feathers, to dreams, dream visits, and even spiritual encounters. It will leave you wanting to hear more, and we have so much more to tell! This book includes my mother's testimony of her miraculous healing, and it is now our goal to depict those five agonizing years of her life into a biography. You will be able to relive with us that horrific ordeal through the eyes of the mother who was trapped in her own body, and the daughter watching her once loving mother, now in a catatonic state-of-mind during a very vulnerable age when she needed her mother the most. This has been the driving force behind our writing journey and all of the inspirational messages we wish to share with others that may be struggling or needing to recognize their own signs from God.

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