Sure, why when was the last time I talked to an American?
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Happy moments, PRAISE GOD.
Difficult moments, SEEK GOD.
Quiet moments, WORSHIP GOD.
Painful moments, TRUST GOD.
Every moment, THANK GOD.
When my grandma was still living and before I was married, I used to tease her and tell her that if I ever got in a fix, I was going to come and live at her house. She would tease back and tell me that any of the other grandkids could live there, but because we were too much alike, I could not ever move in with her.
Then when we bought our house, Grandma came to see it. She commented several times that if she ever got so she couldn't stay in her house, this is the first house she's ever seen that she was sure she could feel comfortable living in. I teased her back and told her there was no way. If I couldn't live with her, then she couldn't live with me.
Grandma lived alone until she died. She would watch TV long into the night and then sleep late in the morning. It was a lifestyle that fit her perfectly.
A year after we moved in to our house, GRandma died. The day after her funeral, we went to bed and to sleep at our normal time. At 2:00 a.m. our tv suddenly came on all by itself. LOUDLY! I got up, and went out to turn it off (it was in the living room). The same thing happened the next night, and the next and the next. Finally after about 5 nights, when I got up at around 3:30 a.m., I stood in the middle of the living room and said, "Grandma, I loved you. And if you want to live here with us now, you are certainly welcome. But you cannot watch TV in the middle of the night anymore because we both have to work in the morning." I turned the tv off then. And it never came back on in the middle of the night ever again!
So I didn't "see" Grandma. And I don't even know for sure that I was really talking to her. But if not, I also don't know any other explanation. What do you think?
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Be kinder than necessary because everyone you meet is fighting some kind of a battle ! ! ! !
I haven't "seen" the dead, but twice, since my wifes passing I have heard her voice as clearly as I can hear my own. Once, I heard here distinct voiice say to me "You silly boy". (She used to say that to me when ever I did something really dumb...which was fairly often). Then, I heard here say to me "I love you, baby". (That time was so real that I actually got up and began looking for her). I knew she was gone, but...had to look for her anyway. I "feel" our bed move just about every night- just like shes still there.
Course, I know there are pyscological reasons why this happens, but, I just prefer to think that God, in His goodness and comfort allows her to let me know she is still with me in spirit.
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"Rest in the Lord, and wait patiently for Him...." -Psa. 37:7
Waiting for the Lord is easy... Waiting patiently? Not so much.
Have you ever experienced seeing some loved one that passed on come back and visit you?
Do you know someone that this has experienced this?
What do you think this means?
My dad used to sit on the end of the couch and watch TV. My mother sat in her chair across from the couch. About six months after he died, she was sitting in her chair reading and looked up and my father was sitting in his normal place. She spoke to him, he smiled and disappeared. In 1953 my grandmother lived down the block from my mother. One day my mother was in the kitchen and turned to see my grandmother standing in the doorway. My mother spoke to her, my grandmother waved and disappeared. In just minutes someone came to my mother's door and said my grandmother had just passed away. I don't know what she saw or how to explain it.
Very intersting accounts. I have enjoyed reading them. I think there is a lot we don't understand about these areas.
For one thing scientists say that we only use a small portion of our brains and I don't think God made that part we don't think we use for no reason.
__________________ "I think some people love spiritual bondage just the way some people love physical bondage. It makes them feel secure. In the end though it is not healthy for the one who is lost over it or the one who is lives under the oppression even if by their own choice"
Titus2woman on AFF
"We did not wear uniforms. The lady workers dressed in the current fashions of the day, ...silks...satins...jewels or whatever they happened to possess. They were very smartly turned out, so that they made an impressive appearance on the streets where a large part of our work was conducted in the early years.
"It was not until long after, when former Holiness preachers had become part of us, that strict plainness of dress began to be taught.
"Although Entire Sanctification was preached at the beginning of the Movement, it was from a Wesleyan viewpoint, and had in it very little of the later Holiness Movement characteristics. Nothing was ever said about apparel, for everyone was so taken up with the Lord that mode of dress seemingly never occurred to any of us."
Quote from Ethel Goss (widow of 1st UPC Gen Supt. Howard Goss) book "The Winds of God"
I see a bunch of dead people every Sunday during the sermon. They all come to life and stampede to the nearest buffet as soon as it's over.
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"Most human beings are not able to stand the message of the shaking of foundations. They reject and attack the prophetic minds, not because they really disagree with them, but because they sense the truth of their words and cannot receive it." Paul Tillich
When I was a little girl I was visiting my paternal grandmother and went out on the front porch to sit on the swing. While swinging I looked next door (maternal great grandparents) and saw my great grandfather swinging in his swing with his arm slung across the back just like always. He had been dead for at LEAST 5 years.
I don't know why I "saw" him didn't feel anything weird (I was only 8 or so years old) just remember thinking "But, Pepaw has been dead for a long time!" Then when I blinked....he was gone.
BUT, MY Pepaw Daniels loved me very much and I ate breakfast with him LOTS when I was a little girl and lived next door to them. Maybe my little child's mind just missed swinging with him.
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