Riding on a white horse
One of the things I continually asked God since my mom died was to give me a glimpse of her in heaven. I desperately needed to see her happy – she was so miserable, depressed and full of aches and pains the last two years and I haven’t seen her happy for a long-long time. I knew that if I could see how happy she is I would have peace. During these last few weeks God has spoken to me in a dream about this but I wanted more. Needed more . Just before I fell asleep last night, I asked God to make me dream about Him . I missed Him terribly and besides that, I love to dream about God of us just spending time together. It was still in the wake of the morning when God woke me up; I was so aware of His presence and of what He had shown me. I knew I was sleeping but I also know it was not a dream….God took me to a place where my mother was….and I saw her ! I clearly saw her face, a much younger version of her, and she was riding on a white horse beside Jesus.