A Mother’s Love

This past Sunday we celebrated Mother’s Day.  I like to think of this day as celebrating all those women who have nurtured me along life’s journey.  The list includes Aunts, neighbors, church ladies, co-workers early in my career, pastors (yes, I was lucky to have female pastors growing up), and of course, my mother and grandmother.

These women taught me how to me a strong, compassionate, faithful woman.  I am deeply grateful for each of their influence on me.  My mother was the best.  I know you are thinking the same thing about your own.  She was raised on a farm in Tennessee and brought southern values into our home.  Her work ethic was beyond reproach, her faith in God steadfast and her love for her children ran deep.  She also had the gift of precognition, so I grew up knowing it was not to be feared.

She died when I was 26 and my grandmother died a few months later.  I became the matriarch of the family at a very young age.  The other women in my life became my mentors and mother-figures.  The person who entered my life thirty years ago was my mother-in-law, Laverne.  She showed me how to be a loving wife, mother, step-mother and grandmother.  From the moment I married her son, she accepted my children as her grandchildren.  There was no “step” in front of that title.  Her love is unconditional and I love her deeply and am grateful each day that when I married her son, I also her as part of the package.

Even though my mother has crossed over, she is never far away.  I feel her presence at the times I need a mother’s love the most.  I pray to God for her to be near and I feel her close.  The bonds of love can be very strong and survive even death.  I have been blessed with many “moms” that I give tribute to this day.  But none are as strong as the love between my birth mom and me even in death.  Be sure to let your mother know how much she means to you this week and every week.

Dreams & Interpretation

The experts say we all dream.  But, we don’t all remember our dreams.  Some of us dream in black and white and others dream in magnificent color.  We are most likely to remember the dreams we have just before we wake, whether this be in the middle of the night or at the break of day.  It is the same with me.  I remember the dreams just before I stir awake.

I first began to have dreams in my early twenties that seemed to have messages embedded in them from a source I call divine or God.  The messages interrupted my dream.  They were powerful, direct, and clear.  They would be about a person I knew well, usually a family member.  I wouldn’t always be told anything specific of events to unfold, but I always knew who the message was about.  The first time this happened was when I was pregnant with my first child.  I had a dream that I was having a daughter because my mother needed to have a granddaughter before she died.  She already had a grandson and so I knew I was going to have a daughter.  My daughter was six weeks old when my mother was diagnosed with breast cancer.  She died after a courageous battle 15 month later.  God prepared me for what was to come.

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After my mother died, the dreams came fast and furious with my mother delivering the messages.  It took me awhile to figure it out.  I would have a dream about a person and then about six weeks later something of importance would happen to that person and I would remember the dream.  After this happen several times, I began to link the dreams to the events.  This was not easy to accept.  I was not at all sure that having knowledge of events before they happened was a good thing.  In fact, I have spent a good part of my life fighting against it.

All of my immediate family members have now crossed to the spiritual world and they are the ones who deliver the divine messages that interrupt my dreams.  When they show up in my dreams, I pay close attention.  I like to think of their time with me in the dream state as little visits with a message.  It is always good to hear from them.

As far as interpretation of the messages, God has been very direct with meIf I dream about a person, it means I am to get in touch with them – something significant is on their horizonOften it is not good news, it is not my place to tell them that.  It is my task to check in and gently see what is going on in their life and if I can somehow help them.  Sometimes it is good news and then I share the information.  Or, it may simply be that I need to reach out to a friend I haven’t made a connection with in a while.

How often to do you dream?  Do you have dreams that later come true?  I challenge you to keep a dream journal and pay attention, you may be receiving messages too.