Wednesday, June 22, 2005

I Think He Was Praying

You know that Father's Day Dream I had the other night, in which my Dad appeared to me? Remember when I asked him to speak up, 'cause I could barely hear him?

Maybe I could barely hear him because of the challenging connection between THIS world and the NEXT. Both realities, of course, not to mention, people, are not always on the same frequency. My Dad and I certainly were not on the same wave length when he was on Earth.

And yet, he seemed to be pre-occupied when he was whispering in my living room, sitting there watching me sleep on the sofa (before I awakened IN the dream, as well as in THIS reality)?

I think he was praying for me.

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