Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Dream, Written in the middle of the night.

Wings




They were dark brown with white streaks and amazingly strong and beautiful. They spread out wider and seemed as if they could span an ocean. I thought I was looking at the wings when suddenly it was a strong neck that came into vision and then beautiful black curls. His curls. But they lined the back of the neck and I thought I was supposed to be seeing  something more closely on the neck.  Each time I tried to focus on the back of his neck to see what the words were, the dream faded. The scene then  cut to horses flying wildly in the night. A sky dark with grey and as I watched a black line entered my sight and fought with a white line. I felt the fight and begged the dark not to win. I was then back to the horse, white wings flying so strongly through the clouds. My thoughts were that this was an angel horse, my son's angel horse . I begged God to show me what I needed to see, to get me closer. The dream to me back to his  neck only this time it was simply the hair. Curly thick black hair, hair I would know anywhere, hair I would run my fingers through when Joshua was a baby. I cried, wailed and thanked God. Joshua has his curly hair back. I reveled in the feeling of how angelic he must look with his locks. I thanked God and rested realizing I was not supposed to see more…It was his hair I was supposed to “see” or more so feel.  He must be well. He must be happy now.


Then he began to fade, my body moved slowly away until he became a blur. I shouted to the heavens" please no, how will I come back?". "I cant leave".  A heart filled my vision and was the simple answer.

<3

Written in the middle of the night, unedited because this is exactly the gift I was given.