My mission today: A goal or "mission" daily to accomplish a purpose to better cope with life experience. Whether it is about relationships, or emotional stability, it is needed to bless the lives I touch as an individual, parent, grandmother, friend. Recently I had a request from one of my children who asked about his ancestors and suggested I write about it here. The result could be the Second Book of Anna.
Monday, April 23, 2012
One of the earliest recollections I have of Michael was even before he was born. It was first when his sisters, Tara and Tracie had asked where he (Michael) was after having visited with him in their dreams.
I was at a loss for words when they told me about him. A short time later I was putting Tana to sleep by rocking her in my bedroom. I sometimes became drowsy as I held her before putting her in her bed. One particular instance I took her to her room and thought I'd sneak back to my room and rest for a short nap.
I put Tana in her bed and walked away to my room feeling Tana was following after me. I closed the door just in case since Grandma Betty McIntire and Grandpa were visiting so I felt it would okay to rest. When I asked Grandma later if Tana had gotten up she told me, "No, she hadn't and took her nap."
I then sensed that there was someone that I felt there but could not see them and it may have been a little child, perhaps Michael. It occurred to me that I had unintentionally shut the door on a little Spirit that wanted to get my attention. I knelt to pray to ask forgiveness if it was that little Michael the girls had dreamed about. I also let my Heavenly Father know that I was willing to invite that little one if there was one ready to come. MY prayer was answered a short time later.
When I carried Michael I would sometimes ask for a priesthood blessing when I couldn't go to sleep when he was so quiet that I worried if he was alright. His dad would get up during the night, and dress and put on a shirt and tie to give me a blessing. Then, before he finished the blessing I could feel the baby's movement and I would be assured he was just fine.
I knew there was a very special bond we, as a family had knowing about Michael before he was born. We all rejoiced having another son born after four daughters. I love these fond memories of him and feel comforted about his health progressing and his recovery.
We pray for Michael and Joanna to be blessed with faith and courage as they triumph at this time. I acknowledge the unseen helpers who assist also in watching over him during this time and know he is loved.
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