I had a dream about my father once (after he had passed) and it was an up-to-date kind of dream. It was lunch time and he and his co-workers came in to eat where I was eating. We talked about things going on at that time. I remember the next day it was like losing him all over again. The dream was so real...the smells...everything.
My friend told me it was God's way of letting me visit with him. So real!!!
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To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven. ECCLESIASTES 3:1
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