Someday

Yesterday I heard the craziest, scariest thing I ever heard. My friend, who shall remain nameless, told me about her dream of long ago. She said that she remembers being at her grandmother’s house in Six Nations. She said that when she woke up she had dreamt about her gram’s sister, lying in a casket all dressed up. She then went downstairs and told her grandma about her dream and her gram just said “don’t worry it was only a bad dream”. But my friend said that within two weeks of that dream she was at her great aunt’s funeral and her aunt was dressed exactly as she had seen her in the dream.


This event frightened my friend so much that she locked it way until just recently when she had another dream just like it. I knew that occasionally she would smell flowers and then find out that someone she knew and/or loved would die soon thereafter. I never knew that she had such vivid dreams that would foretell a death.

This same friend said recently that when she was leaving her acupuncturist a few weeks ago, she turned as she was leaving and told the acupuncturist that she should call her brother Richard. My friend doesn’t know the acupuncturist personally but this name just came to mind with the thought that something was wrong. And bizarre thing, the acupuncturist said she had a brother and he has been having problems lately.
I’ve always believed in God and believe that he has ministering spirits who are put here to help us daily in our lives. It just comes as a surprise to me that my friend is so open and receptive to these spirits. To me it is an intimidating ability to have. I think one that I would try to lock away and ignore, but then again it must have been given to her for a reason. I just don’t seem to have the capacity to understand that rationale at this juncture in my life. In I Corinthians 13:12 it states: For now we see thorough a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.

To me this means that this life that we are living is a mystery to us, we don’t always see things clearly or understand the how and why of events as they unfurl themselves before us. But some day we will. Until then I will just try to live my life to the best of my ability without trying to overanalyze everything. Someday I will understand.