till we meet again
Aug 27, 2019
4 minutes
ILLUSTRATION BY GABY D’ALESSANDRO
He Told Me in a Dream
Sad as I was when my husband, Neil, died, I knew that he was okay—he was in heaven, after all, a place without pain of any kind. An eternity in God’s glorious presence. Questions plagued me, though. Could Neil see and hear us even if we couldn’t see or hear him? And if so, did that mean he missed us? Or in the light of God’s glory, had he forgotten all about me and our daughters?
Then one night I dreamt of Neil. In the dream, I walked out onto the patio where we
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