Adam's dream

So, Adam is back to school after being home sick for a week. He's feeling better, but still hates going to school. I guess I don't blame him. He's been in one program or another since he was 3 months old. Adam had meningitis and sepsis when he was just 5 weeks old; he has had many struggles during his lifetime, and has overcome so much, but the diseases left him with some disabilities and one of those is great difficulty communicating and speaking. He is a truly loving and forgiving person; I learn so much from him.
This morning, as usual, he did not want to wake up. He resisted even in spite of teasing and threats to dump him off his mattress. (which I threaten often but would never do. It just makes him laugh.) When I finally got him out of bed, and was helping him dress, he said "an ocean". I asked "an ocean?" He said "yes, an ocean." He thought for a moment and continued, "an ocean.....................of Jesus."  I asked, "were you dreaming about being in an ocean of Jesus?"  He replied. "yes."   I could feel the presence of the Lord around him. I would not have wanted to get up either. So sorry, Adam. I wish you could stay in that place forever. Then again, maybe you do.  Thanks, God, for stopping by. and staying.

God Stopped By

I've never had a blog before, but I have been mulling over writing one. You see, God has been stopping by, and I want to share some of my stories of when He does. He has a wonderful way of showing up unexpectedly.
My favorite times are when He surprises me and speaks through His creation. This past year, He has done that so often, that I think He is really trying to get my attention.
I think that the first thing that happened was on the Saturday before Easter. I had been in my bedroom praying, and when I came out and went into the back of my house into the family room, I saw a most beautiful sight; an oak tree that looked as though it was on fire! Not just any fire, but the way the sun was hitting it, the trunk and two horizontal branches were lit up like a flaming cross. I couldn't believe it! Iasked my husband if he could see it too, and at first he just said.."See what? I don't see anything." I made him get up and look because I wasn't sure if it was a vision or if I was seeing things. He begrudgingly got up, but immediately got excited and said "Yeah! I see it ! I see it! Amazing!" I grabbed the camera and ran outside in my bare feet to snap a few shots; I was afraid it would fade away if I took the time to get a coat and put on my shoes. I got four good shots and hurried back inside; I was freezing.
As I walked back to the house, I turned around to look one more time...it was already fading. By the time I got inside and closed the door, it was gone. The whole thing lasted maybe five minutes. It took my breath away. It still does.
I should mention that it had been raining for about three weeks at that time; we had hardly seen even a peek of sunlight for many days. It continued to be rainy for a few more days after that. The following day we had a bit of sun at around the same time of day and I looked for the fire tree again. I could see an echo of what had been there, but nothing so splendid as the sight we were treated to on the previous afternoon. There is now an 8x10 glossy photo hanging on my kitchen wall. You are welcome to come and see it. Have a cup of tea with me, and I'll tell you another story or two if you like.

Skeptics say it was just a coincidence. Those who think along the same trails as me believe that God stopped by. What do you think?