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December 02, 2016

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November 21, 2016
Sand Dune Dream

11/21/2016

On morning last week I woke up from a dream. I was dreaming that I still had the care of my young girls with the exception of Asti. We were excited because we were walking down a reddish brick path that would take us to the beach. As we were walking, in the distance I saw Asti about 20 feet or so ahead waiting for Ahdazsa and I to catch-up to her. I ran ahead to hug her and I embraced her with all my might and said, Asti, it has been so long, I missed you so. There was no explanation as to why she was not with us, but it was over shadowed by the fact that she was here now and I wasn't going to let her go. We continued on our way to the beach which was just ahead. As we approached, we saw a huge sand dune that we would have to climb to get to the beach. It was about 25 feet straight up. We were laughing as we were climbing up the sand dune on all fours. Once we reached the peak we could see the people having fun and enjoying the high waves that created the sand dune. The waves were enormous. Asti and I sat down on the peak of the sand dune. I could not see where the girls were, but I felt that they were ahead of us racing toward the shore. It didn't seam dangerous at first glance, but then I could see a wave being formed. The shoreline was being sucked out and in its place a mighty gigantic wave that looked 40 or 50 feet high was forming and I knew it was going to hit us. All I could do is grab Asti and hope and pray that the wave would not separate us. As we were bracing ourselves for the impact, we clung to one another with eyes tightly shut. We could hear the wave get closer and my heart was racing with adrenaline. The roar of the water was over our heads. Then suddenly all was quiet. Upon opening my eyes the water and the force of impact did not touch us. Our bodies were dry and all was quiet. I wanted to look for Ahdazsa, but could not for it was then that I realized I was not at the beach. That's when I woke up from the excitement.

The dream left me perplexed. I knew that God had protected us. We were like in the eye of the storm where there was nothing but peace.

O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?
1 Corinthians 15:55 KJV

For this corruptible must put on incorruption, and this mortal must put on immortality. So when this corruptible shall have put on incorruption, and this mortal shall have put on immortality, then shall be brought to pass the saying that is written, Death is swallowed up in victory. O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory? The sting of death is sin; and the strength of sin is the law. But thanks be to God, which giveth us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.
1 Corinthians 15:53-57 KJV
http://bible.com/1/1co.15.53-57.kjv
June 5, 2016
It was a sunny day on June 6, 2002, I remember it all too well. Finally, after several attempts to see a doctor, you had a doctor's appointment. We arrived on time, you, me and Irene. WE were so naïve and trusting. You were so weak and still so sweet. Your attitude was amazing. We weren't told anything about your condition. We were just told to get to the emergency. I was asked if I was ok to drive. Not knowing how severe your condition was, I agreed to drive from Frederick, MD to JHH in Baltimore. You tried to eat cantaloupe as we traveled the 50 miles. We arrived by 2:30 and a severe thunderstorm began. I can still see your green tee-shirt and the big drop of rain that hit your shoulder as you walked in. Irene helped you walk to triage. You were so sick. You must have felt so bad. Little did we know that it would be your last steps, your last day out in the bright sunshine your last day in the rain, your last day with us. By the time 7:30 came you were gone. We still grieve all in our own way. We will never forget you Asti. Your life touched us all. Your walk with Jesus remains a standard that we all aspire to. Miss you so much. I would say that I wish you were here having babies and experiencing this life on earth, but with the evil we are experiencing here, I am glad you are with Jesus. Pray that we all are accounted worth to escape the end time tribulation and stand before the son of Man.
June 5, 2016
June 5, 2016
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