Early this morning a vivid dream came upon me. I was
standing in a wide hallway and it was quiet before I heard footsteps at the base
of a wide staircase. The stride was familiar to my senses, it sounded like my
Father’s stride. I walked toward the staircase and looked down seeing my Father
standing there and looking at the staircase. Tears began flowing as I quietly
sobbed “Dad … oh Dad”. He began to ascend the stair and at the top, paused. I
was in tears and again sobbed “Dad … ”. I discerned he could not see me and was
following the sound of my quiet sobs. He raised his arms as if feeling for me
in the dark and began slowly walking toward me. I reached to touch his hand,
worried that I would not feel it; but I DID feel it and we clutched each other in
a desperate embrace. I suddenly awoke with crystal clear consciousness of what had just
happened and thanked my Heavenly Father over and over.
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