Vision I had the night after I buried my husband John on/about June 28, 1997. The only witness was my young son.

On the day that I buried my husband John, I was so distraught and worried how I was going to live and take care of a young son and I really did not want to live. But I had faith in Jesus, which is the only thing that kept me going.

Anyhow, I went alone to the graveyard to give my final goodbyes as this burial was out of town and I would be leaving soon. While there I remembered that John had an Uncle Woody who was a pastor who was also buried in the same cemetary.  I walked around the cemetary until I found his burial spot.  And I prayed and told his Uncle Woody that I wanted him to make sure that John went to heaven with him.  John was an alcoholic most of his life and had not drank for six weeks before he died. But I always had that little bit of lack of faith that he turned back to the Lord before he died. He was a prodigal son.

That night I was sleeping in a single bed and my son was sleeping in another single bed in an upstairs bedroom of my brother-in-laws home.  This room was very dark and had a big window. I woke up startled when someone was shouting in my ear.  All I remember is “verse 7”. I got out of bed without turning on the light as Clifford was sleeping.  to go to the bathroom which was down the hallway.  When I came back to the room, the most beautiful and peaceful vision was in the window.  I could not believe my eyes.  My husband was kneeling at the altar, with his Uncle Woody comforting him. My husband did not look sick, looked healed. In the vision, I also saw the gray suit that John was buried in hanging on a wooden cross and the Holy Spirt.  I felt the symbolic meaning to be the cross (Jesus) Father, the Son (John), and the Holy Spirit. I just knew John was in Heaven and I felt so at peace.

I finally turned on the light and woke up my son.  I told him not to be afraid, I had something to show him.  I wanted him to see the same vision, if it was still there.  And he did.  When I turned off the light he saw the vision I had seen. Clifford was about eight years old.  God is awesome!

So Clifford went back to bed and I turned the light back on and read every verse 7 scripture in the Bible. The verse that stuck to me that night was 2nd Timothy Verse 7.  God did not give me the spirit of Fear, but Love, Power and Sound mind.

When I awoke the next morning I could not wait to share the vision that the Lord gave me to all my relatives.  I don’t know if they believed me or not.  It did not matter.  They saw a changed person overnight.  I was ready to meet any challenges that would come my way with Jesus by my side.

For you people that do not believe, pray and ask Jesus to show you the way to the light of everlasting life.  Because he lives, you will live forever too. God Bless anyone who is reading this.

Susan