Coincidence or something more? Father Mike told me last year that he believes we receive signs from Heaven when we are open to receiving. I like to believe that's true.
Thursday I was driving home on the beltline. A red truck about the size of Aaron's Sonoma pulled up along side of me. The license plate is: AM 47 2 11. The numbers 11 have significance in some theory of signs. I being a friend of that theory read the plate as Aaron Meyer 4+7=11 2 11 or "Aaron Meyer 11 to 11".
Earlier in the day I had decided to start praying to God to ask him (or her) to return Aaron safe, sound, healthy and happy to us. I believe God can and should. My base for that belief is this: People say, "God understands your pain. His son died too." OK. But, God returned his son Jesus to the people on earth who loved him. Jesus, God's Son, walked the earth for 40 days (may have to check, but I recall 40 is the right number) after his resurrection. In that time Jesus reassured those people that there is a God, there is a heaven, and that He is in heaven. I'm not asking for more than that. In fact, I will accept less. But I am praying for some days with Aaron. I want to see my son walk through the door, or the wall.
The truck stayed to my left. We continued for a couple of miles. I asked Aaron if he was trying to tell me something. I felt like we were close to eachother; similar to the feeling I had when he would exchange banter with me in conversation or through text messages. At the height of my feeling that we might be touching a red car pulled up along my right side and moved past me. As soon as the rear bumper was in my peripheal, my eye caught the orange bumper sticker "Goodtimes. :) We miss you AM."
The car on my right was a friend of Aaron's posting one of the few bumper stickers some of the guys made to remember Aaron.
OK God, that's a start. But recall it was the Apostle Thomas who required more than signs and the word of others.
My prayer is more specific "Please return my son, happy, healthy and alive. I will return him to you. Promise."
Tom
"Grief ebbs but grief never ends. Death ends a life but death does not end a relationship. If we allow ourselves to be still and if we take responsibility for our grief, the grief becomes as polished and luminous and mysterious as death itself. When it does, we learn to love anew, not only the one who has died. We learn to love anew those who yet live." --Julius Lester
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2 comments:
yes! i feel that God and our ancestors are in ''talk'' with us...it is beautiful when life lines up in ways we understand...always remain open...let go to give and receive....
peace....madam yadi
I can not count how many times patrick and i have been together, and there was something that happened that we both looked at eachother and thought.. Aaron.
One of my favorites was just the other day when patrick and i rollerbladed over to your house from mine. 6 miles, long ways. We decided that we should take the vinburn route. We both felt our breaths get taken away as we grew closer. I looked up, and sitting right there on the telephone pole was a blackbird. I smiled. "Patrick, look up." He looked up, we looked at eachother and smiled. I love the comforting feeling i get when something like that happens. And like you said, to be open to the signs means that they will be there. Signs from heaven. I look forward to them each and every day.
Peace---
Amanda
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