It was June 29, 2007, when Jerry, my second partner in life for twenty-seven years, traded life on this planet for life in Heaven. Maxine, his part-time caregiver, called me on July 2nd to tell me that she had a dream about me the night before. She said that I told her to read the Bible, and vaguely recalled Psalm 2 and Hebrews 5. Intrigued, I opened my Bible to Psalm 2, but it didn’t speak to me. I then turned to Hebrews 5, and read in verse five, “You are my Son; today I have become your Father.” That sounded familiar, so I went back and read Psalm 2 again. Sure enough, in verse seven, I read, “You are my Son; today I have become your Father.” The next thing I knew, I was writing the following poem.
TODAY I AM YOUR FATHER
Your life on earth has ended,
Your new life has begun,
Today I am your Father,
Today you are my son.
Your gentle heart stopped beating,
You breathed your final breath,
And because I am your Father,
You’ve won victory over death.
Well done, my faithful servant,
You struggled, not in vain,
For now you’re safely home with me,
Your new life free from pain.
I whispered, “Gerald, come to me.”
You answered, “Lord, I come.”
Today I am your Father
Welcome Home, my son.
I love it when my dreams speak to me, but when someone else’s dreams speak to me, I’m left incredulous.