Cathy
I would like to share my testimony with you andpray that all mankind would listen to their hearts and know that Godexists.
On April 26, 1971 God gave me the most wonderfulgift of a son to love and cherish. Jason Allen Hamilton. How I love to hear thatname ! Jason was all a mother could ever ask for honest, dependable, hardworking , handsome and he and I loved each other so much, life was so wonderful!. God additionally blessed me with a daughter October 31, 1973.
I had a family and grew up with my children lovedevery day of my life. I have always loved and believed in God . My mother diedwhen I was 7 years old and it was always evident to me I was never alone. Eventhough I was young I always new a higher power looked over me.
On March 17, 2001 our phone rang at 4:30 p.m. anda nurse at the hospital asked me if I had a son named Jason . I replied, "yes, is everything all right" ? And she asked me to come to the hospital -there had been an accident and they thought it was my son and I should not comealone.
As long as I live I will never forget those wordsand the knowing feeling I had was so strong even though I prayed to my God,"please let my son be okay" as I begged God to not let those feelingsbe true I knew the news I would receive. The reason I am sharing this is eventhough so many parents have already been through this horrible nightmare somemore than once I never want a human being to ever suffer the loss of theirprecious children without Our Lord.
He immediately took over my body, my mind, mysoul - he literally held me up. I wanted to die to run and never come back, butthere was no where I could go to make my heart whole again and until I go home Iwill know no peace except the love grace and mercy of my God.
When I want to die from the pain in my heart andthe horrible missing in my gut I talk with him. There is no one else whounderstands, loves and listens to me in this world. I begged for dreams toassure me God had taken Jason home and that he was safe and with God butthat was a long time coming.
I could not believe that I could not dream of myprecious son - it was not normal. I share my most personal dream and I believegift of God with you because I want you to know through Jesus Christ and hisfather Our Lord in heaven there is hope and I pray you will accept him into yourheart and life so that you will never be alone.
The dream finally came and I rejoiced as only Godcould send this dream. I am vacuuming a rug. It is my kitchen rug. The kitchenis Jason's favorite place as a farm boy works hard and loves meal time. I amvacuuming stairs that go on and on my arms are tired I think I have never seenso many stairs when will they end? They are very visual and I vacuum on and on.I finally see a tiny door and continue vacuuming until I reach it. I open thedoor and sitting on a chair is Jason! I asked him, "where have you been, Ihave searched for you everywhere I love you and miss you so much!" He wasfull of light ( No other way to explain the vision of him) He simply smiled andsaid I knew you were coming mother! So simple yet so self explanatory,
God had shared my son and given me his promise"In my fathers house are many mansions, I go to prepare a place for you sothat where I am you shall be also. Please teach your children how to get toheaven - tell them that God lives within them not in the church and he is alwayswith them and will never forsake them.
It is hard for me to write my heart but tonight Iwish to witness to you all there is only hope in our Lord our God please let himinto your hearts and lives before the rapture. God Bless and keep thechildren!
Cathy
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