8 Things I Love About BJ: His Soul
BJ
lived a good life and BJ had a good soul; BJ was a good person. There was so
much good in him. He loved people, he loved helping people, and he loved having
people around him. But is being “good” enough? When I received the news about
BJ; when his younger brother had to tell his mother that BJ lost his life in a
fatal accident, and after the initial screaming and gut wrenching pain and
tears…I feared that my son who had not lived a life of relationship with God
would not see me on “the other side”….as some people call it. I remember
screaming in agony, over and over, that I had not had time to “save” him. I
feared that my son was not saved. I fell to my knees, I screamed out to God,
and I wept…not knowing where my son was. I could not bear the thought of him in
a fiery hell. Not everyone goes to Heaven…and not everyone understands this.
On
Wednesday, November 9, 2016, I received a message…through a dream…as I often
do. It was the first time I had seen BJ’s face since that horrible day I knew
he had left us on earth. I won’t go into all the details of the dream, but he
was his usual happy-go-lucky self and he was there to give me a message because
he knew I needed to know. As he was walking away, he turned to me, and with his
one-of-a-kind BJ smile he said, “Of course I chose to go with God.” God and BJ
knew I needed to know that. Regardless of how many people told me, “He had a
good heart, he was a good person, he had a good soul”…I needed to know without
a shadow of a doubt that my son whom I knew to have a good soul also had a
saved soul and in that very moment I knew. I woke that next morning knowing
exactly where my son was and that by God’s grace his soul had been saved.
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