When a young child loses a parent, it is a devastating experience. They keep waiting for mommy or daddy to come home…..but they never do. This was the case when I lost my father in a mining accident in 1982. I can remember watching for his car to come around the curve. To a girl, daddy is like “Superman”. He is the protector, he is stronger than anyone else, and he can do anything. When I finally accepted that he was never coming home, it was like accepting that “Superman” was permanently defeated by kryptonite. The morning that he died, I was the last one to see him. But that wasn’t the last time that I saw him!
The experience that I had may not be believed by many. In fact, out of fear of being ridiculed and accused of lying, I kept it to myself until about 10 years ago. During a phone conversation with my mom and my brother, I finally told them. To my surprise, they believed me 🙂 As I tell this, please keep in mind that I was only 7 years old. I had no real grasp of spiritual things. A 7 year old could not have fabricated a story such as this….at least not me anyway. So, without further delay, here it goes……
I was laying in bed one night trying to go to sleep. I shared a room with my brother. They way that our room was set up was that he had a bed on one side of the room next to the window, and my bed was straight across from his next to the door. We slept with the door open. I had turned over on my left side and was looking straight down the hallway. Just as I shut my eyes, I felt like someone was staring at me. When I opened them, I froze. I saw my father! At first, I tried to convince myself that it was a dream. That didn’t work because I had not fallen asleep yet to dream. So I shut my eyes and laid real still because I was afraid. I knew I shouldn’t see a dead person! But I could still feel him looking at me. I opened my eyes again and looked back at him. I said “Daddy?”, in a confused tone. Just then, he smiled and disappeared.
I have spent years trying to figure out why I am the only one who saw him. I have came up with several different theories. I have spent years trying to figure out if it was something evil that I saw or if it was something of God. My theory on that one is that since he never moved, said anything, or tried to hurt me, that he was not something evil. I realize that this is a highly debated topic. I have read the bible scriptures about not consulting with spirit mediums….etc. My mother, nor my brother or I had any contact with spirit mediums, witches, or anything of that sort to initiate contact of the dead. At this time, we attended church regularly. So that theory is void. The next one is the possibility mentioned in 2Corinthians 11:14. “Satan himself is transformed into an angel of light” In considering that one, it gave me one question. “What would Satan gain by deceiving a 7 year old that did not have any real understanding of the evil works of him nor the wonderful works of God?” It seems like a waste of time to me and would have been better spent on someone older who had more understanding.
When considering this issue, the criteria are as follows…….
1. I was only 7 years old.
2. I was the only one who saw him.
3. I only saw him 1 time.
4. Nobody in my family had consulted a psychic or spirit medium to initiate contact.
5. I never told anyone for over 20 years.
6. He never had any kind of “special message.”
7. He never spoke or moved.
8. The only thing he did do was smile.
9. The encounter was over quickly.
Until God (not man) tells or shows me otherwise, I am going to conclude that this was his work. The Merriam_Webster Dictionary describes the word “miracle” as this: an unusual or wonderful event that is believed to be caused by the power of God. As for the reason that this was shown to me and not anyone else, the possibility may lie within the scriptures. After healing many and performing miracles, Jesus was quoted in Matthew 12:16 and Mark 3:12 as saying that he should not be “made known”. After seeing the spirits of Moses and Elias talking with Jesus on the mountain, Jesus told Peter, James, and John that they should tell no man what they had seen. (Mark 9:9)
Perhaps I, like the 3 apostles, was shown something that no other person was supposed to see 🙂