By Jean Mulquin
“After the scholars were gone, God’s angel showed up again in Joseph’s dream and commanded, ‘Get up. Take the child and his mother and flee to Egypt. Stay until further notice. Herod is on the hunt for this child, and wants to kill him.'” Matthew 2:13 (MSG)
Katie teaches that we need to take our dreams seriously. She says that not unpacking a dream is like leaving $100.00 bills on the counter. So, I take my dreams seriously. There are different kinds of dreams; dreams about our own soul, dreams about other people’s souls, prophetic dreams, and warning dreams.
On July 13, 2007, I wrote in my journal – “I had a dream that mom died and I didn’t even know she was sick!….I need to call mom and dad more often.”
I took heed to this warning dream, and I began to call both my parents more often and I visited mom as much as I could. Dad lived in Washington State and we have always had a long- distance relationship. He was not in my life until I was 14 years old.
So, seven short years later, just after July 4, 2014, my sister, Thelma, took my mom to Colorado for a two-week vacation they had been planning for a year. Mom had been treated for a recurring lung infection for a couple of months. She had two lumps appear on her stomach, but the doctor said they were caused by her pants chafing and gave her the go ahead to leave the state.
On the trip, Mom kept getting weaker and weaker, and my sister became more and more concerned. She called me from Cañon City, CO and I told her, “Take her to the emergency room, even if she does not want to go!”
The doctor ran some tests, looked sadly at my sister and said, “How long before you can have her home?”
Once home, we had one of the lumps on her side biopsied and were told that she had stage four, malignant carcinoma that had metastasized to her lungs. We were all floored! Where was the doctor during stages one, two, and three?
Mom opted for no treatment. She told us that she had picked out her headstone while she was in Colorado and had said her goodbyes.
My sister brought her to our home and we set her up like “Queen for a Day” in the living room, right in front of our big screen TV. Hospice brought us an adjustable bed, oxygen, and medication to keep her comfortable. It was not an ideal situation (she suffered from lack of privacy), but we knew she would not be happy back in our small extra bedroom either.
Our sweet aunt from Missouri had flown in to help care for her, and my granddaughter (who thought she wanted to be a nurse) came to help. My sister, Thelma, was with her practically night and day. Our aunt and uncle came down from Colorado. We didn’t have any women at the Transformation House at that time, so Katie let my family stay there. My other sisters and their families were here as much as possible.
On Friday, August 22nd family began arriving. My brother and his family, my three sisters and their kids, my other son, Chris and his family…we had a full house. She stayed up till the last one came in, so she could hug and kiss them goodbye. She was still worrying about their needs…she said, “Are you hungry, there is food in the fridge…. make that kid a sandwich!”
My son and two of my sisters were on duty that night. At about 3:00 a.m. something inside of her went horribly wrong. She came up out of bed and it was all they could do to get her calmed back down. The hospice nurse said, “Once you get her to sleep, don’t let her wake back up!” So, that is what we did.
At noon, we all gathered around her bed and asked Jesus to come and take her home, and by 2:00 p.m. on August 23rd, she was gone. We all cried, prayed, rejoiced, and then cried some more. My sisters were amazing. They called hospice to let them know she was gone, cleaned her up, and it was no time at all before she was whisked away. The men moved the bed and readjusted the furniture and we spent the rest of the day celebrating that amazing woman and planning what we would do for her memorial service.
God’s hand was on every part of that final month of mom’s life, and I praise Him for his goodness to me and to my family, and I praise him for that warning dream.
Are you monitoring your dreams?
Are you writing them down?
Do you know how to “unpack them”?
God, who created everything, is speaking to you while you sleep and your mind is finally quiet, what are you doing with that valuable information and revelation? Share with us ways that you use to unpack what God is saying to you below!
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