Here's an experience my Dad had where he prayed to see his sister and then finally did one day.
Prayer to See Loretta
I am from a family of nine brother's and sisters. My sister Loretta passed away at the tender age of 10yrs in 1961. I was about 8yrs old. After Loretta passed away I lived a sort of nightmare for the next two or three years. I could not stop thinking of my sister, I began to stammer with my words and virtually stopped talking. I was afraid to put my hand up in class for fear that I wouldn't be able to get the words out. I would cry everytime my sister's name was mentioned. I took on some of the chores Loretta would have normally done. I cried and I cried. All during this time after her passing I begged God to let me see her just once more, I would make up lyttel Prayers to God, I told him that I knew there was a Heaven and that I knew who he was. I told him that I knew Loretta was in Heaven and safe, but I just wanted to see her once more. When I was younger in Liverpool I had a habit of getting up in the middle of the night to melt some cheese on toast, I can remember doing that just about every single night. I guess in reflection I probably did that to have the house all to myself in the quiet night. Anyway, one night I get up, go down the stairs with full intentions of getting some toast and cheese. As I pass by the livingroom door at the bottom of the lancers, I notice that there is a light shining through the partially open parlour door. I was curious, so I entered the living room....... which was usually closed off to us kids unless Dad was around, all the hi-tech like the ''gas fireplace heater,'' ''phone,'' the ''TV'' and his comic books were in that room...... I entered the room and walked into the center, I can remember walking as if a soldier. When I reached the center I about faced to turn and look towards the back wall of the parlour..... opposite the front window...... this was where the blue white light seemed to be coming from, though the light was filling the whole room. This light was not too bright to look at. I was bewildered and filled with joy, my Prayer had been answered, for there in amidst the light was my beautiful sister Loretta. Loretta was floating off the ground about a foot, her feet were actually hanging, her palms were facing me and to this day, I believe that that's where the light emanated from. Loretta looked at me and smiled, I stood there like a soldier and smiled back. I was not afraid at all. A billion words went through my mind as Loretta smiled, everyone of them was good. Now at the age of 48, I believe I'm beginning to sort out all those words.
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