“But do not ignore this one fact, beloved, that with the Lord one day is like a thousand years, and a thousand years like one day.” 2 Peter 3:9
Of all the stories I’ve heard so far, this one has to be one of the most incredible. It seems to be a testament to our faith and the Bible’s claim that God is not subject to our physical realm of time.
When they were kids, Sandie and her brother, Billy, spent lots of good times together with Dad on his beloved boat, the “Sea Jenny.”
Now grown, Billy had been sick after contracting pneumonia about a year ago. Since then, he would occasionally suffer from a nagging cough. Doctors treated it with antibiotics, but the cough continued to plague him.
Out of nowhere, a couple of weeks ago, he took a terrible turn for the worse. Billy called Sandie from the hospital. “It is serious,” he told her. He was very sick with double pneumonia and suffering from some kind of virus that doctors couldn’t control.
His condition quickly deteriorated and his kidneys suddenly shut down. His doctors first put him on dialysis, then on life support.
Billy was in an induced coma when doctors told the family that they had done all they could; that now it was up to him as to whether he would make it or not. This was on a Thursday. By Sunday, Billy was not doing any better.
Sandie knew that she had to take their mom to see Billy, since it probably would be the last time she would see Billy alive. The doctor’s plan was to remove his life support by Monday if he didn’t improve.
It was touching for Sandie to see her mom stroking Billy’s hand, reassuring him of her love, and encouraging him to try harder, telling him that he could get better if he only tried harder.
There was no improvement, so on Monday Sandie went with her siblings to be with Billy when he was taken off life support. She sat with him and told him she loved him. Before leaving, she asked Billy that when he died, he let Mom know that he was OK, that he would tell her he was with Dad on the “Sea Jenny.”
Billy passed away that Monday morning and Sandie went directly from the hospital to see their mom. At lunchtime, Sandie finally found the courage to tell her of her son’s passing that morning.
Sandie had asked Billy to give their mom a message of reassurance. Little did she know that by the time she made it, her request had already been fulfilled!
“Oh, Billy’s OK,” her mom said. “I had a dream about him last night. He’s OK; he’s with his dad on the ‘Sea Jenny.’”
Sandie was incredulous. “What did you say?” she asked. Her mom repeated that she knew Billy was OK, that he had come to her in a dream last night. Billy visited her Sunday night, the night before Sandie made her request!
She couldn’t believe what had happened. She walked outside, closed the door behind her, and bawled like a baby. She was missing her brother, but was also so thankful that he had been able to console their mom.
Time is a measurement of change. God cannot change. He is immutable and therefore is not subject to time.
“Glory be to him whose power, working in us, can do infinitely more than we can ask or imagine.” Ephesians 3:20
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