We Will Be Known
I Corinthians 13:12
12 For now we see through a glass, darkly, but then face to face. Now I know in part; but then shall I know, even as also I am known.
The other day while waiting for my husband to get his haircut, I was listening to a woman’s tragic story on my phone. Her husband, little boy, and herself were struck by a car and devastatingly injured in the crash. Her husband died, and her little boy had severe injuries which put him in a coma. The doctors tried to prepare her that her son probably would not live. And if he did live, he would possibly be a vegetable or would need full time care the rest of his life as damage to his brain was overwhelming. The little boy was in and out of the coma for days. Finally, he awoke and to everyone’s amazement, there was no brain damage. He told his story that while he was in the coma, that he saw Jesus. He also told his mother that he met his two siblings in heaven. As just being a little boy, he didn’t know that his parents had lost two babies from miscarriages. He also told how he had met relatives that had passed before he was born, describing them and what they had talked about. He told his mom not to be sad, that his dad was in heaven and was working on projects there. His mother came out of her sorrow and grieving upon hearing this powerful testimony of her son’s experience while in the coma. I remember having a dream that was so vivid, I awoke from it feeling like I had actually lived it. My Grampa Small was one of the most precious family members to me. He was a grounding pillar and immense encourager and strength like no other all of my childhood, and on until he went home to be with the Lord. He was 96 when he passed into glory. After that I would frequently have dreams of him. Grampa at times, would wear a brown felt hat. It was the style for his age group back then. I remember in the dream that I was walking down this beautiful boardwalk with little shops on either side. There were others strolling in front of me in a steady line. As I walked along at an easy pace, I looked up and over the heads of those just in front of me. There was that familiar brown felt hat that I knew so well swaying slightly on a head walking with an easy gait. My heart began to beat a little faster as I picked up my pace and started weaving my way through those strolling in front of me. It was Grampa! I just knew it! When close enough, I reached out for his arm, and sure enough, he turned and upon recognizing me, his face lit up with sheer joy as did mine. My heart felt set free! The heavy grief of losing him immediately lifted. He looked much younger, strong and healthy. In the dream, I even remember the firm embrace of his familiar arms squeezing me as I leaned into him. I awoke from the dream feeling like for the time of that brief dream, my spirit had been massaged with the warm glow of heaven. My deep sorrow at losing him, somehow supernaturally lifted. Our verse tells us we will know each other in heaven. We will be known as we are known. We have so much to look forward to. And thank God for those supernatural dreams and experiences that bring hope and peace to us as we await seeing our loved ones again someday.
What about you? Do you need to turn your sorrows over into the hands of the Lord? Ask Him to help you with any grief you may have. He knows exactly how to minister to you and that we will see them again. What a day that will be!