Occurrences

Confession time: I'm a Christian and I love Jesus, but I am not as disciplined as I should be in reading my Bible every day and being able to reference certain verses and biblical stories.  Obviously, I know some stories and verses but not as many as I think I should.  While I try to improve this area of my life, God has shown so much grace to me and spoken to me in other ways, especially these days.  One of the questions I have always asked is "can people in heaven speak to us directly or is God always the ultimate messenger?"  I still am not for sure what that answer is (if anyone knows that answer, feel free to tell me).  But I have noticed these past few weeks that Dave is still around.  I can't see or hear him physically but somehow, whether it's Dave himself or God being his messenger, my husband wants to make sure that I'm comforted and reassured of his safety in heaven and his spirit here on Earth.  

A few people have told me that I would soon begin experiencing "occurrences" that would bring a lot of peace to me in that moment.  I told those people that it's been happening since a few days after Dave died.  I wanted to share a few of these "occurrences" and "coincidences" that have happened to me these past few weeks. 

The first one happened three days after Dave's death.  I was sitting at his parents' house and I had just finished eating a light lunch and was drinking some water, which Dave always got on to me whenever I didn't drink enough water.  My dad then brought me some Starbucks as that was one of the only things that really sounded good for me to digest.  I abandoned my water and was sipping on my coffee while checking my phone.  About five minutes later, I heard a loud sound come from my water cup.  It sounded like the ice cubes had brushed together but when I looked at the cup, the ice cubes were so small that there's no way they could've made such a distinct sound.  I immediately knew that was Dave pushing me to finish my water!

Another one happened after Dave's visitation.  It had obviously been a rough time for all of us so back at the Adams' house, we unwound with some dinner and a little bit of wine.  We were all sitting at the table and Dave's mom Adrienne was talking and as she was, she accidentally knocked over her glass of wine.  At first, I looked down because a little bit got on my dress so I was trying to clean it up.  I then looked up after a couple of seconds and saw that the glass had broken and my finger was bleeding.  I still have no idea how the glass managed to travel that far!  Dave's sister Rachel immediately grabbed the bleeding finger and held it up really high up to stop the flow of the blood.  I looked up at my finger and noticed that it wasn't just any finger that got cut, it was my ring finger!!  So I said to everyone "I think Dave wants to make sure I've still got my wedding rings on" lol.  Plus, he always said it's not a good party unless someone gets hurt.  He wanted his service to be more like a party so I was the lucky victim :P 

The biggest one for me personally has been the two dreams I've had since I got back to Arkansas.  The first week after his death, I dreamt about Dave every night.  Once I got back to Arkansas, I wasn't having many dreams about him anymore.  The last one I had up until a few nights ago was him coming back down from heaven for just a few minutes and he told me "Stop worrying about me, I'm fine.  You need to worry about yourself now and start moving on."  That was two weeks ago.  Ever since, the dreams about Dave had stopped and I was very discouraged about that.  So on Saturday night, I prayed that God would somehow allow Dave to come talk to me again because I wanted to know for sure that he was okay and that he is safe with God.  I dreamt again that night that Dave came down from heaven but only had a limited time to be with me.  We were on a cruise ship (the same one we took for our honeymoon) and I kept crying and and asking him if he was okay and how worried I was sometimes about him.  He wouldn't tell me anything about heaven, I got the impression he wasn't allowed to because God wants it to be a surprise for me and didn't want Dave giving it all away.  But all Dave kept telling me was "I'm fine".  That's all he said.  And truthfully, that's all he needed to say.  

That's just a few of many occurrences and some other loved ones of Dave have had some of their own experiences, including his four year old niece.  Family members and friends have told me that I'm not alone, they also experienced similar things when their loved ones passed.  Some may think it's all in my mind, some may think it's just coincidences.  Not me, I'm positive that God is using these occurrences to keep Dave's memory alive, whether it's Dave himself making them happen or God is doing it all.  I can't explain how and why I know this is true but I don't think all of these weird things that have happened to me and everyone else in our families are merely coincidences.  Dave is still around in spirit and clearly wants to make sure that he's remembered, which he will be, forever and always! 

<3 Kate