Due to cost, a client was very reluctant to book a flight to see her dad, who was very ill. During my session with her, I advised her to go immediately, even if it meant spending twice the amount. I told her that she would miss a window of opportunity to see him.

The following day I sent her an email and told her that she was in my thoughts, and hoped she was ok.  That same night I had a vision that I was in a strange place in a passenger seat of a mini-van. There were two little girls in braids sitting next to me, and I remembered one kept looking up at me. I got out of the van, and tried to exit the area, but for some reason, I could not get out.  I then noticed a black stretched SUV pulling into the driveway on the side of the building. I saw it as a way to get out, and tried to walk around, but somehow I was blocked in by a wall. I then began to pace back and forth, and eventually found my way into an auditorium where a concert was being held. There was singing, and speeches being made by people taking turns at the podium. Once again I found myself pacing like a caged animal, trying to get out.  I continued to walk back and forth at the rear of balcony when I noticed a side door. I then proceded walk out of the auditorium and encountered a priest outside. He placed a plastic bag containing burnt rosary beads in the palm of my hand. I looked at the bag and on the outside there was a message which read "return to pastor Mary Kate". I was then allowed out of the courtyard and immediate returned to conscious awareness!


I had not heard from my client for a few days, but the following day she called. She immediately told me that I was in her thoughts all weekend; and that she found strength to deal with her crisis because of the suggestion I gave. She thanked me for telling her to go to see her dad immediately, because he died the same night she arrived.  As she proceeded to tell me about the funeral, it connected me to the vision. I interrupted and shared the vision with her, where she verified that she had buried her father with some rosary beads, and that he was cremated (burned beads in the dream). I asked her if she knew anyone by the names of Mary and Kate and she verified that they were both her grandmother and aunt, in spirit. The two little girls were her neices who came with their mother in an SUV.

Not only was I made aware of the fact that I had attended her father's funeral; but because of my close relationship with her, I was able to be a source of strength and comfort in a great time of need and loss. We should never question God's will or His purpose for our lives. 

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