The hand of the LORD was upon me, and He brought me out by the Spirit of the LORD and set me down in the middle of the valley, and it was full of bones.
Ezekiel 37:1
It is day six, and I am still in a coma. I listen as the doctors discuss my condition among themselves. They say the burr hole and surgical incision made in my skull are healing well. My brain waves are active. Everything looks good.
But I know it’s in God’s timing when I wake up.
The Lord has set me down in the middle of the valley (a metaphor) for a time of maturing in my faith. To be a witness to my prosperous life filled with dry bones.
I have had great success in business, but I’ve taken life for granted with all the glitter, pomp, and circumstance.
My life has been too busy to recognize God’s grace and mercy.
While in this state of unconsciousness, I have witnessed God’s goodness throughout my life.
I have learned appreciation.
My angel stands before me, declaring a new day filled with possibilities, and asks if I’m ready. Before I can answer, he takes my hand, and away we go.
We appear in my boutique, Tiffany’s Armoire. We stand and watch as a little boy and girl sit patiently, talking and playing together. They seem to be waiting for someone or something to happen. They look to be around four years of age- probably twins.
I’m with a client as she looks in the mirror, admiring the dress she has tried on. The little girl tells her she looks so pretty, and the lady smiles, saying, “Thank you.” The atmosphere seemed relaxed, with sales staff and clients working together.
I tell the client we have two in-house fashionistas who can design formal wear exclusively for her. They’ll work with her to create her desired look; once the creation is finished, it can be delivered.
She becomes excited and wants to know when to book an appointment.
She asks if I still travel, and I tell her, “Not as much.”
A man walks into the store, saying “Hi” to everyone, and kisses me. The children run to him, and he picks them up, hugging them.
This scene is so sweet. I say aloud, “Is this my family? Where did I meet this hunk?”
I look at the angel, but he looks straight ahead without giving me eye contact.
Everyone calls the guy Ron. He asks me if I am ready to leave. I smile and say, “Give me one minute.” I gathered my stuff, and we left the boutique.
The angel and I are now standing in a lovely home.
The interaction between the family is beautiful. We ate dinner and had a wonderful evening, talking and laughing. Life seems to be grand!
One of the things they are excited about when talking is going on vacation after my business deal.
The doorbell rings. It’s my sister, Anita. She has a family as well. This is awesome. We seem to be so happy to see each other. They’re carrying luggage.
Once settled, she mentions how great it’s been for her since she gave up teaching and came to work as Chief Financial Officer for our expanding business.
As I packed my bags, Ron and Anita’s husband discussed meeting us with the kids in Paris, France, within a few days for vacation. That would allow Anita and me to finish our business deal. We are opening a sister boutique in the city, Tiffany Armoire II.
She and I talk late into the night, knowing we have an early flight.
Before we left for the airport, we prayed as a family for safe passage and peace during our travels.
I never thought to pray before traveling. Things have gone wrong, but they always seemed to work out. It was probably the parents’ prayers covering me.
I would love for Anita and me to be friends like this, but it would take a miracle.
I don’t know why I keep asking the angel questions; he never answers, but I ask anyway: “Is this my future or a wonderful dream?”
And again, he doesn’t answer.
Either way, it’s pretty awesome to watch!
The angel lets me know it is time to leave.
I look back at Anita and me, laughing and talking, having a great time with each other on the plane. There has never been a time in our lives when we were friends. I can’t even imagine.
As I reenter my body, all I can think about is the family that I don’t have. Is it possible? Could it come true?
I am ready to wake up. I am vowing that my priorities will be straight.
I will meditate on the word of God daily as I will seek first His kingdom. (Matthew 6:33).
I smile as I think of how much I love my family. They have been here every day, watching over me, making sure the doctors and nurses gave me the best treatment.
And my angel is here!
I know that when I wake up, I won’t be able to see him anymore, but I will know in my heart that the Lord has appointed him to be with me always. I am so grateful.