Dog Tags from Heaven.....

Ya’ll.  God is so good.  Seriously.  He just blows me away sometimes. 

I had a crazy, weird, worrisome, beautiful morning. I'm still so moved.

You Mama’s are going to understand this first part of my morning. One of my children was hurting and when my kids are struggling, I struggle with them. I hurt with them... and I don’t sleep well. After tossing and turning all night last night, I finally just got up before dawn and started a pot of coffee and went out to my sunroom for some early morning before the sunrise prayer time.

As I prayed for my hurting child and how I could help, my Dad’s presence became very strong in the room. I thought of him and how he would have handled this situation. My Dad passed away 2 years ago and I still miss him everyday, but this morning, his spirit felt very close and intense. I asked him to guide me somehow and help me help my child.  I asked God to speak to me somehow and let me know He could hear me. I just needed a sign that I was not alone in this struggle.

A couple of hours later, my husband got up, had some coffee and went outside to the mailbox. He returned with a package in his hand. I noticed it was from a cousin in Kansas that I hadn’t seen in years. I opened the package to find a letter from my cousin Betty Jacobs explaining how she had been going through our Aunt Josie’s belongings (who died a few years before my Dad) and found my Dad’s WWII dog tags. She was apologizing for not sending them earlier, but really wanted me to have them and mailed them this week.

Her timing couldn’t have been any better.  They arrived right when I was asking for a sign.

My hands were literally shaking as I unfolded the packaging to find them in amazing shape:

My husband informed me that there were always 2 tags. In case someone died during the war, they would take one tag off to use to notify their family of their passing, and leave the other one on the body for identification.  Obviously my Dad came home safe, so there were two tags on the chain that he wore around his neck.  I just burst into tears.  It was such a beautiful gift and message to me all rolled up into one.

Betty Jacobs, you mentioned in the letter that you read my blog, so if you are reading this.... THANK YOU SO VERY MUCH!!  God used you to serve my heart in such a special way today!  Your timing was delayed so that it would come in God’s time and be used to speak to me on this special day where I needed some reassurance.  It was a beautiful and perfectly timed reminder to me that I am not alone.  And the tags spoke to me as if to say:

“I came home safe from my battle, and you all will get through yours too.”

Guys, seriously.  God speaks to us in so many ways.  Some people expect to audibly hear God's messages, but He is much more creative than that!  He can speak with signs.  You just have to have your eyes and ears open. 

With a little faith, and an open heart, you'll be surprised at how many ways God can reach you.

He sure came in loud and clear today.

Thank you Holy Father.... Thank you Dad.... and Thank you sweet Betty Jacobs!

What a blessing.

---M