The Room was Crowded

I am trying to get back into the swing of things. This is not working very well. Every time I turn around there is something else to do with the death of my mother.

Time passes slowly and yet fast. I try to just keep my eyes on God and see where tomorrow goes. But,tomorrow seems to keep leading back to her death. So, as I sit here trying to write a post, I am again lost as to what to write.

So, much happened while I sat at the hospital with my mother. So, much supernatural and natural. But, all with the significance that only God can put on the most mundane of events.

I have a great deal of trouble in hospitals, because of my ability to see into the spirit realm. The entities are everywhere. While my mother lay dieing, I would see what I thought was her getting up. It was a natural thought, seeing how I had taken care of her for so long. But, when I would look up, it would be an entity of some sort. It would be such a let down.

The night before she died, I was talking to some friends when I saw something out of the corner of my eye. I turned to look and saw a boy standing next to me. He stood about 4 feet tall, with black hair and a stout build. His age alludes me. His sudden appearance startled me.

I looked for a Godly reason for his being there. But, have found none. Who was he? Why the appearance? Or does there have to be a rhyme and reason for everything. Of course there is reason for everything. I believe that nothing is by chance and everything has a purpose. So, I look for the reason for the visitation from this boy.

Do I look at it logically, has if there is some mathematical formula to give me the answer. The mathematical proof of this kind of phenomena is still beyond our capacities. Then I will look at it with spiritual knowledge.

There was so much spiritual activity in my mothers room that it seemed over kill. So much going on, at times, that I could not keep track. The room was grounded. I have no biblical grounds to base this on, but it was as if, these entities were waiting for my mothers departure. I have no clarity on the experience, but this is the way it felt.

When my mother left us, there was silence. The world stopped for a moment, as did the spirit realm. The room emptied of all spirits, as if sucked dry by a powerful vacuum. We stood in silence over her and the room was void of energy with the exception of ourselves. It appeared that she was escorted away by the ones waiting for her transformation into the spirit realm.

I have no solid answers, I only know what I experienced. It was spiritual, it was beautiful, it was Godly.