He is Safe

I thought of my childhood prayer today:

Now I lay me down to sleep;
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
If I should die before I wake,
I pray the Lord my soul to take.

Our boy passed as he slept.  Jesus was watching over him and took him when he breathed his last.

For the first time in 35 years, I am not worried about my son.  I know where he is and that he is safe.

I am reminded of the dream I had several years ago; Lacy was with us on the beach, when he suddenly began to wade into the water.  He kept going deeper and I was worried.  He couldn't swim!  Then Kenny pointed to a house floating off the shore.  Lacy was on the porch.  A figure was waving at us.

"Look," Kenny said to me, "they have him.  He is safe."

In my dream we walked on as Lacy went inside the house.  He was safe and we were at peace.

Part of our story has come to an end.  The chapter is finished.  He is safe, and now we will continue this journey and see what the Lord has planned.   We will see Lacy again.  He is safe.  We are, too.


  1. Amen, he's safe and waving at you to tell you so. Glad you are all safe tonight.

  2. I love your dream. Yes, He is safe. and what a nice dream for the Lord to give you ahead of time.


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