I have been reading all 5 books of scriptures as my 2021 goal and most recently was reading how Moses took a rod from each of the 12 tribes with the name 'engraved' on each to determine who would be the priests...even tho the Lord had already decreed it...Aaron. The 12 rods were taken to the tabernacle and the rod of Aaron's not only bloomed buds, but also blossomed and bore almonds. All three stages of the rod at one time.
Last year for Robert's birthday I bought him a log that was supposed to grow mushrooms in a year but so far I haven't seen a mushroom at all...but then again, I am not going to eat a mushroom. After the dream I went out to check on the log...still nothing but here's the dream:
So last night after worrying all day about Marissa and that anathema person who has FINALLY filed divorce papers but wants custody of the kids, etc, etc., etc. I finally slip into sleep.
And what do I get? ...a dream! The setting initially was 3830 but at some point, it was Marissa's home. I had decided to go check out the log. But instead of mushrooms, I found that the log had burst forth with buckeyes. I brought the log into the house and as I was standing at the kitchen sink, separating the buckeyes from their sheaths, my mom passed by almost like an ethereal specter. I stopped what I was during, turning away from the sink and she disappeared. I called to Robert to come quickly. We stood backs to the sink, staring into space and suddenly my mom appeared again, more solidly this time.
I was SO happy to see her and suddenly Bonpapa was standing behind her. They both looked so good and so happy. Both were wearing what I was used to seeing them wear. Especially the blue outfit my mom had on, one that I have seen her wear in life. I showed her the log and we looked at it and she drew closer to me at the sink as I continued to separate the nuts. Mom didn't help but watched me with interest.
I asked her what she thought about the house today. She looked around and showed me her approval when suddenly I realized we had appeared in Marissa's kitchen. I asked if she knew about Marissa's situation and Mom spoke the first words. "Oh yes, we know. We have seen it. and it is awful that this has happened to our faithful girl." I asked if she was there for Marissa from beyond the veil. "Absolutely! We are all there for her. And we will be. And she and the boys will be fine."
There were tears on my face and joy in my heart and then she and Roger just walked off, or disappeared. More like they just faded into nothingness.
BUT I saw her. I was with her. I could nearly smell her. It was such a comfort to me. And now I hope I can remember this dream for those moments when Anathema's words and acts cause me to have a knot in my stomach. But I am so grateful that Marissa has had nothing but visits/feelings/sights from beyond the veil and have made her stronger.
She will be fine. The boys will be fine. A second testimony of this was given to me this morning and came from President Dallin H. Oaks' talk at October General Conference, Women's session: