March 22, 2023 2:30am Just woke from a dream of the Biblically accurate depictions pictures of Cherub(im) and Seraph(im) that I looked up last night and wondering in my dream what Guardian angels and Archangels really looked like. Then I was taken back to a birthday party at the neighbor girl’s house when I was about eleven. All us girls were playing some strange game where we held hands and spun in a circle together with our eyes closed on a dirt mound in her back yard. I opened my eyes when they were supposed to be closed and saw my dad standing in front of me in a fancy suit. (Dad had recently become a homeless alcoholic and his clothes showed it). I began sobbing uncontrollably as I told the other girls what I saw. Two other girls looked scared as they told me they had done the same and also saw something very similar to my description. I knew right then that my dad’s spirit had died and that that thing I spent every other weekend with was not my dad that made continuous broken promises to (quit drinking tomorrow) and I began praying for him right then. Twenty five years later those prayers were answered when a pastor reached him in jail on a DUI and he accepted Jesus as his Saviour just two months before stroke took everything from him including his thinking abilities. I woke up bawling and still can’t stop. Thank You Jesus for delivering my dad from the demon that possessed him all those years.

And on a side note; My oldest Grand daughter Lilly (who will be eight in a few weeks) came to my husband and I the day before yesterday and told us excitedly that she’d asked Jesus into her heart the night before. Praise God!! An answer to prayer there.