Her Savior, Her Hero
3/12/05
It was told to me that the last vision of my beloved sister Joan Michelle,
Was her standing in the window of our family home being reassured that it was alright to
jump into the arms of a hero.
Instead, as the hero cried out and pleaded for her to jump, Joan responded, “I can’t-I
can’t”, and than she moved out of plain view.
I pondered with this version of her last words and actions, and could not fathom any of
this knowing the strong will, but meek nature that she carried.
This made for me to have some restless days and sleepless nights, but one day as I was
talking to my Lord and Savior, asking Him for some type of peace with what had happened,
He gave me His vision that I must share with you,
Right before my eyes he aloud for me to see my sister standing in that window with the
most calming ora that I had ever seen in her, in her lifetime.
I could see the hero had already rescued one and was desperately trying to rescue Joan.
He stood with open arms crying out “Jump-Jump”, I promise I’ll catch you. Instead she
turned away for a split second without moving from the window. There I could see her
talking to her Heavenly Father whom had been standing along side her. He told that it was
time, time for her to come home now. For a slight moment she turned, looked out of the
window, and than walked away.
I could hear Her Hero telling her: daughter it’s time to lay down, and go to sleep, just
like an earthly father would do with his child, and Joan Michelle did just what her
Savior told her to do. Now she’s in the most high place, jumping into the arms of her
Heavenly Father “her Hero” as she said these words:
LOOK AT ME, I HAVE BEEN SET FREE!!!!!!
Copyright © Ida Igess | Year Posted 2009
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