This morning at church, the minister invited people to speak out their needs to God. All around the church, voices quietly, in unison, spoke forth their requests. I gently spoke the names of each one of my precious family. As I spoke the names, I saw a big basket, like a hot air baloon basket, carrying everyone I named together in the basket. After a few moments, just prior to praying the morning, congregational prayer, the minister said, “The visual I had was of a big basket, carrying all the spoken requests up to God.”
A coincidence? More like a God-incidence I think!