Skeptic

For being a believe in a God whom I can't see, I am quite the skeptic. Especially when it came to mediums, or people who can translate between the living and the dead. Or at least I was.

A little back story before I begin..

.. My mom's cousin's son passed away from an accidental drug overdose in May of 2012. His name was Andrew. He had a sister who is still alive named Jesslyn. She recently posted a story of her encounter with a medium. If you don't feel like reading it, here's the basics. Jesslyn went to a medium to try and see if she could communicate with her brother. And if you haven't figured it out yet, she did.

It wasn't a talking back and forth type of thing, but the medium was able to tell her things Andrew was saying.

As I was reading this I was still pretty skeptical. A lot of the things she said sounded like the medium was asking really vague questions in order to get an answer out of Jesslyn that made it sound like Andrew was there. That is, up until this point:
"'Tell him he says he rides in the truck with him and hears him talking to him. And he said to ask your mom if she would wake up between 3:00-3:30 almost every night, he says that was him waking her up.” I couldn’t contain the tears this time; that was amazing to hear and I later on found out my mom did wake up at about 3:20 every night right after he died.'"

That is when I got the chills and basically all skepticism went away. There was no way for the medium to know that her mom woke up at that time every night.

If you don't really know my story, I've had a lot of people pass away in my life. Especially throughout my high school years. Many times I have felt like one of my loved ones have been around me. Either because of things that would happen or because of just the way I felt. I kinda just figured it was my imagination. Jesslyn's story showed me that it might not be.

I had a friend pass away in September of 2012. We hadn't spoken for months before his death because of tiny argument we had. At his funeral they played "I'll Fly Away". Every time I got in a car after that for a while that song played on the radio. Every time. I will always see it as Andrew (Friend, not distant cousin) telling me everything is alright.

I've always been told that when somebody dies they go straight to Heaven. But what if that's not true? What if they get to stay here and be with us until it's our time to go? What if when judgement day comes we all go to Heaven together as spirits? I have done no biblical research about this, but who knows?

I'd like to believe all my loved ones are still here protecting me and loving me every single day as spirits.

And that's coming from a huge skeptic.