Keith’s Dream

The article in the The Word Among Us magazine was condensed due to space constraints.  In the full account, when I saw Jesus standing next to Keith and waving his left arm at something, they were standing to the left of the operating table.  Then Jesus and Keith started walking away into the distance to the right of the operating table.  That is when I yelled in a panic in my mind, “Jesus, bring him back!”  

At the very end, just before Keith was taken off the bypass machine, I looked up again from the operating table and saw Jesus and Keith side by side in the distance to the right of the operating table, but they were no longer walking away from me. They were standing still. Jesus still had his left arm raised as if showing Keith something. I somehow knew that they were viewing a wide expanse far away that I could not see. I saw only grayness. After a while of watching them, there was a faint glow in the grayness ahead of them, like a hint of a sunrise, lighting up Jesus’ right cheek as he turned his head toward Keith.

Here is what I wrote in my journal after the surgery:

I really wanted to know if Keith would remember anything from during the time he was under anesthesia. So I instructed his daughter, who was staying with him that first night in the ICU, that when he woke up to write down anything he said, no matter how odd. The next morning, his daughter said that when her dad woke up from the anesthesia he immediately told her a dream he had had:

“I went to a flower garden and started picking flowers and putting them in a basket I had. Then someone who I couldn’t see, spoke to me. The voice said that I wasn’t supposed to pick those flowers because they were too big. All of the flowers were white and the size of peonies. The flowers were taken out of my basket and put back. Then the person showed me a hillside with smaller white flowers, all white like puffy cotton. I picked those flowers instead and kept picking them and picking them, but never filled my basket. Then I woke up.”