August 9, 2016 I had an odd dream. I had forgotten it until I saw a post that morning on Facebook of a picture of a cassette.
In the dream I was holding one in my hand and there were more before me. Each one was wrapped very neatly in gift/wrapping paper. I was to open each, one at a time. I knew what they were even though they were wrapped. I haven’t seen a cassette in many years.
James 1:17 Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights with whom there is no variation or shadow due to change.
While going through things after Pats mom passed away last year, guess what I found! Cassettes with her parents and other family member’s talking on them. She had no idea they had. That was the gifts!