He shall be a Knight for Me

Visions of Baby Richard beginning September 26, 1994

We were in the hospital going through one of the worse experiences a mother can possibly have to face. I was in labor to give birth, yet had been shown on the monitors that our baby was no longer alive. There would be no joy when this baby was born for he was already gone.

How could I live through this? Yet at the moment he was delivered, Don leaned over me to shield me and the Lord filled me with his joy and laughter. To the doctors and nurses amazement I began to laugh.

We had spoken in the hours previous and wanted to give our baby a name. Don wanted him to have his middle name and then suggested how about Johnathan for his middle name. So we agreed, our son would be named Richard Johnathan.

When the doctors and nurses left us alone in the room, I saw into the spirit realm and two angels came and carried our newborn baby up into heaven and presented him to the Father. And the Lord cradled him in his arms and turned around on his throne holding our son for all within the courtroom to see and he said, "Here is my son, Richard Johnathan, and he shall be a knight for Me."

When I was in the hospital our pastor's wife asked me if there was anyone in the family over there would could mother and take care of him. Although several of my grandmothers had gone on before, they were both bitter old women and I wanted one who was sweet natured and close to the Lord to raise my little boy. After she and pastor left the room I turned my head on the pillow and whispered to the Lord, "If it is possible, could you please give him to Kathryn to hold and to raise for me, because she never had any babies."

A week later when I was home from the hospital one night the Lord allowed me again to see an angel in the form of Kathryn in her long flowing dress. She was holding our baby cradled in her left shoulder as she strode through the room and she was so happy. Our little ones are mothered and taken care of.

A month after Baby Richard went to be with the Lord, Lindsey Roberts came and ministered in our church. Afterwards, our pastor's wife had me meet her in the ready room for prayer. And as I was falling to the ground being slain in the spirit I saw him, again. He spoke to me and said, "Mommy, why are you crying. I'm living in the fullness of joy." So I knew that he is very happy there.

From time to time the Lord has allowed us to see our son growing up in heaven. Each sighting has brought grateful tears to my eyes.

Two years ago, Donnie our firstborn son, was given this chance as he was standing in line to be prayed for by Daryl Stott from Seattle. Unknown to us, Little Don was given faith to ask of the Lord that he might see his brother in heaven. And when Daryl laid hands upon him, and Little Don was slain, as he was falling to the floor for just a few seconds the Lord allowed him to see Baby Richard. Donnie said he saw him standing there and his hair was in a bowl cut and he was holding a lance like knights use. He truly is in training to be a knight of the Lord. How precious that the Lord allowed Little Don to see this.

Bonnie Diane has seen her brother, also. Her visitation came in a dream. She said that Baby Richard was there and she got to take care of him. She asked how old he was and he held up 3 fingers for her to count. They played together. And he had curly blond hair and looked a lot like his brother Johnathan.

Now our son, Johnathan, was also praying to see his brother but he had more faith. He asked me, "Could God let my brother come down here and play with me?" I answered, "I don't know if God has ever done that." Johnathan then said, "Is that not allowed?" I smiled and said, "The Lord makes all the rules in Heaven and I'm sure if it's allowed he'll let you play with your brother."

Several years later, when John turned 9, we were in a church service and he began to cry. He had gone up for prayer and came back disappointed; he wanted to have a vision so badly of his baby brother in heaven. I told him that we're not supposed to ask God for visions. We're supposed to seek Him and his presence and then maybe sometimes when we don't expect it He'll surprise us and give us a vision. Sometimes it's when we are real sad and He gives a vision to comfort us, or maybe when we are real happy. But they are gifts from Him.

So, I held John in my arms and he cried as I prayed for Him and just told the Lord how much John loved Him and how he had a gentle spirit, and how we know that when Jesus comes back we'll see Him on a white horse and we'll love to be with Him. It might be for 10 hours, it might be for 10 days but eventually we know that He will let us see our loved ones again. Then I just prayed for him in the Spirit and rocked him back and forth in my arms as he cried. Inside my heart I was asking his angel and the Lord to please have compassion upon him.

After a while, Johnathan gave me a kiss and said, "Thank you Mom; I feel much better now." Then he got up and slid down the banister backwards and started playing tag and running around the fountain with his older brother! I went down the steps and whispered real loud, "Boys, stop that running; get your shoes back on; we need to leave now." And they were still running. "Boys!" I said through clinched teeth. "Will you stop that running and get on your shoes!"

Johnathan stops and leans over and grabs hold of a table next to him. He looks at me and says, "Mom, there's something wrong with my feet. My legs feel numb. I can't move them." And I realized he was feeling God's power! I said, "You need to lie down." So right there out by the fountain I helped him lay down on the tile floor! I told him to close his eyes and I held his hand and began praying in the Spirit.

John was trembling and he raised one of his little hands half off the floor and then he was out of it. His eyes were closed and under his eye lids I could see that they were moving back and forth like a child does when they are dreaming. I just continued to pray and hold his hand and sing softly in the Spirit. In the meantime everyone else left the church and here Johnathan is, out on the tile floor. I don't know how long it was but after some time he raised his head up a little bit and opened up his eyes and said, "Mom, I had a vision."

JOHN'S VISION OF HEAVEN & HIS LITTLE BROTHER:

"I prayed four times today that I would have a vision and when I was in the chapel I didn't get to have a vision but something happened after you were praying for me. Something shocked me and my legs went numb and I couldn't walk. I was shaking and you let me lay down on the ground and prayed for me and I got shocked again and I had a vision. I went to sleep and a minute after that's when the dream started.

I didn't know where I was; I was in another world. I started walking. I looked down at my arms and my legs and I couldn't see my body; I was invisible. And I went into this house or something like that; it was huge. And I saw this bright flashing light sitting in a chair. I couldn't see the figure who was in it because He was blurry, but he was sitting in a large chair - a nice chair with a red seat. I think it was God.

And I walked back out of the room and I went down the street to this two or three story house and there were animals outside. It was the house we always wanted. There was a golden retriever, and two cocker spaniels, and four cats all running outside the house. One of the cats was Cuddles; I saw Cuddles. I walked inside the door and there were two goldfish in a bowl inside. And then I saw a little boy who looked about 7 or 8. He had blond hair and blue eyes and I knew it was my little brother up in Heaven. And then I walked back out of the house and woke up."

What is interesting is that when John was 2 years old he used to walk around the house crying saying that he missed Cuddles - but Cuddles was a kitten we had before he was even born!

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