Jasmine's Place Issue No. 19 - September/October 2017 - Page 46

On the drive home I began to think of all kinds of things, none of which jumped out to me with clarity. “Oh please heavenly Father, I want to bring her what she needs. I’m at my wit’s end and need Your hands of grace and Your wisdom in solving this mystery. What does “red” mean my Lord? Nodding emphatically she smiled once again, before repeating, “red.” “Is red a pet you’ve left behind perhaps?” Her head shake was a definite no. “A favorite dress or item at home?” Again, a head shake indicating no. jumped out to me with clarity. “Oh please heavenly Father, I want to bring her what she needs. I’m at my wit’s end and need Your hands of grace and Your wisdom in solving this mystery. What does “red” mean my Lord? What should I do to figure this out? It clearly means something to Mrs. Beckman. What does it mean Father? Guide me in Jesus’ name, Amen. “Red.” I could see visible tears when she repeated red. I grabbed her hand and whispered, “I promise I’ll figure it out Mrs. Beckman. However, for now, I have to go home for the evening. I'll be back tomorrow…in the meantime, I’ll pray for God to help me with this.” She began to nod quickly before kissing my hand. On the drive home I began to think of all kinds of things, none of which 46 JASMINE'S PLACE After dinner, I kissed my husband goodnight and went to relax in our bedroom. In the solitude of the room I picked up my King James Bible and read a passage from Matthew 28:20 “…teaching them to observe all things whatsoever I have commanded you: and, lo, I am with you always, even unto the end of the world. Amen.” It truly hit me like a ton of bricks! “Sweetheart…I believe I know what Mrs. Beckman wants!” “Where are you going?”