Justyna

My testimony probably seems smaller than most, but it means so much to me. This late spring, I was going through some stressful moments in my personal life. I was recently postpartum, buying a house with my husband (which had its own stressors), but at the same time, getting to know Jesus again. I did this through starting to go back to church, reading the Bible, and watching The Chosen (highly recommend).

One night, as I was getting ready for bed (I was extremely emotional because of things happening in my life), I saw a bright light out of the corner of my eye through the bathroom window of my apartment. I thought to myself, “I wonder if that was an angel.”

Then I went to bed and fell asleep. I had the most VIVID dream that night. It was an angel that came to me (throne angel to be exact), to let me know to let go, and everything will be okay. That God has me and will take care of me and my family.

A month or two goes by, and I feel better. The Saturday before Father’s Day, as I was driving to a baby shower with my mom and dad, I decided to tell them. We were discussing that maybe I was finally receptive to Jesus comforting me now that I have surrendered to him. My dad really took to the conversation, and he almost felt at peace and comforted by my testimony, too.

Skip to exactly one week later, and I received the worst call ever. My mom was frantically screaming that my dad had gone down while running the boardwalk. Two days later, we said our goodbyes to him. I believe that Jesus didn’t have his angels come to me when they did because of my silly earthly stressors; instead, they came to me to provide me comfort through this transition without my dad.

I also believe they came to comfort him, too. Long story short, since then, through the worst moments of my life this year (losing my twin in my dad), I have felt and continue to feel Jesus by my side, comforting me and letting me know that my dad is good, and waiting for us to be at his side again.

But for now, I’m praising Jesus.