Last Saturday, in a waking dream, I saw very clearly in my mind a little girl, never seen before, who was dressed in what looked like Muslim attire. It looked like it was made of a very dark brown and black wool and covered her fully (I could only see her from the chest up) and the material was probably 1/2 inch thick. She was sitting at a 2 O’clock angle from me and sort of grinning at me. I didn’t know the attire until I described it to a nun friend of mine who immediately told me it appeared to be of the Muslim tradition. I’m attaching a photo which she found and which closely resembles what I saw (except the girls face was a little darker, probably from the sun).
Coincidently, the morning I saw the vision of this little girl (age 8 or 9?) was the same morning that either Iran or Houthi rebels launched the attack on the Saudi Arabian oil refinery. I didn’t know about that attack until the following Sunday. I was concerned all week about what might happen, and I am very pleased that President Trump did not act rashly.
So, who is this girl, and why did I see her? It was like she and I were sitting an arms length away, face to face. Her expression was kind. My initial insight was that it had something to do with the very near occasion of war with Iran, and that, perhaps, things were going to be okay since she was grinning. My other insight, and this came to me during the week which followed, is that she was a little girl desiring to become Christian, and that I could be that bridge to evangelize the children where she is located. My second insight is directly related to locutions I had years ago while at Holy Adoration before the Lord who said, “You will be my bridge…”
It is common for me to sometimes see people that I don’t know during waking dreams. I have expressed this in other blog entries. I thank God for these experiences; I love these children, too, whoever and wherever they might be.