In Lorelle’s dream state, an object no larger than a loaf of bread materialized before her in mid-air, steady and immovable.
It was an ornate-looking container with a hinged top lid. Its outward appearance captured Lorelle’s complete attention.
Not until she heard a voice calling out her name did Lorelle lessen her gaze upon the box.
“Dearest Lorelle – I have heard your prayers and acknowledge your humility and faith in me.” …
“Lorelle,” said God. “Kindly raise the lid of this box in front of you. Put your worries and concerns about Paddy inside, then close the lid. Doing so shows your readiness to trust in my will and timing.”
Lorelle cupped her left hand as if it were a notecard. With her right hand, she held an imaginary pen and wrote upon her left palm, requesting God to help her with her trials in communicating with Paddy. Then, Lorelle reached into the air, opened the lid to the box before her, placed her imaginary “notecard” inside it, and closed the lid—a tremendous emotional relief flooded Lorelle.