I wasn't very hungry but knew I should eat--made some wheat toast. As I was waiting for the toast to pop up and opening a new jar of peanut butter-- I remember saying--out loud--John, this place is so damned empty without you. As I took the lid off the jar, I saw--in the center of the yet undisturbed peanut butter--a perfect little heart.
With tears still streaming down my face I had to laugh-- leave it to my often "nutty" husband to allow our Lord to use peanut butter to Comfort me with a message of love.
Right after John's death, I received many such "messages"--I call them heavenly hugs, and "blessed assurances"--and on John's headstone I had engraved one of the Apostle Paul's most blessed assurances: LOVE NEVER FAILS.
I pray that the miners' families in Tallmansville may be blessed with the precious Comfort Jesus promises to those who mourn, and to those who believe in Him, the most blessed assurance that death is a DEFEATED foe!
About 18 months ago we buried the finest man I've ever known....my hero....my Dad.As we were at the gravesite and the priest was speaking words of comfort,a small white butterfly hovered nearby for a few seconds and then flew away.I immediately knew that that was God's way of saying "he's with Me,he's happy,he's not suffering any more".
So whether it be a note from a coal mine,a jar of peanut butter or a white butterfly,it means the same thing,IMO. I do hope that the families find peace and am happy that they know that their loved ones were thinking of them at those difficult moments and that they did not suffer.
Oh milagro....what a beautfiul message from your husband. A heart in the middle of a brand new jar of peanut butter. He loved you very much. Little things mean a lot. You will be together one day when your work on earth is finished. We never know what that work was when one of our loved ones leave but...we will someday. So, continue on with your life, smiling knowing your husband loved you so much and he knew when you opened that jar of peanut butter that you would smile. He just didn't know that it would mean so much more and would give you such comfort given the circumstances. God bless.
I believe, and I've had this experience, that your loved one somehow "speaks" to you with an assurance ... oh, say, during the first two weeks after they pass on.
God is an ever present help in our trouble.
..thanks for sharing with others.
Hope you are well.
How sweet. I know you have that heart tucked away somewhere for safe keeping. :) Sorry you lost your husband so suddenly.