Kenny

I'm home. I feel like I've been gone for months. It was 10 days. We've been on a whirlwind trip to Colorado, New Mexico and Arizona mostly visiting relatives. My brother, Kenny, died on Friday, June 13. He was in Phoenix. I was in Colorado. He was surrounded by his family. I was with my mom and dad. It was all exactly as it should be. My two other brothers were there with him. They say he died very peacefully in his sleep. For that I am grateful. He had COPD (emphysema). It could have been a terrible way to die but God is good.

I've been amazingly okay with all this. Either that or I'm numb. I choose to think I'm okay. And this is why. About two months ago at Soaking I had the most amazing experience involving Kenny. I cannot remember what the prompt was that got me thinking about him but there he was - prominently highlighted in my mind and heart. I asked God how to pray for him and I got some very specific instructions. This is what I heard: "Wrap him up in a blanket of forgiveness. Kiss him gently on the forehead. Tell him you love him no matter what." So I did. Then I went home and wrote him an email telling him exactly what I had experienced. Right here I'd like to insert that this was highly unusual. I cannot remember the last time I had spoken to or seen Kenny. Although at my mom's this last week I found a picture of he and I together 10 years ago (which I will post as soon as I get it scanned in). In order to email him I had to track down an email address through myspace connections. Anyway, this is the response I received:

"That's enough of me, now this experience you had at your friend's home dosen't seem odd to me at all, remember your dealing with "the Great Spirit" ( as the first americans called him), anything is possible.
A lot of people, friends, and family have been praying for me, so he decided to let me hang out here a while longer.
Here's the way I see it, every living thing on this earth has a spirit, we start off as a spirit, he puts that spirit into a human body and sends out on a journey on this earth to see what we're made of. He put before us obsticles, mountains to climb and valleys to enjoy along with other tests and at the end of the journey, he looks us over to see how we ended up. Now I sure have'nt ended up rich and famous, and I sure have'nt ended with all of the toys, but I truly feel that is'nt what he wanted us to do. Anyway, at the end of the journey our body dies and the spirit goes back to him. I also feel everyone was put here to do something and I may not have done my job yet, that's why I'm still around. Enough of that.

I really enjoyed hearing from you, and of your unique experience, but I'm tired now, it's time for my nap.
Love you sis, bye bye."

And that is why I am okay. We had said goodbye.