I am presently using Joyce Rupp's wonderful book resource: Open the Door. In one of the daily reflections in this book, it was suggested that one stand at a door and knock. The door was to be opened by Christ or some other divinity. To my amazement upon knocking on the door, it was opened by my mother! (My mother died in 1973.) Upon opening the door, my mother stood in front of me welcoming me. She was young and gave me her radiant smile. Her hair was dark brown and pulled back as she often wore it. She was wearing a colorful apron. She invited me to come in and join her in the kitchen. On the table was a pie and some tea. During this experience I was a third party - standing nearby and observing my mother talk to me. I don't know what she said but I had a sense that she was affirming and supporting me in my life. This experience stayed with me for many days. Thanks.

Open The Door, by Joyce Rupp