Although we have received numerous signs from Johnathon (we received several immediately upon his death), the following is one of my most favorites.

Several months after Johnathon's ascent into Heaven, I was lying in bed trying to muster up the energy to face the day. While lying there, I asked Johnathon if he could please send me another sign that he was indeed okay. We had not received any for quite some time, and I was beginning to fear that he would not send us any more.

All of the sudden, my bedroom television turned on. Then it turned off. Then it turned back on. Then it turned back off. Becoming annoyed at this, I shoved my husband in the back and told him to stop turning the TV on and off. He informed me that he was not doing this and that I must be lying on the remote control. I said to him "Don't you think I would know if I was lying on the remote?" So then he says to me that it must be on the bed somewhere and that the signal must be reflecting off of our headboard mirror, causing the television to turn on and off repeatedly. This absolutely did not sound like a plausible explanation to me, even so, because the danged television was continuing to turn itself on and off, I searched the bed for the remote. I could not find it anywhere. After a few moments, the television stopped being a nuisance and finally stayed off. I returned to my original thoughts and again asked Johnathon to please send me a sign.

Again, the TV suddenly turned on, a few seconds later, it turned off. This went on again for several moments when my husband finally got out of bed, flipped off the light switch that powers the outlet that our television was plugged into, and then he proceeded to go and get into the shower. He no sooner closed the bathroom door when the television popped back on, then off again. I began frantically searching my bed for this danged remote, thinking that maybe it really was the culprit. While I was searching, the television picked up its pace. It went from turning itself on and off at a slow pace, to turning on and off in a rapid succession. On, off, on, off, on, off, on, off.

In the meantime, my youngest child had come into our bedroom and I asked him to help mommy find the remote! It finally dawned on me that Johnathon may be the culprit behind this display. Just as I was saying to him "Okay Johnathon, mommy finally gets it now, this is your sign to me for today", the television turned off, and stayed off. A few seconds later, Matthew came out from underneath my bed with the remote in his hand! The remote had been under my bed the entire time and in no way could have been the culprit that caused our television to keep turning on and off. Too, my husband had turned off the light switch that powers the televsion!

I've had a few people tell me that a short in the plug could cause this to happen. Hmmmmm, perhaps, but I find it difficult to believe that this was the reason. Wouldn't a short in the plug cause a continual problem? After that episode, the television never did this again. I truly believe, with all of my heart, that Johnathon used the television to send me yet another...Message From Heaven.

About 4 and a half months after my son went to heaven, I was feeling particularly sad and kind of desperate to know that he was OK.

I was visiting a bible shop to pick up some more "Welcome Home" wallet cards (it had become my habit to give them to people I met that had also lost a loved one). I was talking to the store clerk and telling her about my son and the song "I can only imagine" when I noticed a basket of stones with bible verses on them. I picked one up and didn't take much notice of it or the verse, so I placed it back in the basket. Then I heard "What does the blue one say?" inside my head (blue was Mikey's favorite color). I picked up the blue one and it said, "I sought the Lord, and He heard me, and delivered me from all of my fears. Psalm 34:4." At that very moment the song "I can only imagine" came on in the store!

Needless to say, I bought that stone! I don't know if it was an angel, God or Mikey, but I do know that it continues to bring me comfort.