I'd decided to skip lunch as I headed home from church this past Sunday and just grab a V8 at the convenience store. Sitting at the computer this past winter has expanded my waist line much more than I am comfortable with.
Just as I started to pass the Tumbleweed restaurant a little voice said, " Run in and have a BBQ chicken salad." I quickly stepped on the brakes and made the turn into their parking lot. Normally I set back in the warmer section where they have the smaller more cozy booths. As it turned out that section was closed so the hostess seated me in a large booth on the other side. Immediately I noticed them; two adults with four small children seated around them.
I suspected it was grandparents treating their grandchildren. I thought of my grandchildren and wished they were having lunch with me. The man and woman sat one on each side of the booth with a child on each side of them. Apparently they were used to taking the kids out to eat. How nice it was that each child was able to set next to a grandparent and how nice for the grandparents that the children were separated so they wouldn't be able to pick at each other so easily.
The two older boys were on the right and there was a little girl and another boy on the left. My attention was drawn to the little boy on the left who was facing me; so much so that I probably made the little fellow uncomfortable but I couldn't keep from staring.
People say we all have a twin and this little boy looked just like my Troy. He was probably five or six years old and like Troy, he was constantly busy talking to his siblings and comparing his food to theirs. He was so darned cute!
As they were finishing their meal the waitress walked up to the table with only two ice cream sundays which were handed to the older boys. I figured the two younger children must not have eaten all their food and didn't deserve a sunday. My heart broke for the little boy who looked like Troy as he watched his big brother scoop up a spoonful of the ice cream. Turning his head the other way and leaning it on his left arm he laid his head down on the table so he wouldn't have to see the ice cream sunday disappear. It seemed he had been through this enough to know it wouldn't do him any good to argue and had learned self preservation.
We all finished our meals about the same time and they headed out the door in front of me. As I opened my car door tears started to sting my eyes as I watched the adorable little boy get into the burgundy SUV and disappear. I was wishing I could buy him an ice cream sunday.
Turning the key in the ignition I heard, "Don't forget to remember me" coming out of my radio. 
It was the song Carrie Underwood recorded, "Don't Forget to Remember Me." The song peaked at #2 in 2006 and has sold 370,000 copies.
Only then did I realize this meeting with the little boy who looked so much like my Troy was no coincidence at all but a visit from my son. 
Exactly two weeks before we celebrate Jesus rising from the dead on Easter Sunday my son returned to remind me that God had allowed him to rise from the dead eleven days after his passing. No other time in history have I known this to happen and I am so humbled that he allowed us to be a part of this miracle to help others here on earth. 
Here in Indiana I prayed that God would take care of my son. That he would take him home. Eleven days after Troy passed his father (who I had been divorced from for 27 years) had a vision 115 miles away in Kentucky. 
He had the strongest desire to walk outside late that evening. Stepping out the back door he immediately noticed how completely calm it was - not a leaf was moving. He walked to the corner of his house, looked up above his two trees and the weight of the world lifted off his shoulders. There, above those trees were three angels with their wings moving ever so slightly to keep them afloat. The angel's to the left and  right were faceless; the angel in the middle was our son Troy, smiling down at him just as he had been the last time they were together. Father and son locked eyes for about 20 seconds then the three angels were gone.
Perhaps they were sent to confirm a famous bible story for the world to hear again so we will know God is here; still taking care of his people.

It is the resurrection question: The book of Mark: Chapter 12; Verses 18 thru 27

Some Sadducees, who say there is no resurrection, came to Jesus and put this question to him, saying, "Teacher , Moses wrote for us, "If someone's brother dies, leaving a wife but no child, his brother must take the wife and raise up descendants for his brother," Now there were seven brothers. The first married a woman and died, leaving no descendants. So the second married her and died, leaving no descendants and the third likewise. And the seven left no descendants. Finally, the woman also died. At the resurrection (when they arise) whose wife will she be? For all seven had been married to her." Jesus said to them, "Are you not misled because you do not know the scriptures or the power of God? When they rise from the dead, they neither marry nor are given in marriage, but they are like the angels in heaven.

Although I continue to miss my son every day I feel that our family is so blessed to have been chosen by God to receive this special miracle; to know that Troy has not only risen from the dead but that he is able to be here on earth as our special angel. I believe he has been sent not only to help us but to help everyone who comes in contact with Troy's Miracles.

The book of Daniel; Chapter 3: Verse 100

How great are his signs, how mighty his wonders; his kingdom is an everlasting kingdom, and his dominion endures through all generations.

MAY GOD'S PEACE AND ANGEL'S WINGS SURROUND YOU