I prayer I had about my deceased father is related to Jacob's dream.

Jacob was fleeing from his troubled life behind.
He laid his head on a stone to try to get some rest.
Angels on a ladder to heaven brought God down to earth.
When he awoke and looked around
It was just a dream but it seemed so real.

My father was at worship in my church
Even though he’d been dead for years.
I was serving communion
Which I’d never done for him.
It filled a great sweet place in my heart.
It was just a dream but it seemed so real.

Jacob began to consider this thing.
“God was in this place and I knew it not.”
His life was so lifted
He was filled with such joy.
It was just a dream but it seemed so real.

After the service we went out to eat.
We talked about all that had happened
Since he was taken from me.
The conversation was almost endless and my joy overflowed.
It was just a dream but it seemed so real.

If Jacob had rolled over and gone back to sleep
He’d have missed so much of the courage he needed
To take his long trip.
The time he took to ponder what it meant
Helped him look at the world through new eyes.
It was just a dream but it seemed so real.

I, too, could have ignored what happened that night.
I’d have missed the boosting of my life.
I might have simply filed it away
With the simple words, “that was strange!”
It was just a dream but it seemed so real.

Jacob blessed that stone pillow and named it “God’s house.”
He went on his way with a special closeness to his God.
My heart has a pillow of that special visit
It is blessed in my heart even today.
It is also God’s house and it has strengthened me on my way.
It was only a dream but it seems so real.