Dec. 16, 2017
Usually people don't remember their dreams, but I remember this dream as clear as crystal. My dream started with me wearing a short black dress inside an opened black casket. I was being carried by six men in black robes that covered them from head to toe and to where you couldn't even see their eyes. They carried me to a floating stream of white light heading towards the sky and placed my casket in it. I remember as I was slowly floating up on the stream, I began to close my eyes. When I opened them again, I found myself wearing a beautiful white dress and standing in front of, now I know this sounds stupid but, I was standing in front of a tall, opened, golden barred gate. As I began to walk through the gate , my eyes began to fill with tears of happiness. I saw my Aunt Glinda and Uncle Ronny who both died of cancer when I was four, my great Grandma Schroeder who died of old age, even my grandpa's dog Cody who I was scared of even though he was blind. They were all there all of my relatives who passed when I was a kid. Then there, standing right in front of me, with three big white chair, set behind them, was God and his beloved son Jesus. Suddenly, God began to walk towards me and with a soft smile on his face, he extended his hand. I softly took his hand and he led me to one of the white chairs. I looked over to Jesus, who was sitting in the far left chair, and saw his soft, warm smile. God then gestured me to sit in the right side chair then he, himself, sat in the center chair. And there I was, sitting on the right side of God and Jesus sitting on the left. Together, sitting side by side with God, Jesus, and my family. That is a dream I will NEVER forget.
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My Journey with God
Non-FictionThese are true stories about my experiences with God. All of these stories that I'm about to tell you are completely true because I experienced them. Also, those who are not a believer of God or christianity, please know that I will not be offended...
