A Teenager's guide in walking with God

My Dream

        Last night I had this dream. It was a really confusing dream. And I have been extremely confused about this dream all day. So I thought, Hey! Why not do what any normal person would do, write it down.

        So this dream I had was about being left behind when Jesus came back for his bride. This is a thing that scares me so much, to think about it. You could just be sitting there in class one day and all the sudden random people just started to disappear. And a fear I have is that I won't be one of them. I mean I try to be a good christian. I go to church and pour my heart to God. In that moment I feel like I am a perfect child of christ. But than i would go back into society and than things will change. The world starts to leak through and I feel pressure. And than I commit sin and I feel guilty. I don't mean to commit sin, I try to live perfect, I really do! But someone does something that makes me mad or angry or they start to cuss and I feel dirty!!

        In my dream Jesus comes back and all this stuff happens, some is really creepy. I don't know if it's a message from God, but if it is, it scares me. I don't remember it all, but I remember the important parts. To start off i remember that I was with my youth group, and for some reason we were at a airport. But we were and I remember that their were 4 of my specific friends there. I won't mention the names but Lets call them M,A,P, and my brother R. We all were hanging out at this place and we were roaming around a large grassy area. Well All the sudden the ground began to shake and their was a incredibly loud rumbling noise. Typically when I am around loud and sudden noise my anxiety attacks get triggered. I started to freak out. My brother is trying to calm me down saying how it was just the airplanes. Well i wasn't having it, so I got down on the ground near this wall and started crying and praying, since that is what I usually do when I have a Panic Attack.

        I remember how all the noise stopped because I disagreed. I was no longer in that harmful place. I had been taken away. I looked around for my friends and brother and realized, some of them weren't there. It was just M, P, and I. A and my brother weren't there. I realized what that meant and my heart just broke. I looked in to their eyes and saw how they were just so bright. Like all their pain and misery was gone. They were peaceful. 

        Now I have drawn a blank on this next few parts, meaning I don't remember it. But I do remember going back down to earth to get my brother, and to see what it has become. I am sitting in a jeep with him and I look in his eyes, they were dark with pain. It was so sad to see him like that. The Earth was a mess. With fire and destruction everywhere. So many people hurt and in pain. Why did they have to go through this? Because they didn't know Jesus. 

        The one thing that confuses me is that my brother was there. He is a good christian man and a good role model. So why was he there? I don't know the answer to this, but I hope to find out. I am extremely tired as I write this. More later. Sorry for Errors, I shall fix them later. Goodnight and let God bless you.