Saturday, February 9, 2008

God Spoke

This is not a dream of mine. It was a dream I stumbled upon on another website. It's powerful and vivid.

I had this dream about 15 years ago and only told a few people about it since. Wanting some sort of explanation for this dream, most of the people I told were very religious. The dream:

It starts out during or after the Rapture. The world is burned. All buildings and structures have fallen into piles of fiery rubble. The sky is black. There is no sun anymore. The only light that exists is from the fire that is left behind in the streets. All followers of Christ have been taken into Heaven. All except for a few. For some reason, some people that were to enter Heaven did not make it. Even a close friend of mine's family were left behind. And they are deeply commited Catholics. Satan supposedly had something to do with this. And, of course, I was left behind. Not being the religious person I was supposed to be ruined my chances for entrance into Heaven. But for some reason I had this feeling that I was charged with this mission to find all of God's lost people. And doing so, would prove to God that I had some sort of commitment to Him and to myself to finish such a task.

So, there I am wandering through burned out cities collecting people as I go. Eventually, I found all of the people on my "list"...except one. (Flashback: Well before the Rapture began, my friends little cousin went missing. A little girl about 9 years old. Well.....she was on my list.) Then we came to a clearing in all of the ruin. As we walked out of the ruin into the clearing a stage came into sight. We walked toward the stage then my friends sister let out a blood curdling scream. I turned around and looked at her. She was staring at the stage, screaming, and crying. I turned back to the stage to see a little girl standing in the center of the stage wearing a white nightgown. Her face had been burned until black and slashed. I couldnt see a face anymore. It was her. My last person.

To the right of the stage stood seven figures dressed in judges robes and carrying very large, old books. Their faces looked like the old devil depiction. Goatee, tiny horns, thin curly mustache. It was Satans Council. They were mumbling in some odd language reading from their books. They had some sort of spell working on the little girl. I stood there thinking, "How in the hell am I supposed to go up against the Devil? She is my last person! God would'nt expect me to beat the Devil....would He?" Just then the curtains on the stage began to draw back. And a large movie screen started to light up. Clouds started to form on the screen. Then the clouds slowly moved around to almost make...a face??...It was God. Then He spoke. It was one syllable. You could'nt hear anything else at that time. Just his voice. It was the loudest sound I have ever heard, but didnt hurt my ears. It seemed that a wave hit all of us at once, but didnt knock us back. The sound went through everyone. When God was finished speaking, Satans Council had stopped their mumbling and were staring up at God in fear. Then they hurried away out of sight. Then the clouds moved around a little more and settled into regular looking clouds. It was'nt said to me, but I got the feeling that God knew that I could'nt beat the Devil. He just wanted to see me get to that last point. Then I woke up. I get goose bumps everytime I think about that dream. I'll never forget it.


Secret Rapture said...

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Anonymous said...

Haha.. yeah. Secret Rapture.. that is complete bullshit. There is no secret rapture.