dream I found myself face down on a sandy hill; I opened my
eyes and felt as if I was beginning to slide down the hill,
so I got scared and yelled, "Jesus, save me!"
I felt a hand holding me up; suddenly I felt safe. I looked
at this place and realized I was on a hill in a valley. The
valley was the most beautiful, rich green, and in the distance
I saw a light (I thought it was the sun); the light was very
bright but it did not hurt to look at it. It was white with
a golden hue, and it felt as if warmth and love emanated from
it seems crazy to say this about a light, but it really felt
as if the light had a "personality"; it was alive. And then
I looked down and saw a river that I shall never, ever forget.
The river was so clear; it seemed to have a life of its own,
and I kept looking at it, fascinated because of what was in
there. It's as if the water was filled with millions of little
sparkling lights; that river was "alive"! It was living, there
was life in it!
woke up. I wanted to see that place again; I wanted to go
back there, stay there; I wanted to experience that total
warmth, safety, love and sense of acceptance I had just experienced;
but that was not to be. I thought a lot about this dream -
was I granted a tiny glimpse of the afterlife? Was that river
what some call the "river of Life"?
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Posted July 15, 2012