Post by Logan Nickel on Aug 29, 2006 12:40:29 GMT -5
When my family lived on Christian Drive it got very hot during the summer. So my sister and I would sleep downstairs in my parent's room in sleeping bags.
School was just about to end but I was having some troubles of some kind. Most of my friends were going off to a different Middle School than I and it saddened me to know that I wouldn't see them until High School.
Anyway, I went to sleep quickly, thinking about these troubles.
I had a dream . . . At the time I was unsure if I was truely sleeping or not. In my dream I sensed something upstairs. Feeling a strange pulling sensation I headed up the stairs.
When I was halfway up the stairs I saw a light coming from my deck.
The doors to the deck were open! And something was coming through!
But for some reason this didn't bother me. I felt at peace, like nothing could possibly go wrong.
I was baptised a long time ago, and believed in God with all of my heart. But I didn't love him, I never felt the wonderful warmth of his presence.
But when four angels came from the sky into my living room I felt it. They held pikes of fire, and came in slowly. These angels did not have wings, but they flew nontheless.
Behind them was God.
As the Lord came closer I noticed two more angels behind him. He put his arm around me and sat me down on the couch. We talked together about life, school, friends, and faith.
I don't remember the specifics of our conversation, but I do remember that he assured me I would be fine without my friends.
After a time he told me that I had to go, and he and his angels left the room, leaving me in darkness. I quickly ran back to my sleeping bag and woke up instantly.
When I awoke I was in tears of joy.
I suppose it's possible that this was just a dream, my imagination gone wild. But I believe that God visited me that night, to prove to me that he was there and he loved me.
I feel that I owe him for that, and it's my job to serve in his kingdom for the rest of my days.
School was just about to end but I was having some troubles of some kind. Most of my friends were going off to a different Middle School than I and it saddened me to know that I wouldn't see them until High School.
Anyway, I went to sleep quickly, thinking about these troubles.
I had a dream . . . At the time I was unsure if I was truely sleeping or not. In my dream I sensed something upstairs. Feeling a strange pulling sensation I headed up the stairs.
When I was halfway up the stairs I saw a light coming from my deck.
The doors to the deck were open! And something was coming through!
But for some reason this didn't bother me. I felt at peace, like nothing could possibly go wrong.
I was baptised a long time ago, and believed in God with all of my heart. But I didn't love him, I never felt the wonderful warmth of his presence.
But when four angels came from the sky into my living room I felt it. They held pikes of fire, and came in slowly. These angels did not have wings, but they flew nontheless.
Behind them was God.
As the Lord came closer I noticed two more angels behind him. He put his arm around me and sat me down on the couch. We talked together about life, school, friends, and faith.
I don't remember the specifics of our conversation, but I do remember that he assured me I would be fine without my friends.
After a time he told me that I had to go, and he and his angels left the room, leaving me in darkness. I quickly ran back to my sleeping bag and woke up instantly.
When I awoke I was in tears of joy.
I suppose it's possible that this was just a dream, my imagination gone wild. But I believe that God visited me that night, to prove to me that he was there and he loved me.
I feel that I owe him for that, and it's my job to serve in his kingdom for the rest of my days.