This is the last of the 3 dreams in the summer of 2004 that changed my outlook on life. It had me looking more towards God than I ever had before. I had no choice but to look to Him, after the symbols reflected in this.
Just today I was reading Revelation 15 and found some striking similarities in what I saw in this dream and the feelings associated with this dream also share a common theme.
Iím standing at the top of steps on a stage in front of a crowd,
The seats arenít individual ones, they are connected like rows in a church.
The people are listening attentively to me as I speak.
As I finish speaking they stand up and applaud.
I see them moving towards me.
Then something unimaginable happens.
There is an explosion and it comes from directly under my feet.
It all happens in slow motion,
I see the flames pass right before my eyes.
The flames nor the heat hurt me.
The fire passes through me like a gentle breeze
Just like the blast wave mentioned in dream two.
Again, I feel my hair lift up as it passes through me
And just like in the other dream when it lands on my shoulder
Iím looking at myself standing there.
This time after the fire passed through me,
Iím wearing a white robe that covers my entire body, even my feet.
There is a gold belt that is hanging over my right shoulder
Going across my chest and under my left arm.
My hair and everything about me changed.
My hair became light brown, almost red in color.
I was shining like a light.
Again, a quick glimpse is all I caught of myself
Before Iím looking back from behind my eyes
And I see the area where the people who were approaching me is all charred and burned.
The roof of the building is still falling all around me but nothing hits or lands on me.
I begin walking forward towards where the rows once were and I find a charred doll
On the floor.
I kneel down to pick up the doll.
As I kneel, I begin crying and praying for I am overcome by the feeling of innocence lost.
Innocence that didnít have to be taken away.
Then my focus turns to the back of the building where I see her.
I see a woman standing in the back of the seating area by the entrance doors.
Sheís dressed beautifully.
A white hat adorns her head with a veil over her face.
Her shoes are high heels and white as well.
All matching the long white dress with black pokadots that she has on.
Sheís standing there with eyes wide open and her jaw is dropped.
She has the look of shock and disbelief on her face.
As I begin standing, I see her run.
Her disbelief turns into terror as if sheís running for her life.
When I stand completely up, all the love that once filled me is replaced by anger.
It is an anger so great that feeds an overpowering feeling of war.
It tells me that this is a war unlike any other that you can see in my eyes.
Again, Father, what does this mean?
Parts of me are fearful, Father, for the things that I have seen,
But upon You every night, I rest my head and lean.
For I know, no matter where I go, or what I may see