Dreams / Visions

A few years ago, approximately three, I began experiencing the most vivid, vibrant, and realistic dreams I had ever encountered. I distinctly recall lying in bed as my ceiling transformed into a canvas of light, color, and dynamic spiritual beings. In these moments, I witnessed both good and evil, with a profound ability to discern the difference within my spirit. I found myself suspended in a state between sleep and wakefulness, enveloped in a sense of protection and love; fear simply did not exist. As someone who thrives on abstraction, I relished the colors, movement, and endless array of characters that populated my dreams. This extraordinary experience persisted for several months.

I will share some of the most significant experiences I had during this time.

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Dream 1 - A Dream of Jesus

In a remarkable four-part dream, I had encounters that continue to resonate with me deeply.

 

Part 1

I often pray for the Lord to free me from my physical limitations, yearning for uninterrupted time in His presence—a sacred space devoid of everyday distractions or discomforts. 

One night, I awoke in mid-flight, enveloped in the comforting embrace of an unseen presence. In awe, I gazed out to see vast universes, radiant streams of light, and the awe-inspiring glory of God. I observed magnificent red clouds and expansive star fields and instantly recognized that Jesus was carrying me.

 

Overwhelmed with joy, I began proclaiming God’s glory, filled with a vitality I had never before experienced. Looking up, I saw the tranquil face of Jesus guiding me.  We landed softly in a breathtaking green meadow, drenched in light and tranquil beauty. I noticed a line of trees and a pathway threading through them. Jesus gestured for me to follow Him, inviting me to meet some of His friends. As we walked together, I followed the Creator of all things to a clearing that revealed a front yard. To my right stretched a serene expanse of grass bordered by trees, while on my left stood a house that seemed timeless, seamlessly integrated with its surroundings.

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In the yard, I spotted a short, Middle Eastern man who was clearly waiting for the Lord’s arrival, unable to conceal his excitement. He had not yet noticed me, but as I peeked from behind the Lord, his astonished expression revealed that he had just caught sight of me. Jesus introduced me as Jeffrey, emphasizing our friendship with those profound words.

A younger man soon emerged from behind the house, delighted to see the Lord. In that moment, I felt a serene purity I had never known in this life.

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Part 2

I found myself in a vast open field bathed in gentle light, accompanied by a rhythmic wind. I observed Jesus riding a horse with pure joy, His pleasure evident in the way he navigated the field. He led His horse upstream through a small creek, carefully traversing the wet, smooth stones. Without uttering a word, He conveyed His delight in the simple act of riding.

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Part 3

One of my favorite segments of the dream took us to another peaceful, humble home, blending seamlessly with its environment. We approached the front steps to what looked like a screened-in porch. A stunning woman greeted us with palpable joy and no surprise at my presence. Jesus introduced me as His friend again, and we were invited inside for lunch by a woman named Mary—who I sensed might have been Mary Magdalene. Her black hair and beauty radiated peace and joy. As we entered, this part of the dream drew to a close.

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In the months that followed, I reflected on what had transpired when we entered Mary’s house. The Lord, in various moments of reflection, revealed to me a memory from my childhood. When I was around 12 years old, I had a delightful encounter with another boy while walking home from my grandmother’s house. He welcomed me into his grandmother’s inviting home, where we shared sandwiches and drinks, eventually retreating to a serene backyard filled with trees and flowers. That tranquil afternoon remains one of my fondest memories.

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When I inquired with the Lord about our time in Mary’s house, He showed me that we had simply enjoyed each other’s company—nothing more, nothing less. I never saw that boy or his grandmother again.

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Part 4

In the final part of the dream, I found myself in a bustling city, surrounded by buildings, streets, and people. I overheard two men discussing a matter at hand, and one specifically suggested asking the Son of God for guidance. Intrigued, I stepped from a building and glimpsed Jesus walking with intention and purpose, now towering above the structures, attending to those around Him.

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I wandered to a bridge arching over a river, where I discovered a large crate filled with locks that didn’t resemble traditional locks, yet I understood what they represented. As I examined one closely, the Lord approached and asked what I was doing. I attempted a humorous retort but ultimately sensed it was inappropriate in such a sacred setting.

I had been praying for purity in my heart, wishing only to love the Lord from a place of sincerity. In response, He showed me His purity and the abundance of life and love that radiated from Him.

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             Matthew 5:8: *Blessed are the pure in heart: for they shall see God.*

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Dream 2 - An Anointing That Evil Cannot Touch

I found myself in a quaint curio shop filled with antiques and curiosities. Approaching the small counter, a bookish man emerged to offer assistance, which I graciously declined. I soon left the shop and ventured left down a gritty city street lined with abandoned buildings. Ascending a creaky, dark staircase, I entered an open doorway leading into an empty room with a large hole in the floor, emanating an eerie light. As I peered into the darkness, a monstrous, winged creature emerged and attempted to attack me.  Despite its menacing presence, fear was non-existent. Instead, I grasped the creature by the neck, resisting its attempts to bite and strangled it.

 

I suddenly found myself in a dimly lit room with a disheveled, evil demonic man slumped against the wall, cursing in anger. He repeatedly exclaimed, “I can’t touch him; he has an anointing of God on him.” 

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After leaving that building, I encountered a peculiar figure on the corner, exchanged a few words, and made my way back to the curio shop. The bookish man was outside, inquiring once more if I had found what I was looking for. My memory of this moment may be blurry, but the essence of the dream was clear: I had indeed discovered the anointing power bestowed by the Lord.

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Dream 3 - Wine and Bread

In this dream, I was transported to a serene moment, standing in front of an elderly peasant woman with a black cloth covering her head. She diligently worked at a wooden table, making bread with absolute concentration. I watched with enjoyment as she crafted a little loaf, then turned to grab a glass of wine. Placing both items on the table, she locked her gaze on mine, wordlessly holding my attention. 

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Curious, I asked for whom she had prepared the bread and wine. Her simple reply was that they were made for me, a statement that stirred my curiosity. When I asked why, she conveyed that I would need them for my journey.

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Dream 4 - Which Path to Choose

As someone who walks three to four miles daily, I appreciate the beauty of nature, especially living near Lake Superior for the past ten years. In one vision, I found myself in a serene state, walking along a path when I encountered a fork that diverged: one path to the right that felt familiar and inviting, and another to the left, more uncertain.

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Compelled by familiarity, I initially chose the right path but quickly paused, feeling a deeper urge to venture left. I surrendered to this intuition and embarked down the left path, instantly experiencing a vibrant explosion of life and color around me. I felt revitalized and liberated. Turning back, I was struck with disbelief when I noticed that the right path had turned to charred ashes, devoid of beauty and life.  It left me pondering how a seemingly normal and familiar path could reveal itself as barren and lifeless. 

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Through these experiences, I have come to understand the urgency of the spiritual times we live in, recognizing the urgency to bind our hearts to an eternity with the Lord.