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Quote from: patrick jane on April 10, 2021, 08:49:17 pm

Mr E, thank you again brother for helping me and on this thread topic I recently had a series of dreams where I knew I was dreaming and was able to stay in the dream longer each time and I felt as though I had left my body. Very curious.

Hi PJ-- did you comment on a dream somewhere besides this thread, and I missed it?

E

Years ago before my dad passed, I had a dream where I found myself listening to three mentors (Drs.) who were at the hospital where I worked, two of which had recently died. Now I am not saying that they came back to speak to me but rather the Holy Spirit used their faces and the voice of one (only one spoke and only two of the faces were clear, the third person was in a cloud, identifiable yes but also still alive) to send me a message that would take 2 years to complete.

The Dr. that spoke told me to tell my father (their close friend and associate) "not to worry because everything up here was wonderful"

He then proceeded to give me a 'golden watch' and then all  of them disappeared.

I woke to a cold sweat, scaring my wife half to death. Not able to get back to sleep, I sat up all night and tried to unravel just what had happened. Needless to say it did not unravel.

For two years, I thought of this every day, re-living it, seeing it as it actually happened, the same way I am telling/seeing it here today. I told no one about this experience except my wife during this time except! 

Those two years were agony. Why would I tell my dad about a dream I had, he would think I was crazy.  The timing of telling him was a big problem. I asked myself time and time again,'When should I tell him'... For two years I put this off each day only now recognizing that GOD knew the correct time and place to tell him. It become apparent that He would also let me know when it was time to tell him.

Two years later, my father lay on his death bed at home. His wife was begging him to "let go"  for it was ok. Something brought me to the bedroom, asking her if I could speak to dad. Dad was out of it, just lingering not letting go. I walked to the other side of the bed, bent down to his ear and told him of what his friend had told me to tell him. immediately a noticeable change came over him and within two minutes he drew his last breath. There were no words between us as the last words between us had happened a couple of days before. Just the words GOD told me to tell him.

During the visitation  period prior to the funeral, I was speaking to the son of the Dr who had spoken to me in the dream. He had recently become a Dr in his own right and had come back home, although too late to work with his father at the clinic.

I told him about the dream, yet was hesitant  telling him about the 'golden watch' his father had given me. (before I go on, while we worked together, his father was a Dr. and I was not. We were friends but only through family ties between him and my father. I had never received any kind of gift from him even at Christmas.)

To continue, much to my surprise, my friend, his son told me his father had given him a golden watch one day. The fact that He still had it, said that it had value of some sort between those two..

Finally, all of my dream had worked itself out or so I thought...Six months later, the young Dr, my friend and I were talking and the subject gradually progress to the relationship of his and my fathers. He then told me that he had been an atheist and had come to a decision that there was a GOD. He had even began going to a church on Sundays. Only then I realized my dream was a message for both of us.

While I believed in Jesus at this time and relied on him to get us through these difficult, heartbreaking times, I do not feel I had been saved. Yes, my heart and mind during my youth had been changed to accept Jesus but up to then I could not say I had been saved with certainty.  My friend on the other had gone from being an atheist to believing in Jesus. I have never asked if He has been saved or not, mainly because I feel this is a deeply personal event between oneself and GOD!

Shortly after our (my friend) last conversation, I became saved out in a field on the farm one evening after thanking GOD for bringing my friend to Him and giving rest/comfort to my father in his time of need. At the time, I did not realize it but my prayers would be answered far more that I could imagine. From that DAY on, my life style changed completely ( I repented, changed the direction I was headed), to include ravenously searching out God's word in the Bible day and night, sometimes 16 hours per day. I try to be here on this forum and another every evening and still write a blog named sharing God's Word among other activities here on the farm and work. I am loving every minute of it!

I will say that I was asked by my step mother about what I had said to Dad that night all those years ago. I immediately told her the story. She passed on peacefully two years later with Jesus' name on her lips.

I apologize that this post is so long but it is hard to get what happened across to others without including some of the steps that I had to travel.

May all have a great evening watching GOD's creations chirp, tweet, growl, etc.  We all are very fortunate and Blessed by a GOD that loves us dearly.

Blade