Pure at Heart

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Story type: Angel
Location: Cleveland, Ohio
Source: Form Submission

Since I was about eleven years old I have been having these dreams, in which God speaks to me.

When I first started having them I really didn't know what they were about or why I was having them and they used to really scare me.

Dream 1: I am walking downtown with my mother when God appears ascending down upon us with a flock of angels. Um I think that one was the most scarry because I could feel his presence for days on end and every time the clouds moved or the wind blew I would be reminded of his greatness.

Dream 2: By the time I had dream #2 I told my mother and she simply said that I am either being bad or I need to read revelations. Reading this chapter was never alloud when I was in school and I was a little apprehensive. Read it, didn't understand it and it didn't help at all. Meanwhile I still have this strange feeling like God is trailing me wherever I go.

I could go on and on but I just want to tell of the most significant dream that I had...

I awoke, in the dream, and I was in a bedroom that was lit low by a fireplace. There were these huge pillars that were attached to the bed and there was a door to the right. Almost instantly I knew what was going on when the Lord came to the door, I mean as he approached it. It was a really spectacular feeling as a matter of fact it was almost overwhelming. I hid underneath the cover because as he got closer I fealt more and more unworthy of his presence. He sat down on the bed and told me it was okay for me to come out from under the cover and talk with him. Woah! I finally listened to him reluctantly and I had an idea that if I could see him then I could draw a picture of him later. When I came out to see him he was light that did not give off light. I mean like bright light, he was so bright he should have either burned my eyes or lit up the world. But he did not illuminate, and he had a form about him that was the shape of a man covered up with a sheet, but you couldn't see through him.

MMMkay I told my family and friends and they seems to give me the yeah right later on. So I said yeah mmkay it was just a dream. One day while I was shopping @ K-mart I purchased this video for 88 cents about haunted houses. The video was playing it's last story about some suicidal lady bla bla bla poor her, and I'm thinking to my self this is not about a haunted house, the story went on to say how the lady took an over dose of pills and went to sleep where she awoke in her dream and saw the exact same figure with the same pure unexplainable feeling that I saw. I mean down to a T. So I always wondered why me, why would the Lord chose me but one of the beattitudes says... Blessed are the pure at heart for they shall see the Lord.