Oct 2019 - I had a dream that I was in my Mom's backyard climbing to the top of a ladder with a backpack, a harness attachment for a military plane that would fly by and hook to the attachment. It then lifted me up to the sky with me skydiving and landing below to the same spot as the ladder. I did it 18/19 times. I climbed the ladder one more time, but all the rungs broke. I slipped down but landed on my feet.
I looked around and then up to the sky and saw what seemed to be the front of a pegasus manifesting and tearing from nowhere into the blue sky. I kept looking and saw some winged creatures connected to the pegasus and a harness attached to a chariot. The man on the chariot looked like a warrior with silver hair and a golden lined robe that was used in ancient times for battle clothing; His skin was bronze.
He landed His chariot with the winged creatures near me. He began walking slowly towards me with his eyes to the floor. He was taller than me, about 5 foot 9 inches to 6 feet. He walked like the way a true warrior with total and utter confidence walks towards somebody. He got closer, and I leaned forward and bent down so that I can look Him in the eyes. He then looked up and aggressively met his eyes with mine. He had fire for eyes.
I looked deep into His eyes and started floating into His right eye. All I saw within was space with stars as the background, and in the forefront, the Earth engulfed in fire. I pulled back and was again standing in front of Him. He made a facial gesture that was of disappointment, hurt, and anger.
He began aggressively walking back towards His chariot with the winged creatures standing by. He looked up to the sky and said, "I don't know why you talk with him. He's my enemy." The sky gave a motherly reply back but was a telepathic reply with no words, just an intuitive feeling. I noticed how young He is, even though His hair was a white silver.
As He walked off, I said, "He's a young God." I noticed him slightly turning back to acknowledge that He heard me from the corner of His eye. His gesture also showed Love and Kindness.
I woke up with the true Fear of the Lord. It is a powerful fear, not filled with dread but mixed with Love, purity, and the Holy Spirit. I thought that dream was about me, but it was about my Mom. She was very close to Jesus.
In 2012 she had a triple bypass. In 2014 she had gotten a stroke for not taking care of herself. I thought she was going to recover within six months. She didn't. I was resentful and became mean to her for not taking care of her body. I started visiting and talking to her less and less. She passed on 10 Dec 2019. It was nine days after her birthday on 1 Dec 2019.
These past 18/19 years, I started getting more of an education and became very worldly. I let it get me farther from my relationship with Jesus. I had some stressful events and major losses in my life. It took a shot at my belief system. I started believing more and more that God didn't care. I thought I was never going to be happy and might as well try to get rich. I started to become agnostic. This dream changed all that.
If you read this; Thank you for spending your time. God bless you in Jesus's name.
Marcel: United States