Woke up early, im glad to be awake. I think i just had, the most powerful dream i ever had.
First off, i was dreaming i was going to leave my job to be a nanny. So i was looking for the number of the woman i would nanny for. I would pick up a note pad, and then the number on the pad would disappear. I realized in dreaming, even then, i was experiencing psychosis.
Then i called on Jesus. People were coming at me. I knew they were part of the episode. I fight them. I tell Jesus to make them stop. Then, i am like, worried that when im throwing around these people, that they could be my kids in psychosis. So i stop hurting them. I say The Lord's Prayer. Trying to get it to stop. Then, the madness just keeps coming. I keep trying to wake up. Then i finally tell him, 'ok ill tell the world!' and say ill tell the world about him.
Then peace. Then the sliding glass door opens in the back. I see people coming out of their apartments with light around their heads. I realize its like a revival. Like The Holy Spirit has come over the whole place, i start saying The Lord's Prayer and Jesus is Lord on the balcony. Then, i realize he wants me to write. Testify i guess. So i promise him i will. Just please make madness stop. At a point, my mother enters the room. I am holding her face. I say yes, you are my mother but go i case i get c onfused.
I finally wake up and am free. But now i am understanding this urgency Christians have. And while many are shits, perhaps a good chunk arent so bad. This dream felt so vivid. I know it was the real Jesus. All changed when i said id tell the world.
I know being known is what He wants.
