Gorey details warning
In the past two weeks I’ve had two extremely disturbing dreams, both about the bodies of dead babies. The first one had me as a spectator in a room with two huge butcher tables with a large fat man with no shirt, covered in blood, and with the dismembered bodies of children around him and on the floor, he was holding a cleaver. I woke up in a cold sweat.
Yes I’m sure you know what I’m talking about when I said I was a spectator, that’s what it’s been like in a lot of my dreams, some I actually took part in, the others as an onlooker, like someone was saying here look, this is whats going to happen.
I don’t remember if I was scared or not, but one time I was travelling through a dark tunnel, and only when I said the Name Jesus did I immediately awaken, and my heart was beating like a train on a track.
I don’t know why but when I hear people with near death experiences talking about a tunnel, it always reminds me of the **23rd Psalm, 4: Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil; for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me. ** I’ve often wondered if this is what David was describing.
Someone advised me of the sleep disorder where we can actually die in our sleep, I don’t know if I have this sleep disorder, I was frightened in this dream, but only saying Jesus brought me back from wherever I was going.
( Was God trying to show me the power of the Name Jesus ?)
I could not help thinking about your dual Earth and the New Jerusalem.
Honestly I have no clue, but like under the ocean I was an onlooker.
Poor John Bosco was afraid to go-to sleep at night because of his dreams.
Ok almost forgot about this one, two brothers who passed away tragically one year apart from each-other, I knew them personally, one died on Christmas day, the other the following Christmas hit by a vehicle while leaving a local bar. (it’s about 7 years since the first brother passed away)
Well a few months later I dreamt about them, they were in a grey misty place, also and I don’t know why, but there was a Priest with them, he still had his collar on.
I don’t remember any conversation, they looked so sad, the priest looked sad as well.
It was a grey misty place and I only saw those three people, when I awoke I tried to think what could this all mean ?
I could have been influenced in this dream because I’ve read numerous books on Purgatory.
But one thing those books always pointed to anyone seeing this place was that they were looking for prayer, and that is what I did, even though one of them did a dirty deed to me while he was alive, but I learned to forgive him and prayed for him.
Anyway the description of the place is like you are out on a moonlit night in heavy fog and you can only see for about two yards in front of you.
Well Like I said, I knew the brothers, can’t post their names in-case someone from here recognizes them, in Irish communities here everybody knows everybody, and I don’t want to cause distress.
Although I saw the Priest in my dream, for the life of me I can’t get his face back in my head, that’s all the dreams I can recall, only God knows when the next one will be.