I was sitting in bed Friday night in a warm, blanket-covered bed, when suddenly I felt a cold surge along with complete terror run through my body. Pure, undisguised, reasonless fear. I felt that I needed to pray, so I began. As I spoke I could feel the warmth creeping back into my body. Then I was struck with an image I will not easily forget...
I saw Jesus hanging on the cross, seconds before he gave up his life. As he let out his final breath, all the blood he had spilled gathered into two streams and shot into the air. The cloudy sky turned red, and it began to rain blood. As it fell, it landed on the surrounding crowd. When it hit some people, it instantly burst into flames. Others were covered in a shining, silver-gold substance and began to rise. Many of them tried to take things of the world with them, and they fell in flames...
This was really powerful to me, and I hope it touches you.
If you want me to explain something just post here & I'll try.
I saw Jesus hanging on the cross, seconds before he gave up his life. As he let out his final breath, all the blood he had spilled gathered into two streams and shot into the air. The cloudy sky turned red, and it began to rain blood. As it fell, it landed on the surrounding crowd. When it hit some people, it instantly burst into flames. Others were covered in a shining, silver-gold substance and began to rise. Many of them tried to take things of the world with them, and they fell in flames...
This was really powerful to me, and I hope it touches you.
If you want me to explain something just post here & I'll try.