I've been having a lot of dreams latley, one every night. I woke up crying from this dream:
I dreamed that I was standing at the gate to heaven, my dad was next to me. Instead of a huge gate like I had always imagined, there was white carpeted staircase in the second floor of a house leading down. Next to the stairs to Heaven were a set of stairs leading down to Hell. I, curiously, snuck down the stairs to take a peak at Hell, there was no fire, it wasn't dark or hot, everything was just red. God came up the stairs and asked me that question I'd always expected him to ask when I face him, why did I think I should enter heaven. When he said that, my mind went blank, but I finally got out "I've always been faithful."
God walked all the way up the staricase and got out a green towel from a closet. He said that they'd run out of robes, so I'd have to wear this for a while, then I went down the stairs. After this my dad never appeared in the dream again.
At first I saw what I'd expected heaven to look like, a Garden of Eden type thing. But this only lasted for a few yards, then I came to something that looked like a huge choir room. When I thought of heaven, the first thing I imagined myself doing is running to God's throne to see him, but instead I looked around to see which of my friends and family were there. (God's throne wasn't even there, a lot of things that the Bible said would be in Heaven was missing in the dream). No one that I knew was a Christian was there, and a lot of the people I knew who weren't Christians were, save my best friend, who is a Christian, she was there. My grandparents or anyone else from my church didn't seem to be in Heaven.
I didn't get worried about this because I thought that I had simply died and that the other people I knew had not yet, but my old youth pastor, another Christian who was in the dream, told me that I had not died, the rapture had taken place. I looked once again for my mom (not a Christian), she seemed to be the only one I got upset over being absent, and didn't find her. Then I started to cry because I knew that since it was the rapture, if my mom wasn't there now she would never be in Heaven.
I know that you're not supposed to cry in Heaven, that's what made this dream strange. A few other things that were supposed to be in Heaven were not, and a few things that weren't supposed to be were, my friend had a cold or something, you're not supposed to get sick in Heaven either, and a few people were in wheelchairs.
I'm aware that Heaven will be much better than the dream I've had, but this dream gave me a horrible feeling, I woke up bawling. Throughout the whle dream I actually wished I was in Hell, at least my mom and the people I knew were.
I dreamed that I was standing at the gate to heaven, my dad was next to me. Instead of a huge gate like I had always imagined, there was white carpeted staircase in the second floor of a house leading down. Next to the stairs to Heaven were a set of stairs leading down to Hell. I, curiously, snuck down the stairs to take a peak at Hell, there was no fire, it wasn't dark or hot, everything was just red. God came up the stairs and asked me that question I'd always expected him to ask when I face him, why did I think I should enter heaven. When he said that, my mind went blank, but I finally got out "I've always been faithful."
God walked all the way up the staricase and got out a green towel from a closet. He said that they'd run out of robes, so I'd have to wear this for a while, then I went down the stairs. After this my dad never appeared in the dream again.
At first I saw what I'd expected heaven to look like, a Garden of Eden type thing. But this only lasted for a few yards, then I came to something that looked like a huge choir room. When I thought of heaven, the first thing I imagined myself doing is running to God's throne to see him, but instead I looked around to see which of my friends and family were there. (God's throne wasn't even there, a lot of things that the Bible said would be in Heaven was missing in the dream). No one that I knew was a Christian was there, and a lot of the people I knew who weren't Christians were, save my best friend, who is a Christian, she was there. My grandparents or anyone else from my church didn't seem to be in Heaven.
I didn't get worried about this because I thought that I had simply died and that the other people I knew had not yet, but my old youth pastor, another Christian who was in the dream, told me that I had not died, the rapture had taken place. I looked once again for my mom (not a Christian), she seemed to be the only one I got upset over being absent, and didn't find her. Then I started to cry because I knew that since it was the rapture, if my mom wasn't there now she would never be in Heaven.
I know that you're not supposed to cry in Heaven, that's what made this dream strange. A few other things that were supposed to be in Heaven were not, and a few things that weren't supposed to be were, my friend had a cold or something, you're not supposed to get sick in Heaven either, and a few people were in wheelchairs.
I'm aware that Heaven will be much better than the dream I've had, but this dream gave me a horrible feeling, I woke up bawling. Throughout the whle dream I actually wished I was in Hell, at least my mom and the people I knew were.
