Tribulation Train - A Dream

This was a dream I had in 1986. 26 years ago. It was a short dream, but a very vivid dream of what I have always felt was a foretaste of the days to come. The last days.

I still remember, I can still see in my mind’s eye the train and the scenery from the dream, like a movie. It is that clear in my mind.

A Dream 1986

I was on a train with my youngest son, a little girl and my dad when he was really young, or at least a man who looked like my dad when he married my mother. (That is the best way that I can describe him, as I have never seen this man in my dream before)

My son was grown. The little girl had medium length, medium colored brown hair and brown eyes.

We were traveling at a very slow pace and it was clear to me (in the dream) that we were being transported somewhere; that we were under persecution.

I was looking out the window of the train and suddenly my oldest son came running up alongside of the train and said, “Hi Mom!”  I was so excited to see him. I said, “Oh Thank you Jesus! My son, you made it!” He answered, “Yes Mom, I am fine.” I asked him, “Where’s your brother, is he okay?” and he answered, “Yes Mom, he made it too. He’s just fine.”

I was so relieved.

Then he had to leave suddenly and quietly.

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The thing is, when I had this dream I didn’t even know the man I am married to now. Anyone who knew my father will tell you my husband is the spitting image of the man I described in the dream as being on the train with me; the man on the train who I described as looking like my dad when he was really young who married my mother. Also, I had not yet had either of my daughters, both of which have brown hair and brown eyes.

I have spoken to many other in recent years who have had dreams about being on trains in the "last days".

This is just one of my Dreams.

So tell me - Have you HAD ANY INTERESTING dreams ABOUT this? I would love to hear.

Dream of Darkness

Darkness was everywhere. It was so strange. I felt as if I had been here before. I recognized the people and the surroundings. Everything. The only difference was the darkness; and with the darkness there was a  dank chill in the air. Strangely enough the people were bustling about. Going to and fro like a normal day. We were in a downtown market place. In the city. There was chatter among everyone. What you would expect to hear except the sound had a deep timber to it. The peoples heads were hung low. There seemed to be a visible oppression hanging over them like a fog.

I was there among them in the market place, though they did not see me. Yet at the same time as I made my way through the crowd, each person moved out of the way for me as if they were compelled to do so. They moved completely out of my way. So much so that I couldn't speak to them or even get a good look at them to get their attention. I tried. I wanted so badly to reach out to them. I felt so badly for them. Everyone was so sad. I could feel their loneliness, their pain, their suffering. It was so very dark. More so than night time. Different even than night time. Almost as if there was an opaque, black, blanket of demonic fog or haze that had settled in around the city market place.

I tried for a while to reach out to the people. Then I just stood and watched and cried.

As Jesus spoke to me,

"Be the light you were meant to be. Shine for me. Let me shine through you. Come walk with me and let  my Holy Spirit have full control. See Great and marvelous things. The glorious mysteries of  my kingdom. You, you, are what I desire. I gave myself for you. I gave myself for them. Do you love me ? I love you. Walk with me. Take my hand and walk with me to the true promised land. See the glory of the God all around. Share what I have given you....with those in darkness. I love you ....love them for me."

Singing in the Caves

Singing in the Caves
A Dream

I was in an under ground prison. It was a cave with bars to keep us in. It was cold, dark and wet.  I was with many other people. There was great sadness and much sorrow. It was a prison for those who believed on the name of the Lord Jesus Christ.  Although everyone that was in there had been put in prison for there boldness in preaching the gospel of Jesus Christ. Their spirits had begun to grow weary after being imprisoned in such harsh conditions for so long. Discouragement had begun to set in and people began to speak words of despair. I began to pray and the Spirit of the Lord came upon me. My prayers soon turned into "new songs" of hope. I began to prophesy  "in song" - words of encouragement from the throne of God the Father.  I began to share the Father’s heart through my songs.

This was one of the songs I sang...

The Friend You've Wanted and The Friend You Need    

    

I often wonder how I might be.

The friend you've wanted and the friend you need.

How I might share your worries and your fears.

How I might wipe away your tears.

Tell me.

Where do you go, when you're feeling oh so low?

Who do you turn to, when there's no place left to go?

When the ones who you love, seem so far away,

These are the times, I long to hear you say.

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"Where are you?  Where are you, friend that I knew?

I need you.  I need you to help me make it through.

Where are you?  Where are you, friend that I love?

Come right now.  See me through.  Send your love from above."

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You'll never know just what it means to me,

To walk and talk just you and me;

To share your joys and your miseries,

Have you forgotten, that I died for these?

So ~

Child, come to me when you're feeling oh so low.

Child, turn to me when there's no place left to go.

When the ones who you love, seem so far away,

Child, I'm right here, by your side, here to stay.

Go ahead. Call for me.

Child I'm right here.

Go ahead. And you'll see,

How happy you can be,

How happy we will be.

Copyright January 2001All rights reserved

     By: Amy Colleen (song)


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