I was younge and wild with not a good influence one in my life... I knew nothing of God really except that their was one...I was 14 and looking up at the stars in the back of my mothers car and I prayed to God while feeling completly void of any worth, I said "God if I can do anything right I pray I just make it to heaven" Well I must of said something right because the next thing I remember I had a dream or vision of Jesus returning from the East with fire all around and in His eye was fire as well... It was pitch black and all you could see was Him. He was starring directly at me and I was overcome with a holy reverent fear that no feeling I've ever felt compared. I was standing in a graveyard.... The one beside my grandmothers house. Here is the weird thing. I was standing on the bottom of the hill in this graveyard full of gravestones but at that time the gravestones were no where close to the hill Im speaking of. I ran from this dream for a couple of years because it freaked me out. But God laid a path before me that lead me to Him. I dedicated my life to Jesus Christ when I was 17 years old. I am currently 29 and God is still little by little unfolding the interpretation of this dream for my understanding. Now that I know the word of God I know that in my dream/vision I was dead and God has shown me that I will have my part in the first resurrection. I also know that there is no rapture, there is only the second coming of Jesus where the dead in Christ shall rise first and all who remain shall be caught up and forever we shall be with the Lord. Today the gravestones are making their way down the hill and everytime I drive by I am reminded that the time is at hand..... I know that I will give my Life for the cause of Christ and my heart is prepared....
