Messages, Miracles, Visions, and Dreams

THE DREAM FROM GOD

Friday Night, May 21st, 1999-First Night of Christian Retreat Weekend
Well, my prayers and the prayers of the two priests and others have worked. Dennis decided to go to the retreat #115. He didn't want to go alone so I had to go with him. I glanced over to see how he was reacting and didn't know what to think. All I knew was that I was patient for so long for something to "fix" our marriage and I was at the end of my rope.

This first day of the retreat went really good. That night as I laid in my bed, I had a dream. It was one of those realistic-type dreams. Felt like everything was really happening.

In the dream, Dennis and I were riding in our truck. Dennis drove to a nearby lake that was frozen and snow covered. As we drove towards the deeper part of the lake, the ice cracked and gave way. Our truck sank slowly to the bottom of the lake. I unbuckled myself and swam over to the driver's side door of the pickup.

I opened the door and tried to unbuckle Dennis. I looked at him. He was slumped over with only a few bubbles coming out of his mouth. I tried and tried to unbuckle his seat belt but it wouldn't budge. For a short time I had to give up and swim to the surface for air.

I came back down to Dennis and tried again and again to release his seat belt. I went to the surface three times for a breath of air. Back down each time, struggling, pulling, nothing worked.

Finally, cold and exhausted I had to give up on my rescue mission. Somehow I managed to climb out of the icy water and onto the ice.

I crawled over to some snow covered frozen cattails on the side of the lake. I was shaking and crying at the same time. Tears were streaming down my face. Finally I cried, "I can't save him!" "I can't save him!" "He's dying and I can't save him!" "He has to save himself!"

Just then I sat up and at the same time cried, "No-o-o!!" I looked around and realized I was only dreaming while sleeping at this retreat center. Tears were really streaming down my face. The dream had been so real. At the same time it was a powerful message for Dennis and I.

It told me that I could only pray so much. Everyone else could pray so much too. Yet in the end, Dennis is the one that has to save himself. His soul is dying and only he can reach out and open the door to his heart. In turn living a new life in Christ, letting HIM live in his heart and at the same time saving Dennis' soul from dying.

Saturday, May 22nd, 1999
Dennis and I were on our second day at the Christian retreat. I told him about the dream I had last night. I hope he also understands the message and what he needs to do. I went to confession and felt a weight off my shoulders once again. This is the message I received today: A voice said, "Many acts may be done in one day if they are asked for through my name." "Hear my people." "Answer my call."

Friday, May 28th, 1999
This is the message I received today while at Eucharistic adoration. A voice said, "I see how you struggle to try to get the book done and I know you will." "I ask you to testify to the power of prayer to anyone who asks how your weekend went." "Not in THY time but in MY time will Dennis belong to me 100 percent." "The weekend did touch his heart deep within." "It planted seeds that need to grow." "Write your letter to Pastor Mark (that is our priest) and to testify to the power of prayer."

I thanked God for our weekend together and said, "You are an AWESOME God." Then a voice replied, "Truly there is more to come." "Go in peace to love and serve me."