Journeys To The Bright Morning Star

Standing on the dock, I awaited with a taller escort on my right, an accompanying officer. I seemed to know him. We were dressed in a splendid military officer’s uniform of a time past. Double rows of golden buttons adorned the jackets with braided gold on the lapels and epaulets. With a sense of excitement and anticipation in my spirit, I stood at attention and looked to my right and upward to a silver planet. Immediately upon my gaze, a silver crescent shaped ship propelled, without effort, from the unseen side of the planet navigated around us from behind and docked directly in front. I heard a heavenly marshaled music seemingly in anticipation of my arrival to a celestial destination, like a coming home. The ship had a helmsman who sat at rigid attention looking straight ahead. I noticed, with amazement, the perfection of order within the vessel. The curved opened hull was of the purest polished silver. I became distinctly aware that a choice was given me to board or not to board. Then with the choice given, my spirit evidently returned to my body which was “asleep” next to Jean Ruth. Upon awakening from the vision, I was struck with wonder of its meaning, but with a keen sense that I had made a spiritual decision not to leave this world. I mentioned this to no one at the time.