Relational Devotion #29 [the dream]

Hi, Everyone.
Thank you for not being too annoyed at me yesterday, when I cut off the devotional story at a crucial point. While it was not intentional (i.e., not planned), I realized later that I used to do that intentionally, when I was a high school English teacher. My kidlets reacted the same way. It was fun. :)
Prior to reading today's devotion, it's imperative that if you did not read yesterday's scripture and comments (Relational Devotion #28), you do so before reading today's. Otherwise, you'll be lost or confused. You can find that devotion on my Profile blog or on the Christianity forum (see link in my signature line).

Relational Devotion #29 [the dream]

Please read John 20:11-16 [NIV] and the beginning of the story, from Relational Devotion #28, posted yesterday. This can be easily found on my profile blog or on the Christianity forum (see link in my signature line, below quote).

     I seldom dream, because I seldom sleep long enough to enter REM sleep, so whenever I dream, it's a big deal to me. To dream such a vivid dream, as detailed below, was very exciting. It's a dream I will never forget.
     My dream began, and my first realization was that I was inside a dark cave. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I began to scan the cave visually. Just a few feet away from me, there was a body, wrapped in a long linen cloth. While I could not see the features of the man, I just seemed to know that it was a man, and I soon realized that it must be Jesus.
     Even though I wanted to find out for sure if the body was, indeed, that of Jesus, I backed up a few steps, and that's when I began to hear a strange sound. It was a sound similar to a very large church audience, all turning pages of their Bible at once, the sound far away and soft, but gradually coming closer and louder.
     All of a sudden, light flooded the cave. I turned my head toward the opening to the cave, because the light was so bright. When my eyes adjusted to the brightness, I turned back to the place where the body lay, and I felt that I had stopped breathing. I did not want to make a sound, afraid I'd wake up from this dream, for standing before me were two angels, one at the head of Jesus and one at His feet, facing one another, but looking down at Jesus with a look of great love and awe.
     The angels were so big, men so strong and commanding. The light emanated from each of them, and in the light were flecks of gold. They did not acknowledge my presence. I began to wonder if I were the unseen presence, and I remember thinking how odd that would be, if it were true. I did not move. I tried to still my thoughts, even, for fear that the angels would notice me and disappear.
     It was at that moment that I heard another sound, a sound similar to distant thunder, a rumbling in the distance that seemed to grow louder. It wasn't thunder, I realized, and as I tried to decipher the sound, movement from the angels caught my eye. I watched as they lifted their enormous wings, and in one fluid movement, exactly synchronized, their wings went out and up and over the body of Jesus, the tips of their wings meeting the middle, touching.
     My eyes grew wide, and I had a realization. What I was witnessing was a living Ark of the Covenant, and Jesus was the Mercy Seat. While I wanted to give attention to the worship welling up in me, I was distracted, for the sound of thunder I had been hearing became louder, and I realized it was not a natural sound. It was the voice of anger, and it was coming closer.
     I turned my head toward the open entrance to the cave, and it was then that I realized that the sound I was hearing was from Satan, moving from burial cave to cave, looking for the body of Jesus, and his anger was increasing because he could not find Him. I wish I could convey to you that sound, like an army of marching boots and rumbling rants of rage. Satan was looking for the body of Jesus because he knew if he could find the body, he could take it away and there would be no Resurrection. [To Be Continued]

Blessings,
Mary

Ok missy I'll be checking in for the next installment.So far it's fascinating!!!

Hello, Friend.
I woke up early, to finish "the next installment." I'm going back to sleep (hopefully), but I'll post it at the normal time. :)  This would not be a good time for the Lord to call me Home, would it. haha 
Blessings,
Mary