With The Disciples!

Not too sure where I was! Not too sure what exactly I was doing! I do know however that it involved praying.

Suddenly, I was sitting on a little hill of my own, with a blanket of green grass underneath me. The hill abruptly flattened out, and it was as though I was on a carpet of beautiful soft lawn with a rustic brown frill of soil.

It started moving like the magic carpets you see in the animated genie movies. There was no one that I could see pushing or pulling the piece of earth, but it was moving. I moved into a zone away from life on earth itself, or so it seemed. I was surrounded by blankness, bright beautiful blankness.

It was then that I heard voices of men, learned men. They were deliberating about a manual, a life manual. Their voices sounded ancient but extremely wise, like elders with sensible knowhow.

I looked and did not see their faces, but, and although I could not visually identify them, something told me who they were.

I was sitting in the presence of Paul, Peter, Simon and other disciples who I am unable to name. Yes, the disciples were with me, or should I say, I was with them. I was grounded on the piece of lawn so could not move closer to them.

Their deliberation was centered on me. I was in awe; I could not believe where I was, this honour, to be with such amazing men of God. These guys knew Jesus in person. They had walked and talked and eaten with Him. These men learnt firsthand, in the flesh, from the Great Master, the Great I Am. And I was in their company, wow!

Then one of them walked over to me. It was Paul. He looked deep into my eyes and said, “This is your manual of life, from God Himself”! With that he handed me a book, turned and walked back to the others.

Once again, the green lawn carpet that I was still sitting on began to move back in the direction it came. Soon I was back in familiar earthly surroundings.

I landed back in my childhood home, on the same couch we grew up with. The sitting room was full of people, some I knew and others not. The lawn carpet was nowhere to be seen.

I had the manual in my hand, the only proof to me of where I had been.

I jumped to my feet, manual in raised hand and started shouting with uncontrollable excitement.

“Whoever does not believe in prayer is crazy. I have just been with Paul, Peter, Simon and other disciples, and they have given me this manual of life, it’s an answer to prayer. God is real, everyone needs to believe, He is real, and this manual is from Him”.

I was shouting and waving the manual in the air in my hand. I did not care if any thought I was crazy because I knew where I had been, who I was with, and what happened. It was all very clear and very real. I wanted everyone there to know that Jesus is alive and real, that they should all believe.

And then I woke up.

I had been dreaming, and all I wanted to do was to go back to that wonderful dream just so I could maybe go back to that place where the disciples were, that place which was clearly that much closer to my Lord Jesus.

After deliberating about the manual, I realized that it was the Bible, the Living Word of God, from God Himself. I am not too sure of the message I am supposed to derive from the dream, and I kind of wish there was an interpreter.

For now I will believe that God is trying to tell me that I need to soak more into His Living Word so that I can meditate more on what I am needing to do in obedience to His calling.

Acts 2:17  (NKJV)                                                                                                                                            ‘ And it shall come to pass in the last days, says God,
That I will pour out of My Spirit on all flesh;
Your sons and your daughters shall prophesy,
Your young men shall see visions,
Your old men shall dream dreams.

©Cheryl D. Robins 2011