Amazing Dream

I dreamt people were pawns in a war, each side gaining ground the more people it owned. One little person was counted on the enemy's side, but it knew it belonged on the right side. It took it's registration sheet with its numbers and escaped, through much toil. And in the end, (the little person now becoming me), I walked into the transformation station, and underwent sort of an assembly line change and found peace right towards the end. I walked out the two double doors into the most beautiful scene I could ever imagine. We were up on top of a hill, covered with beautiful trees, overlooking the clearest lake I have ever seen. And I ran right straight into the arms of God, the Father. I jumped up and hugged him like a small child with ever inch of my being snuggling into his embrace. I have never felt so at home, peaceful, welcome, and plain joyful. I remembered thinking how much I love Ryan's embrace, and this was a billion times better. The warmth was all-encompassing. I looked, and through the double doors that I came began to come other friends and people that I knew from long ago. As each person came out and took sight of the heaven they had finally reached, all us there before (if only moments before) began to cheer and clap and make sounds of delight and amazement at how some of these people found this place. It was amazing. Friends from high school walked through and the amazement and awe I felt at their salvation was overwhelming. I saw a white plane waiting to take us further up and further in, I suppose, but then somebody walked through the doors with skepticism. He had reached the redemption, but was not happy with it. He was talking about how he met someone at a party and would rather go hang out with him (apparently gay). He was upset his life had taken him here when just minutes ago, he was happy. All of the sudden, Satan came out from around the side of the building and offered to fix his problem. He said he has been putting people together for ages, and helping this guy is the type of thing he called "the oldest thing in the book." The skeptic walked around the corner and back through the transformation process, I assume, back to earth and hell where his life was now owned by the enemy.

That was my dream. Though the end is evil, it is real. And that hug I received from God, that was amazing, and I cannot wait.