I literally believe this is from God

Last night I had a dream...


The rapture occurred. I don't know how Biblically accurate my dream was but I do believe it was from the Lord, therefore I am sure it coincides with Scripture. I don't believe anything I write down will go against who God is and what He is planning.


I was in the cafeteria at school eating and I was getting milk when Kirsten Delavan starting yelling at Frank McKibben about her job. She was frustrated by how little work she was getting. She quit or something along those lines...it doesn't matter.


Following this argument Mary Paulsen was sitting with some black men in a booth. I believe it was a black woman in her roughly her late-30s, early 40s who stood and proclaimed something concerning one of the men and what he had to say.


So an older black man began to preach while still sitting down. He looked as though he was probably in his mid-late 50's. He began saying what I labeled at the time as wrong, untrue and off base. He said something along the lines of: “...I am the Prince!” and in the dream I interpreted it as him professing to be Christ returning and I didn't believe him because He didn't fit the mold of who I understood Christ to be. So I got up and walked out but it was as though I was outside in a parking lot and I could still see and hear him proclaiming. I started motioning to Mary that this guy wasn't it, and I was shaking my head mouthing the words: “Nope sorry Mary, Bulls**t. It's bulls**t.” My reasoning for saying this was because I thought I knew at least to some extent what Jesus would look like meaning he should be middle-eastern and in his 30's...right? I do not understand this element of the dream yet...it just occurred to me that Christ will descend from heaven, perhaps this man was simply quoting Scripture or proclaiming because Christ's return was about to happen.


No sooner did those words come out of my mouth the clouds began to divide! A great wind came as if I weren't far from a hurricane. I knew exactly what was happening. Christ was returning. Large ships came out of the sky and landed in the sea and began immediately to drive off.


From here on it's difficult to piece things together clearly but I will do my best.


Suddenly, as quickly as one changes the channel. Everything was different. I was back inside the cafeteria and it was as though everything that had just taken place was a dream. I remember looking around and finding Mary Paulsen.


I remember finding various people around the school. We grouped together talking, not certain of what was going on. I also remember very heavy, heavy rain outside. I wanted to text my girlfriend, Lori Nagel and make sure she was ok. Immediately I received a text back which had multiple Scriptures in a bizarre font. I wish I could remember what it said but I cannot. However, I know that it was from God and that essentially it was saying “She's with me and there is still time and hope for those who truly want to be with me to still do so.” I remember suddenly everything coming together and I was struck with fear. The rapture had in fact occurred and I was still there. I immediately said to myself, “The Left Behind books got this part right.” I immediately felt (and still feel) a tremendous sense of urgency to gather what people I could with me so that we could start preaching this message I just received.


I remember just a few people I encounter after having this realization and I remember trying to get them to take me seriously. I would ask them where loved ones were and they would say gone. Some of the people I remember still being there were: Ethan & Corey Wallis, Dr. Brad Penn, Julee Benton, Jared Amundson, Loree Vickio, Ellie Nothouse, Natalie Raboin and Kane Cotten. I remember it being strange that they were still there with me because I know now in my awaken state that they are professing Christians who would seem to have the indwelling Holy Spirit. So it's hard for me to know if their being in my dream is literal or simply a message saying that those who we might think are saved and secure are actually fooling themselves and only those who truly know The Father, Son and Holy Spirit deeply and intimately and aren't playing religious games that will be saved in the Second Coming.


I remember just constantly being in this longing to obtain the Holy Spirit and I started telling everyone who was still around that they didn't have the Holy Spirit because we were still there. If we had the Holy Spirit we would be saved and with Christ, not still on earth. Upon telling them this, they were just as puzzled as I was telling them that in the first place.


I remember waking up for real. Looking around my dorm room and thinking I want a drink of water and then fell back asleep. The same dream continued. I feel personally that it continued because God wanted me to see it and to write it down. I'm not calling it scripture, but I believe there is a message in this dream from the Lord.


In the second dream I was back in the cafeteria and I remember being fear struck (like I am right now) and I remember professing the first dream I had just had and I started pointing out people who were in my dream and describing the fear I had because of our lack of sincerity concerning Christ and the Gospel. I don't remember their response now but I do know that not long after this is was like a replay, it happened again. That split second of time, again like a changing channel occurred once more.


I awoke again with the knowledge from earlier and somehow I still had the “God text” on my phone. This time I think Billy was with me. I knew I had to preach so I went to a church. The church had quite a few people there, none of whom I recognized. The pews had been moved into a circle. I immediately tried to get everyone to hear me. I knew I needed to preach. I tried to gather everyone together to listen and although they did gather around and sit down I could not get them to be quiet. One woman in particular was being difficult. There was a counter to the right and she was trying to make coffee and would not be quiet. I kept begging and insisting she be quiet. She argued with me and somehow I mentioned the missing Holy Spirit. She snapped back with some comment about her disbelief in Christ and how she struggled with that. I immediately began to call her a rebel, fighting against what she knows to be true because of pride...


I then awoke. Where am I right now sitting on my bed in my dorm room. I graduated yesterday and this was my last night in the dorm. Having such a dream like this right after I graduate speaks deeply to my heart. I feel as though this dream was God's commission to me to preach the Word and to do so with no holding back. To have that same urgency as though it is all that matters. Things are not what they seem. Christ must be preached and I believe before I embark on any ministry or go anywhere I needed this dream to set me straight and I hope I never forget it because I have a feeling this dream is going to change my life.