Dreams of the Rapture

That's a nice dream!

I don't remember the rapture specifically, but I remember a dream of going to Heaven when I was a kid, maybe ten or so. I dreamed that "we all" got to Heaven, and were being shown around, all over the place--it was kind of like a much more spectacular convention center, with hallways, rooms, stairs, elevators, etc. My family and I were, as you say, "giddy with joy" and a sudden thought came to me--if this really is Heaven, I won't be able to sin any more. So in my dream, I tried to sin, and couldn't remember how to!

I've had several. In one I remember being compelled to go to this particular house in a neighborhood, along with a whole bunch of other people I didn't know. Once inside it was like the house turned into a spaceship. We each entered a room, that had a circular bed in it and a window. I remember in the dream I sat on the window ledge and it began raining , the windows were open to the elements and I got all wet, but slowly the ship and the room and window dissolved and I was left standing in a huge open field of beautiful grass and wild flowers and brilliant sunshine. It was then in the dream that I realized I had been transported into the heavenly dimension along with all these people and had just experienced the rapture. I have also had dreams where I could sense myself, leaving the earth and being lifted up in the air, those to me are the best. Just that sense of thrill knowing, "this is it"! In a moment I will see Jesus! I don't want to wake up from those.

When I was still living in Boston, USA in 2007 I had a dream that I believe is about the rapture. I was walking on a street and I think that was NYC, because there were many skyscrapers around. Then I looked at the sky and it was kind of grayish and dark. Than I saw an airplane and it was falling down from the sky. I said to myself: "Oh, It must be already the rapture, so I need to go up." I started to jump with an attempt to go up. Then after few jumps I just disappeared in a moment. And that was it. 

I have had a couple of what I would call Rapture dreams. One was pretty intense in that it involved avalanches of snow. I was up in the hills when it started to happen and ran thru houses telling people Jesus was coming. In one house the kids in there seemed to believe me. Then when I got to the valley, there were people everywhere on the street looking up at the falling piles of snow. I grabbed each person and tried to tell them or ask them if they knew Jesus. It was as if the words could not come out of my mouth. They couldnt unerstand what I was saying. But when it came to children, they knew and would look up with me. I was so frustrated at the people it woke me up.

Last night I had another dream. We were all out like in a sporting event, watching or walking around a big open stadium. Suddenly I was instructed to look up. Above me what looked like wisp of clouds turned into dials, or gears, that spun around like wheels. It was like looking at the bottom of a ufo. Right then I knew the alien demeons were revealing themselves. I panicked because I was still standing on earth. Immediately I cried out to God and Lord Jesus, screaming His name. It was like my words were muffled. I was frustrated. I was in such a state that I guess I was talking in my sleep and my husband woke me up.

I have had a third one, but can't remember its details...

I saw the documentary 'Unacknowledged" and perhaps some of the visuals in that film were related in my recent dream in what looked like ufo's. Nonetheless, pretty much everyday I am consumed by what is going on in the world and looking for His Return, looking at what others are seeing. I do love reading the Scripture references posted here by others that I had no idea could apply to the rapture or end times stuff. Example is Isaiah 26, 66, and some of Amos and some of the Psalms!

Maranatha!

How about a resurrection dream? Not the same really but I thought it was significant at the time.

One of my brothers died in '99. He was a believer and young, leaving a wife and three children. This dream was probably 8-10 years later. In the dream, my family has decided to hold another memorial service for my brother. My mom is there along with my brother's widow and his now grown children. Everyone is sad and his wife in particular just does not want to go through this again.

The coffin in wheeled out and the top removed leaving a body underneath a sheet. Then as we stand there, staring at the body, he sits up and pulls off the covering. My mother and the rest are laughing and crying. They get him seated in a chair, holding his hands, laughing and talking but I'm just standing there thinking, this doesn't look like my brother one bit. Then he turns, looks me right in the eye and says, "Connie-- it's me!"

At that point I take off running. This fire inside burns so hot and I have to tell everyone that my brother was dead but now he's alive again. Every person I meet, I'm grabbing them, and telling the story whether they want to listen or not. Everyone who witnesses the event in that room (except for my mother and sister-in-law) are also out of that room like lightening.

Then revival breaks out and I see people in the grocery store hearing the news of the resurrection and repenting right there in the grocery line. I see a bank lobby with long lines and a group of men with guitars begin playing worship music while some are telling the good news and others are accepting Christ right there in the bank. I woke with the most intense joy, just bubbling over with the fire inside knowing what my Savior accomplished as actual fact in a way I've never understood before.

Someone asked once if I thought that meant that we would be left here to witness to others and I do not put that much stock in the dream nor does it change anything theologically. The rapture and resurrection coincide so if the point had been to reinforce mid-or post trib, it would just be silly. I do think, however, that it might be an indication of the revival that will break out after the resurrection by the witness of those still here. I still find that really encouraging

Goodness, I don't know :)There's that whole, in a moment, in a twinkling of an eye business but the Almighty can certainly accomplish a tremendous amount in a spoken word.

My personal takeaway at the time was a deep understanding of just why the resurrection of Jesus caused such earthshaking events, so much so that the disciples went out as eyewitnesses and turned the world upside down. Talking about lighting a fire-- and then throwing kerosene on it with the Holy Spirit at Pentecost giving them power as well.

The second was a glimpse at the mercy of God who is going to gift us with another resurrection, this time also transforming those who are still alive. Talk about waking up those who know that Jesus is the son of God but never bothered much about it for whatever reason. Can you even imagine?

On August 21, the morning of the eclipse, my 7-year-old daughter told me she dreamed the following. I didn't have time to write it down at the time, but took it down from her just now.

"We went to a house, and I went into a certain room, where there were a lot of kids. I started walking around in the room, and then a lot of skeletons started popping out of different places and they were chasing me around the room. They stopped chasing me and I went out of the room and found a boy named Dominick [ a young boy she knows ] and I brought him back into the room [with the other kids]. The skeletons were no longer there. Then I went into a room where you were sleeping in a bed, and a lot of other people were standing around listening to a red thing speak. It was kind of like a person, but not exactly, and it seemed good. It was talking about Jesus coming back that day. Then I saw the light of Jesus coming through a window. The light went away and I started jumping. I woke you up and told you that Jesus came back."