Last night I had a dream that I want to tell you about (I
really did). So I’ll just start with the
story.
Me, Peter, and Isaac were sleeping in Mom and Dad’s bed with
them. It was dark, but we were
awake. Suddenly we heard a shofar blow. We looked out Mom and Dad’s window and we saw
a mountain and a very bright light. It
looked like it was day. I asked my dad, “what
is that?” He said that the Messiah had
come back. The funny thing about the
dream was that Jesus slept in a boat that was always pulled by a truck with the
boat on a trailer. His hair looked like
Peter’s but it was brown. He was a young
man, he was a teenager. His eyes were
green, different from Peter’s. Isaac was
the first one to see the Messiah because he took a boat ride. The boat was still on the trailer, the truck
was driving around and Isaac was standing in it and he heard someone saying, “who’s
that?” Isaac said, “who said that?” Then Jesus said, “take the sheet off of my
head” (there was a sheet over the boat that covered his head). So, Isaac did what Jesus said. Then Jesus asked who Isaac was, Isaac told
him his name and then Jesus remembered who Isaac was. He asked, “where are your siblings?” Isaac said, “they are in the house.” Then Isaac wondered who Jesus was and he
asked. Jesus said he was the
Messiah.
A few days later, it was in the evening, Jesus was with some of his friends. I was with him, too. His friends asked who I was and why I was with their friend. I said, “he is the Messiah, I follow him.” The boys mouths dropped open and they said “I didn’t know that. We’ll follow him, too. That’s why he is such a good friend.” (they didn’t know he was Jesus!)
A few days later, (when I was about to wake up from my dream) Jesus said “I have to leave” and I said, “where are you going”. He said, “to heaven, would you like to come with me?” I said Yes, Please! He took me to heaven and my family came, too. And what I remember, the last of my dream, is that heaven was a sparkling beautiful place.
A few days later, it was in the evening, Jesus was with some of his friends. I was with him, too. His friends asked who I was and why I was with their friend. I said, “he is the Messiah, I follow him.” The boys mouths dropped open and they said “I didn’t know that. We’ll follow him, too. That’s why he is such a good friend.” (they didn’t know he was Jesus!)
A few days later, (when I was about to wake up from my dream) Jesus said “I have to leave” and I said, “where are you going”. He said, “to heaven, would you like to come with me?” I said Yes, Please! He took me to heaven and my family came, too. And what I remember, the last of my dream, is that heaven was a sparkling beautiful place.
The end.
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