I found myself in a hallway I didn’t understand, confused at first, my mind as I was walking it was like winding, turning in a place with many doors; both side of this hallway, each door was a look into the I saw a past’s of myself and another of my present, the atmosphere like one flowing, the air had no smell, my voice echo, my hands were like a hands that shine like silver, Oh my! body needed to adjust to my surroundings, meditating for a minute or two. All doors were the same sides
Then I saw at the end of the hallway, a huge door, the smell of Cedar, The other doors had a sealed with different types of symbols or letters, it’s was like Daniel's letters.
I walk towards the Cedar door, the smell overwhelmed me, some trembling in my body, but it was my spirit self, tell this time no sound, but something different whispering behind the door, I saw a doorknob made out of gold, with curiosity I open this huge door over 50 feet tall, and 15 feet wide.
As I open it, a lukewarm favorite the smell of honey, as I walk out, a few feet, as I look back the door or behind the door was transparent, they became part of this place as I walk, oh my!
I was myself on a hilltop, then I fell on my knees, my feet had no shoes I started to feel dizzy, I look down afraid of what I may see, God please help me, I don’t understand, then something like hand, lift up my face in my heart do not fear, I look a little for head of me, the whispering behind the door.
I look a gathering of people, but not whispering but crying, again adjust to my surroundings, I over the gathering, my eyes adjusting, I could not see their faces, or nor touch them, their words were foreign to me, but their tears were not. My eyes were limited only to see, what I was to see or witness, this place was very ancient, again the crying a little louder.
I fell on my knees, oh please help me to understand dear Lord, I then something like hand, lifted up my face my heart overwhelmed, then as I lifted my face, oh no please no I can’t see this, there a man on a tree, this time the people were behind me, I was at this time full of grief, great sadness for these people, yet I still didn’t understand what am I witness, this looks like child man, the tree was bigger him, I cry for this people, as I adjust my eyes, I saw the face of this person on this tree, his body or his skin color that was that of a Mediterranean person, his face like the face the child of aborigines’ his hair was dark brown and on his head a crown’ the thorns of rose bush, the side of him on his lift side a wound below the chest cavity, I saw water with blood pouring out of him, but his eyes innocent, like almost olive color, he was So, so broken you need to understand what was I seeing.
I can’t go further, it took me months to understand what I saw, that face of this man child, his face and those eyes I’ll never forget, my God, I never seen the like of this! And no one will ever know.
Then I saw at the end of the hallway, a huge door, the smell of Cedar, The other doors had a sealed with different types of symbols or letters, it’s was like Daniel's letters.
I walk towards the Cedar door, the smell overwhelmed me, some trembling in my body, but it was my spirit self, tell this time no sound, but something different whispering behind the door, I saw a doorknob made out of gold, with curiosity I open this huge door over 50 feet tall, and 15 feet wide.
As I open it, a lukewarm favorite the smell of honey, as I walk out, a few feet, as I look back the door or behind the door was transparent, they became part of this place as I walk, oh my!
I was myself on a hilltop, then I fell on my knees, my feet had no shoes I started to feel dizzy, I look down afraid of what I may see, God please help me, I don’t understand, then something like hand, lift up my face in my heart do not fear, I look a little for head of me, the whispering behind the door.
I look a gathering of people, but not whispering but crying, again adjust to my surroundings, I over the gathering, my eyes adjusting, I could not see their faces, or nor touch them, their words were foreign to me, but their tears were not. My eyes were limited only to see, what I was to see or witness, this place was very ancient, again the crying a little louder.
I fell on my knees, oh please help me to understand dear Lord, I then something like hand, lifted up my face my heart overwhelmed, then as I lifted my face, oh no please no I can’t see this, there a man on a tree, this time the people were behind me, I was at this time full of grief, great sadness for these people, yet I still didn’t understand what am I witness, this looks like child man, the tree was bigger him, I cry for this people, as I adjust my eyes, I saw the face of this person on this tree, his body or his skin color that was that of a Mediterranean person, his face like the face the child of aborigines’ his hair was dark brown and on his head a crown’ the thorns of rose bush, the side of him on his lift side a wound below the chest cavity, I saw water with blood pouring out of him, but his eyes innocent, like almost olive color, he was So, so broken you need to understand what was I seeing.
I can’t go further, it took me months to understand what I saw, that face of this man child, his face and those eyes I’ll never forget, my God, I never seen the like of this! And no one will ever know.