Sunday, May 26, 2002

She stood, listening to the flames devouring her house. The house was going up in flames and she was powerless to stop it. She heard the children screaming... She had lost so much, first her husband, now the house and kids... As the flames inche in, a trumpet sounds and she hears a quiet, yet powerful voice. "Welcome Home, My child

Jim reached out his hand to take Victor's hand. As he did, his foot slipped and he fell... He hit the rocks below and a trumpet sounded. Welcome Home, My Child

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Those are scenes out of my dream... It started out with a group climbing a mountain. There was some interaction and I believe that Jim was the youth leader. Then it switched to the fiery house and it was like I was reading a book, and there were those two paragraphs at the end. Jim's falling was implied as a flashback. I believe Jim was the lady's husband.

Very interesting... Sometimes I wonder at the dreams I have...

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