I woke up from a dream I had early this morning. It was so real and troubling. We were sitting in a shop in a small city looking at the passersby when suddenly the sky became hazy as if it started to snow. Bits of something looking like snowflakes start coming down in a swirling motion like a whirlwind. As the white things descended, they became thicker and thicker. People gathered around looking at what was happening.

 I beckoned to my wife that something strange is going on, who was busy doing something in the shop that seems like our home. As the white snowflakes get thicker, they turned into white sheets and fall to the ground; the sheets were just big enough to cover a person. Some of the people took the sheets and cover themselves, while others just look in astonishment and did nothing. 

I picked up one of the white sheets but did not cover myself because I was not sure what is going to happen. I said to myself, “this is just like when Jesus is coming and sends us a robe of white sheets!” But at least I got a sheet just in case if I needed it. I also got one for my wife who was still busy with something. About five others picked up white sheets, but they did not cover their bodies like the others.
Suddenly there was a sharp loud noise that lasted for a second, and those who were covered with the white sheets started to ascend at a 45-degree angle into the sky as if they were taking off like a flying carpet. As they ascended, the white sheets faded with the bright white sky, because the falling white snowflakes fill the whole sky.  I called my wife suddenly, and quickly explained what is happening; then I gave her a white sheet and we covered ourselves hoping to ascend with the others. The other five people that did not cover themselves at first also put on their sheets. We then began to ascend, but it was very slow. We only went as high as the top of the trees but meandered slowly over to a big building that looks like a courthouse.

By this time there were no more sheets on the ground because they disappeared and the sky was cleared. The five of us who were hovering above the trees slowly descended to the steps of this larger five-story building, and we were led inside. I turned around to look at what all the people were doing, and they were running around looking for sheets. I still had my sheet around my body.

When I turned to enter the building, I did not see where the other five went. As I went down the passageway, I looked in a few rooms for them, but they were not there. Eventually, I came into what seems like a church hall. There were about three guys dressed in suits and ties who beckoned to me to come over. One said as they laugh “You come to be baptized?” I said yes, and they laugh louder. I wonder if they were for real, but then they were serious and begun the baptism ceremony. One of them led me over to a small pool and said, “So you come to be baptized?” And he laughed. I wondered if I am doing the right thing because they look as if they were taunting me. As two of them held me and put my head down into the water, I did not feel the water, but I could see their faces as they grinned. One of them shouted to the others, “He is not properly baptized; shove him under the water again!” So they pulled me up and shoved me under the water again, but I still did not feel the water. They were laughing so loud when they pulled me up, so I knew they were not for real.

I left them and went in search of the others still clinging to my white sheet. The people were frantic as they ran around asking how they could get a sheet. I searched, but could not find the others. At a distance, I could see other people I knew: they were friends and family members who did not have a white sheet. As I wander in search of the others, I asked myself why I hesitated to cover my body the first time before that loud noise. I knew from the many Bible studies that I attended and even taught myself, that the event looked like the second coming of Jesus Christ. Why did we started to ascend but only got to the top of the trees, but then came down by the courthouse? I knew what to do from the many Bible studies I had, but I hesitated. What should I do now? As I walked around looking at the confused people, I did not know the answer, I did not know where to go. I kept wondering, looking at the others who were still running around trying to find a way to get a white sheet. I did not know what to do next or where to go. The slight hesitation of what I did was still on my mind. I then woke up and realized that it was only a dream. I looked at the clock, it was 6:30 A.M. I got dressed and as usual, went to church, still thinking about the dream.