The Spirit Realm.
I grasp that to varying degrees in my heart.
The flesh and bone body of Jesus after His resurrection and that body being carried up into heaven. He said, “ Behold My hands and My feet, it is I Myself, handle Me, and see; for the spirit hath not flesh and bones , as you see Me have.” ( Luke 24)
Then the book of Revelation presents that Hebraic imagery , the spirit realm. Jesus does not seem like flesh and bone there.
I am a youngish in my spiritual awakening and I think of others who will come along and since heaven is our home it would be nice if we could answer more questions about it and think on it more. Will we have work there? Will we have touch? It seems the sense of hearing is very good based on John’s experience in the Revelation.
I had a dream in 2019. I wrote it down but never told anyone about it. I was sitting in a field of wildflowers surrounded by long distances of rolling hills of wildflowers. The light was bright not harsh but there was no sun. The sky was clear. I sat under a nice shade tree. It was incredibly quiet I liked it. There was a very gentle breeze that was refreshing almost a scent but not. I became aware of someone beside me. It was a lady I knew from around 1996 and I had thought she was a serious Christian. At the time of the dream I did not know she had passed away. I recognized her sort of. She was almost the same but maybe younger. She never spoke but through our minds we communicated sort of, but not like talking we just understood each other. I got the understanding to continue to sit together enjoying the moment and where we were. She was peaceful and full of joy when I looked at her. We both looked off into the distance. She stood up and I understood to stand along with her. I knew we were about to walk. We started off and ahead of us between 2 small hills was a blackIsh body of water or a lake. She made me to understand that she and I were going to walk on that water and pull people out. Then I woke up.
I have thought on it and perhaps it was a place in heaven. Perhaps an enemy hijacked my dream and produced some lying images.
I was not left with the feeling of fear or desire for more of the dream, just a peaceful wonder.
I share all that to say I have a lot of thoughts about our heart-led home.
I grasp that to varying degrees in my heart.
The flesh and bone body of Jesus after His resurrection and that body being carried up into heaven. He said, “ Behold My hands and My feet, it is I Myself, handle Me, and see; for the spirit hath not flesh and bones , as you see Me have.” ( Luke 24)
Then the book of Revelation presents that Hebraic imagery , the spirit realm. Jesus does not seem like flesh and bone there.
I am a youngish in my spiritual awakening and I think of others who will come along and since heaven is our home it would be nice if we could answer more questions about it and think on it more. Will we have work there? Will we have touch? It seems the sense of hearing is very good based on John’s experience in the Revelation.
I had a dream in 2019. I wrote it down but never told anyone about it. I was sitting in a field of wildflowers surrounded by long distances of rolling hills of wildflowers. The light was bright not harsh but there was no sun. The sky was clear. I sat under a nice shade tree. It was incredibly quiet I liked it. There was a very gentle breeze that was refreshing almost a scent but not. I became aware of someone beside me. It was a lady I knew from around 1996 and I had thought she was a serious Christian. At the time of the dream I did not know she had passed away. I recognized her sort of. She was almost the same but maybe younger. She never spoke but through our minds we communicated sort of, but not like talking we just understood each other. I got the understanding to continue to sit together enjoying the moment and where we were. She was peaceful and full of joy when I looked at her. We both looked off into the distance. She stood up and I understood to stand along with her. I knew we were about to walk. We started off and ahead of us between 2 small hills was a blackIsh body of water or a lake. She made me to understand that she and I were going to walk on that water and pull people out. Then I woke up.
I have thought on it and perhaps it was a place in heaven. Perhaps an enemy hijacked my dream and produced some lying images.
I was not left with the feeling of fear or desire for more of the dream, just a peaceful wonder.
I share all that to say I have a lot of thoughts about our heart-led home.