Chapter 16

     The room was medium gray and had a door on each side of the end of the room facing each other.  People were walking in and out on the other side of the room, in one door across the end of the room and out the other.

     There was what looked like a steel table headed up against the wall to the right of me as I was facing the end with the doors.

    A blond woman came to the door and looked at me from the door, but then came in and approached the table, climbed up and laid down on it.  All I knew in the dream was that she was there for a year and a day when she got up and left.

     Other people came and went for a bit.  One woman came up to me and just looked at me.  She was different from the first, dark haired, shorter, and she was really nice but didn’t say much.

     Another blond woman that looked similar to the first woman came in.  She stopped at the door just like the first blond woman did and then came in and went up to the table, got up on it, laid down, and was there for thirteen years. 

     After a time, I looked over at the table and saw myself kneeling beside it.  I was very sad and all I knew was that I was in my grief.

     I then looked up into a vision (a vision within a dream).  I saw an absolutely beautiful field of flowers and there was a woman standing in it.  I looked again and saw myself standing next to her.  

     Next thing I knew I was no longer in the room but actually standing beside her in the field of flowers.  I was pointing back to the room from which I had come and explaining the dream to her.  She seemed to be listening and to be very understanding of what I was saying.

     Then I woke up and sat up in my bed.  Awake, I was almost in a panic, telling myself that I must go back to sleep to finish the dream.  I laid back down and went right back to sleep.

     This time, the woman had come very close to me and was face to face saying my name - "Rick", over and over several times as if she was trying to wake me up.  I could see every detail of her face, the sound of her voice, and her eyes, in such a way as to never forget. 

     I then woke up again.  Knowing I needed to finish the dream I tried to go back to sleep but it took a while to do so.

     When I did, I was getting hit on the head but couldn’t see who was hitting me.  I looked around and around.  Finally, a man was standing in front of me smiling.  He and the woman turned around and started walking away.  After a few steps, she looked over her shoulder and waved at me and then they walked away.  I woke again.

     This time it took me an hour or so to get back to sleep.  The dream began again, and I knew I was at their house, and she was stressed to the max and in desperate need.  

     I sat down and talked with her.  The man came in the room and sat down to talk too.  He was really stressed as well, so I talked to them both, sometimes they were laughing and sometimes serious.  Suddenly the dream ended.

     The room was large and filled with lots of people.  I was standing near the back row of seats as it was a meeting room of sorts with a stage up front and a man was standing on the stage in front of a microphone.

     People were waiting for him to speak but he was paused,  just standing there looking out over the audience not saying a word.  Not a sound was heard in the place as all were waiting for him to speak.  

     Then he spoke, just a few words.  The whole place went wild, and the people jumped out of their seats cheering.

     I just stood in the back watching in amazement.

     This dream I had four times, the last time was in 1991 while staying at my sister’s apartment in Independence, Missouri.  I woke up from the dream and was so freaked out by it, I yelled to the Lord, “What in the world does this mean?” 

     He said, “You will know what this dream means when you meet this man.