Shalom, Peace and blessings from God to all of the Christians who read your letters and visit your site.

I have read many of the letters and I was motivated by the Holy Spirit to tell you about a series of dream I had in the past. The Bible tells us

Act 2:17

'And it shall come to pass in the last days, says God, That I will pour out of My Spirit on all flesh; Your sons and your daughters shall prophesy, Your young men shall see visions, Your old men shall dream dreams.

All these series of dreams started before the last Pope died. My first dream was about me walking down this valley with thousands of people all together like one body singing a song of praises to the Lord, I could hear everyone’s voices but at the same time was only one voice. I look in front of me and to my left and there were 2 other rivers of humans flowing down towards the valley; high up to my left was a Statue shinning as it was made of gold pointing down towards the valley with the right hand and with the left was calling all to come to the valley. In the middle of the valley there were 3 structures that looked like pyramids but they had balconies and flowers growing on the balconies, the balconies had many windows with beautiful glasses on them. I remembered going down towards the base of one of these pyramid and entering a long hall with rooms on both sides, in each room were approximately like 25 children and we were directed individually to each room where we started to teach these kids about God and Jesus. ( all these kids were the unborn children that have been aborted throughout the centuries). End of first dream.

 

The second dream also before the last Pope died, I was standing in this huge plaza with all kind of old buildings around me, I heard a chorus of monks singing the hymn “O, come Immanuel”. I looked and I saw a huge funeral taken place, there were people of all nations coming towards this coffin covered with flowers and paying their respect to this dignitary who had died, my first impression was that I was in France or Italy, it at that time looked more like Italy. Then I saw a Jewish leader shaking hands with an Arab leader. The next thing I saw was this tall man who asked me about my faith, I started to share the gospel with him, I talked about how the firmament Psalm 19:1 proclaims God’s handiwork and we started to talk about the Rapture, suddenly I was standing in front of this huge field and black figures were leaving from the ground all the way up into the sky, to my right and left were thousands of people standing and each one had a little candle floating above their head, behind me was a woman standing with a child in her hand and her husband was across from her, I remember her telling him, “repent, repent, there is still time, accept Jesus” and he answered her with a big NO, and suddenly a black hand came out of the ground and swallowed him.

 

The third dream I was standing in this huge plaza covered with cobblestone and there was an altar carved out of one single stone, type of a pulpit, I remembered lying down on the floor and falling asleep, suddenly I woke up and saw this tall man rushing towards me, I knew from the moment I saw him that he was the archangel Michael, so I shouted “Michael, Michael” and he looked at me but kept going, at this time he is right beside me so I yelled again “Michael, Michael” and he looked at me a second time but kept walking, he was moving towards this huge double door and I followed him calling him again, he again looked at me but kept going through the doors, I followed him and then I got transported to this other area where I was standing on this balcony looking towards a huge tree so massive that the trunk could not be measured, from the tree was falling a huge waterfall of the most pure water I have ever seen in my life. I remember going towards the trunk and before me was this river, no deep maybe couple of feet, and from the river bed these yellowish thing was growing similar to a honeycomb, I remember breaking a piece and putting that piece on my mouth, it was the sweetest thing I have ever tasted in  my life, the water also was refreshing and gave me strength. After this moment I was back again on the balcony talking with some people and I saw a friend of mine there his name is Jim and he was Peter, don’t ask me why, I just knew he was Peter and I remember embracing him and didn’t want to let go (my friend Jim died like 3 months after my dream), there were other friends of mine there and I remember that to my left was another set of doors and I saw angels going in and out through the doors. I opened this set of doors and suddenly I was standing on the edge of Heaven looking down to the earth, and the earth was covered in smoke and fire and blood and screams, my sight got focused in this particular city with a lot of tall buildings that was hit the worse. (Later on I realized that I was looking at New York and this dream ties up with a prophecy from Dave Wilkerson, he published recently in his blog). The doors closed and then young Jewish people started to come through the doors (the 144000 mentioned in the book of Revelation) and they all were singing a new song and we joined with them singing as well.

Two months after my second dream the Pope died, I already had forgotten about the dream but a friend of mine with whom I shared the dream earlier remind me about it.

I don’t proclaim to be a prophet from God, I am one of his children just making my way to Heaven, saved by the grace and mercy of God and by the blood of my Lord Jesus Christ. Sorry for my bad English, I was born and raised in Cuba, escaped the Island on a raft and now live here in the USA since 1995.

 

May God bless you and keep you, may His face shine upon you always.

 

Your brother in Christ

Mario