Dreams of the Last Days: Where are all the Stars?
Nonfiction, Religion & Spirituality, Reference, Eschatology, Health & Well Being, Self Help, Self Improvement
| Author: | Ilyan Kei Lavanway | ISBN: | 9781310234163 |
| Publisher: | Ilyan Kei Lavanway | Publication: | February 9, 2015 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition | Language: | English |
| Author: | Ilyan Kei Lavanway |
| ISBN: | 9781310234163 |
| Publisher: | Ilyan Kei Lavanway |
| Publication: | February 9, 2015 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition |
| Language: | English |
Glowing spacecraft hovering silently. Low frequency rhythm of unknown origin. Immense hangar complex with open ceiling. Starless sky on a clear night. Baffled scientists. No answers. Unless you look in the right place. I started looking in the right place and found at least one answer. It has been around for centuries. Most dismiss it.
Answers to our most puzzling questions, assurance in the face of our most troubling nightmares, are often right under our noses if we will but listen to the Still Small Voice, look where He directs us to look, search where He prompts us to search. This is a short, poignant, personal account of one such experience.
While I am left with more questions than answers, I have discovered some answers. I am publishing this account hoping that others who have had similar or vastly different experiences can take comfort in the fact that they are not alone. Perhaps this account can give others a place to begin their own personal search for answers.
The clincher that makes this account unique is not the dream itself, but the follow-up experience that occurred exactly one week later.
Glowing spacecraft hovering silently. Low frequency rhythm of unknown origin. Immense hangar complex with open ceiling. Starless sky on a clear night. Baffled scientists. No answers. Unless you look in the right place. I started looking in the right place and found at least one answer. It has been around for centuries. Most dismiss it.
Answers to our most puzzling questions, assurance in the face of our most troubling nightmares, are often right under our noses if we will but listen to the Still Small Voice, look where He directs us to look, search where He prompts us to search. This is a short, poignant, personal account of one such experience.
While I am left with more questions than answers, I have discovered some answers. I am publishing this account hoping that others who have had similar or vastly different experiences can take comfort in the fact that they are not alone. Perhaps this account can give others a place to begin their own personal search for answers.
The clincher that makes this account unique is not the dream itself, but the follow-up experience that occurred exactly one week later.
