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The Destination! - My Dream.. The Secret Door


My Dream... The Secret Door by Aaron


There was darkness over the whole world. People were wandering blindly through the darkness. I remember seeing the people as they wondered, none seemed to be going the same direction. None seemed to know or care where they were going. In the darkness was this door, which seemed to be floating above the ground. None of the people in the darkness could see the door, for everything was so dark you couldn't see anything. But I saw the door, and it was not very pretty to look at. It had a sign above it that read "Salvation".

Just on the other side of this door was a small room full of fire. And on the other side of that small room was a very large room full of glorious light. I remember seeing people in that room full of light, and they were so happy. It was completely different from outside, where it was dark and gloomy. But to get to the room of joy and light you had to go through the small room with the fire, which is where you were "purified".

In the room of light there were two windows, one on each side of the entrance, which looked outside into the darkness. The people outside could not see the windows, nor look inside to see the light. But certain people inside the room of light could stand at the windows and cry out to the people wandering in darkness, and tell them how to find the door. These people were called witnesses. It was their job to describe where the door was, and help people on the outside, using nothing other than their words, to find the door. Then they would have to encourage them to go through the room with fire, assuring them that on the other side of it was a truly gloriously place.

I saw one of the windows was without a witness, and I found out that there was a shortage of witnesses. Not everybody could stand at the windows and be a witness, because there was one requirement. I looked to the far side of the room full of light and on the wall there was a door. This door was invisible to most of the people in the room of light. From a distance it appeared so small that you couldn't see it, but as you approached it, it would get bigger and bigger, until it was a full-size door. I saw two angels on each side of the door, guarding the door. The angels were responsible to make the door secret to most people. When I walked through the door, I found another room just the same size as the room full of light. This room was called the "Word room", and I saw words and letters floating everywhere in the room. There was a teacher in the room, and a great vault of widom in the center of the room. I remember feeling the revelation knowledge flooding into me as I stood in the Word room

I learned that you could not be a witness at one of the windows without having first gone to the Word room. I became one of those witnesses and began to work at the window that had not previously been occupied. I remember trying to explain the hidden door to somebody. I remember looking around at least once while witnessing. I remember miracles of some sort were also involved in the witnessing, but I can't remember much of any of these things.

Aaron

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