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I am single
I am a male
I am 28 years old.
My birthday is: October 18th.
I live in London Greater London United Kingdom
I am Samuel Oluwatoki.
I am a born again christian . I believe that Jesus died and resurrected on the third day. I also believe in the second coming of Jesus Christ.
I believe in the ministry of the Holy Spirit.
My name is Samuel but people call me Sam.I will like to share with you two life changing dreams I had. I pray that God will speak to you through this story.
Few months back I returned from work late at night so I prayed and went to bed. I had a dream which touched me. I saw myself lie down on a bed wondering what it will be like to be dead. I was really curious and wanted to know what happens next once one is pronounced dead. While I was engaged in this thought , my spirit left my body and I could see my physical body on the bed. I tried to touch my body but I could not , I noticed that every time I attempted to touch my body my hands will go through my body as if I was trying to touch smoke. I panicked and started shaking , I knew I was in trouble because I could not get back into that body again.
Suddenly I found myself in a small room, waiting to be picked by two angels for judgement . Friends in that small room , there was no concept of time. It is was true what the bible says in Psalms 90:4 -For you, a thousand years are as a passing day, as brief as a few night hours . In that small room,it was myself no one to call, no friends,family nothing just myself and records of how I spent my life. I started to think about my past , I could remember everything I had done, I remembered the times I missed church services, I remembered those I had the chance to preach to but I did not , I remembered everything and I became very scared.The feeling of fear we have when we are expecting a result or driving test is nothing compared to this.I remembered all my sexual affairs, I remembered all , the quarrels I have had , those I am yet to forgive and I started to cry . I tried to remember the good things I did but they were very few, those I said nice words to, those I assisted but they were very little. Time stood still in that small room. It was in that room I knew how big God was , I knew his decision was final and if the decision went the other way I was in trouble for eternity . I started to cry and beg to come back because I don't even want to be taken for judgement yet. All I wanted was to come back and amend things and start all over because my christian life up to that moment was a waste. While I was crying like little baby I woke up in sweat, that night I decided I will do all it takes not to get to go to hell.