ISRAEL AND THE SPIRIT OF THE LORD GOD
I go abroad to a different country, somewhere in Middle East.
I meet my high school classmates as I arrive there.
They are so many, standing in front of me, it's like we're getting together.
Then, I sit in front of the computer, and beside me is my workmate. We talk as a friend facing each other.
Next, I go outside to roam around, together with a man.
We part ways at one point somewhere.
I am alone walking, and walking, roaming around.
Time passes by and I go far already.
I realize I don't know how to go back to our temporary residence anymore, to my friends. I think I lost my way.
I just walk and walk...until I see a branching road.
I decide to try to walk on the other road but it's not the road back to our residing place.
I am standing in a countryside-like place with brownish ground, or a farm.
I look at my side and see from a distance the place I suppose to go back to.
It's far, it's on the other side. I see tall buildings, factories, or manufacturing plants standing side by side with high smokestacks. I just point it from afar, and wanted to return to that bustling city but I don't know how.
I continue walking, still want to find something, to find a way on how to return.
I come across many women, and they just consider me as an ordinary stranger.
They don't treat me as a special visitor or special guest.
They just go on with whatever they're doing.
I ask for help, and I tell them I have no place to go there, so they let me go with them going back to their village. The inside of me knows that this place is Israel.
While walking back with the other women, I am walking before them when their religious leader arrives, an old man wearing a long brown clothing with a brown covering on his head as well. He is Jewish.
He is still far from me, when he instantly cries out, "THE LORD GOD!"
He is so happy with tears of joy as he sees me from a distance.
He instantly recognizes me and acknowledges me.
He knows that the SPIRIT of the LORD GOD is with me or in me?
He is hurrying forward towards me, like running to welcome me, when I am instantly lifted up by an unknown force like the wind.
An invisible force carries me, I am lying horizontally in the air as if someone is carrying me above his two hands, an invisible one. My body is floating like a straight line in the air approaching the JEWISH man!
I return to a normal position as I enter their home.
They welcome me, and those women treat me nice and special at that moment.
They tour me around the house, and introduce me as well to their alphabets.
Finally, I woke up.
October 19, 2024