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I Had a Dream. Between Life and Death

On March 13, 2025, I had a dream—a vision so vivid that it felt more than just a dream. It was a journey through pain, confusion, and faith—a moment between life and death.

I saw myself walking far, my feet aching, my heart burdened. I was lost, like a broken mirror, everything in my life split in two. Suddenly, without warning, I found myself searching—searching for something deeper, something greater.

In my dream, I was looking for my father in the hospital, expressing my exhaustion and struggles. It felt like searching for God—seeking peace, healing, and deliverance. I saw my father with the pastor, and my friend was admitted to the hospital. My heart was heavy, my spirit weak.

I cried before the doctor, explaining that I had exams to take, classes to attend, a future to return to. But I was stuck in pain, unable to move forward. When the doctor offered me an injection, I hesitated. Fear gripped me.

“Why this medicine?” I questioned. “Can it really bring me back to normal?”

The doctor explained that my spine had an issue, causing my vision to be distorted. Yet, I was still afraid—afraid of the unknown, afraid of the pain. I screamed for my father to stay with me, unwilling to face it alone.

But then, as the needle touched my skin, something changed. Light returned. My vision cleared. I could see again!

At that moment, I realized the truth—this vision was not just about physical healing. It was about life and death, faith and fear. What if I had refused the medicine? What if I wasn’t ready to face what lay ahead?

Yet, by God’s grace, the treatment worked. In that moment of fear, God reminded me that His mercy sustains us. I had doubted, I had questioned, but in the end, I learned the most important lesson:

I must trust. I must obey. I must let go of fear and surrender to God’s will.

I woke up with tears of gratitude, thanking God for His love and mercy. Without Him, life is fragile, and we stand on the edge of life and death every day. But His grace is enough, His love is unwavering, and He never lets us walk alone.

This vision changed me, deepened my faith, and reminded me that no matter how lost or broken we feel, God is always there, guiding us home. Psalm 30:2 –

“O Lord my God, I cried to You for help, and You healed me”.

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