My son and I were travelling light, our destination was somewhere overseas. We both got onto a passenger bus packed with people. Then the strangest thing happened. From out of no where a spot light was on both of us, and we found ourselves no longer in our seats in the middle of the bus, but in front driving the bus. I looked at my son and thought what was going on, he had a steering wheel and so did I, the buss driver was no where to be found. We drove the bus together and stopped at a destination.
We got out at a Airport, and got onto a passenger plane. We were getting ready to take off, buckled in our seats when that same light came upon us and we were in the cockpit flying the plane. I mean we were moving and landed in some country.
We were than walked into some market place, it kind of looked like Egypt. I noticed a tent like in the Bible times
with people sitting in it. My son and I went over and sat in the front row. There was a women that came forward, looked like a gypsy to me and she was speaking in her language. The crowd was hanging onto what she was saying. Something didn't feel right, so I got up and walked straight up to her and said," I believe in Jesus and will not be part of this"! She stopped talking.
I then woke up.