One was made of black horses stampeding by our house. There were so many I couldn't see the earth under their feet and they moved like a river.
Scene change, I'm holding Jesus' hand and we're running towards a black river. He gently starts to pull to the right, but I grip his hand really hard and run straight at it thinking, He's with me-- I can do anything. Right before we get to the river I jump and fly over it laughing. Jesus exclaims, "I knew you would do that because that's they way you are! Where others would go around, you go up!"