We are not alone
From the journal: 10/1/2012
I am at a small outdoor eating venue. It has a roof, but the sides are supported by wooden posts rather than walls, leaving it open. There is a line where food is served by an Arab man (swarthy, black hair, beard.) He hands me a plate containing strips of meat and fried papadam. I have the powerful impression that most of the people in this structure have been condemned to death for adultery. This is their last meal prior to execution.
The families of the condemned are here to visit them. There is a cute little girl and her mother sitting in front of me. I briefly exchange a few words with the mother, expressing my amazement that within a day, about half the people in this structure will be dead. She is resigned to the common fate. I say hello to her daughter, who appears to be two to three years old. The girl says she isn't allowed to speak to strangers. I agree this is a good idea and turn away. There is another girl there who has somehow climbed onto my feet. I lift [my feet] a few times to give her a gentle ride. Then I get up and walk out, still thinking of the waste.
Just as I leave the place, God is standing with me, along with someone else, a woman. He asks me to walk with him. His presence reminds me that the people I left are not alone. He will not stop the executions, but he will be there for the victims after they have died. This is the message for me, that he is always there. I also have the feeling that once they have arrived with God, they will be "raised up," though I'm not sure precisely what that means. God talks to us about what is going on but I don't remember much. What I do remember is that he is always there, even when we don't see him. We should not worry on this point, because he is literally always there, for everyone.
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I didn’t write it down, but I saw God walking with every person who was executed. They were all women. In the dream, I was aware that some of them had not committed adultery, though they had been accused of it. God knew this also, as might be expected, and would have a different reception for the accusers when their time came to die. The message for me was that God knew the righteous from the unrighteous, no matter what was said of them by others.