Yes I do remember, fortunately I was blessed with a memory of an elephant and this dream I had was when I was 4 or 5 years old, but how I remember that specific age timing is I don’t remember having been in the first grade yet.

My household at the time wasn't really religious either and it was just small pockets of belief/knowledge here and there. My father would still hang out with his buddies, watching the games on TV, and drinking beer so for the most part there wasn't even a bible in my house. With the exception of this older aunt figure who I would see and was all about the Godly life and a lot of what she said and did in relation to the love of God did rub off on me including the mentioning of Jesus, in spite of me not talking all that much, being smart enough to ask questions, and even not knowing how to say many words as I was a very mute boy. Later, I fondly remember having a balloon and having to let it go before I could enter a building with adult figures watching me near by. I remember it was something I hesitated to do and would’ve preferred I kept my balloon, while so many others let go of their balloons so easily. The staff told me I had to let go and I finally did, I stood there looking above to see the balloon continuously rise and rise up until it disappeared from my view however that is all I’d like to share about my younger days.

Sometime later I had the dream in question, I was standing in the middle of a desert with sandy hills for miles, it was day time and cloudy, and a mysterious man to me at the time was standing there. He didn’t say anything and he stood in front of me with his palms facing outwards and they were bloodied, but he kept them at his side for me to see. This was either in dream or post dream though I remember simply thinking how badly hurt he was. I turned around behind me to call out to a stone building for help in the desert, it looked like those ancient stone buildings, two other mysterious people came out who I could not make out either. Though as I turned around to see the mysterious man again I saw him up in the sky already ascending without him having done that in front of me. He laid his back on the sky with his limbs spread out as he ascended and I called out for the others to see him, but I didn’t know why he was leaving. I also did get the chance to stand there in the desert watching him go up and even pass through the clear clouds, and the mysterious figures did wait patiently on me for a long while.

After I woke up from the dream I had no idea who the mysterious man was, until I think a while later I was able to piece the dream in relation to Jesus and I had no doubt that was him who appeared to me in my dream. Nothing extraordinary to gander I know, it was just strange how the dream coincided with what happened to me while I was younger and needed to part ways with something I deemed special and had no say in the matter, but at least we do know that Jesus will return one day and a very soon day at that as seen in 1 Thessalonians 4:16-17 (CSB):

“For the Lord himself will descend from heaven with a shout, with the archangel’s voice, and with the trumpet of God, and the dead in Christ will rise first. Then we who are still alive, who are left, will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air, and so we will always be with the Lord.”