On 15^th July ’98, Wednesday morning, I had a dream. In the dream, it was nighttime, and darkness was upon the land. I was lying on my back in an open space, looking up to the Heavens. I saw beautiful bright shiny stars and heard the sound of thunders crackling across the sky. The thunders intensified in loudness and in frequency until they kept coming in quick succession and the stars kept increasing in numbers and kept moving and moving in lots, as if parts of Heaven were being shifted. It was an extraordinary, awesome and yet beautiful sight.

As I listened, I realized that the thunders were actually the authoritative voice of the Heavenly Father directing the whole movement. I found myself saying, "I have heard the voice of the Heavenly Father! I have heard the voice of the Heavenly Father!" The entire movement was indescribably awesome. He was saying, "Move, this way, that way, move …" As He spoke, clusters of stars moved rapidly according to His commands. With that everything was set into motion, moving and changing very fast, like everything else would be changed. I then realized it was the Last-Days, and found myself anxious and fearful, praying and interceding for deliverance for myself and also for the brethren.

In the next moment, I realized that there was a brother sitting beside me, absorbed in himself and speaking about another brother a short distance away. He was totally oblivious to all that was happening in the Heavens. The land was dark. As he was speaking, I could hear a still small voice within me singing a worship song. It was so still and so small that it could easily be ignored. I had to turn my full attention to it in order to listen to it. As I did so, it brought so much peace, confidence and rest that I dozed off. With that, I instantly awoke from my sleep and found myself in bed, lying on my back in exactly the same position as I was in the dream.

16^th July 1998
Israel CS Lim