Dream I Went To Hell / Jesus was NOT Lord of my Life

Andrea child of the Most High
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Short Summary by Patrick

It her own words she "thought that she had done everything right and was living the right way" as a Christian.

She says, "I thought that okay this was a done deal it was a sealed deal and I knew I was saved I knew that I knew that I knew that I knew you know couldn't told me okay so well the Lord had different plans for me."

She has a powerful story. There is some strong raw emotion (no cussing but very strong).

Full Transcript

Hi there. Well, this is my very first video I’ve ever made. I’ve been thinking about making one for quite a while. I feel like God has really told me to make one.

You know, in the Bible it says that what the Lord whispers to you at night, during the day you are to shout it from the mountaintops. So I’m just going to tell you about a dream I had.

I thought I was perfectly saved. I thought I had done everything right and that I was living the right way. I believed it was a done deal—a sealed deal. I knew I was saved. I knew that I knew that I knew that I knew. Nobody could have told me otherwise.

But the Lord had different plans for me.

I went to bed one night—this was about a year and a half ago. Today is June 1st, 2018, so yes, about a year and a half ago. I went to bed like I do every night, just minding my own business, and I had this dream.

I’ll just jump right into it.

I was in this giant, giant lake—a very big lake. I was driving a bright yellow racing boat. It wasn’t like one of those cigarette or cigar boats—I don’t know what they’re called—but it was a big boat. I was standing up while driving it.

I was going so fast on this lake. There were no wakes, no waves, no resistance—nothing slowing me down. My hair was blowing in the wind. I mean, I was just going.

Now, in the dream, I was the one driving the boat, but at the same time I was watching myself. It’s hard to explain, but it was like the boat and the lake were down here, and I was up here watching myself drive it.

As I watched myself driving, there was someone standing right beside me in the boat. I couldn’t see their face—it was bright and shiny, glowing so I couldn’t make out any features. They were wearing a white robe or gown—just completely white.

Like I said, I couldn’t see their face at all.

I was driving the boat as fast as I wanted, just going about my business, having a great time. I loved it. And this person standing beside me would occasionally reach over and very gently touch my steering wheel.

They weren’t trying to grab it or take control—nothing forceful. It was just a gentle touch.

Every time they did that, I would say, “Stop it. What are you doing? It’s my boat. I know how to drive my boat. I want to go fast.”

But every so often, very softly and gently, they would reach over again and touch the steering wheel. And every time, I would swat their hand away and say, “No, no, no.”

This happened about four times.

Then, all of a sudden—and I mean all of a sudden—there was this concrete wall right in front of me in the middle of the lake.

The best way I can explain it is like an overpass: dirt built up on both sides, a bridge above, and underneath it all this concrete holding everything in place.

Out of nowhere, I smashed straight through it.

BAM.

I was going what felt like 150 miles an hour, and instantly I was dead. Instantly. I was killed, and instantly I went straight to hell.

I was suddenly in this place. I’ll try to describe it as best I can.

It was dark—like a cave. Big rocks, lots of dark grays and blacks. It was a place I knew I was not supposed to be. I didn’t see fire. I didn’t see smoke. I didn’t see anyone. Just this dark, gray cave surrounding me.

Within maybe two seconds of being there, I heard something coming from behind me.

It was hot. It was horrendous. It was awful.

It was growling—the most deep, guttural, terrifying sound I have ever heard. It wanted to shred me to pieces. I’m telling you, it scared me so badly. God had mercy on me by only letting me hear it, because if I had seen it, I don’t know if I would have survived—even in the dream.

It kept coming closer and closer.

When it got right up behind me, all that came out of my mouth was a squeak. Just a squeak of the name Jesus. That’s all that would come out.

Instantly—instantly—I was taken out of that place. Instantly I woke up. Instantly I remembered the dream. And instantly God revealed the meaning of everything to me.

It was very straightforward.

The man standing in the boat was Jesus.

The boat represented my life.

Every time He gently reached for the steering wheel, He was trying to guide my life—not forcefully, not taking control away from me—but giving me chance after chance to let Him be the driver.

He wasn’t trying to be my co-pilot. He wanted to be the pilot.

But I didn’t want that. I thought I knew better. It was my life. I liked going fast. I wanted to do my own thing.

And that path led straight to hell.

By the grace of God, it was only a dream.

That dream was the start of my walk with Jesus, and let me tell you—it’s been a long journey. A year and a half may not sound like much, but it’s been a hard walk.

It doesn’t happen overnight. I don’t care what anyone says. Walking with Jesus is a journey. It’s falling down and getting back up again.

The Bible says the righteous may fall seven times, but they will get back up. And that’s what I’m going to keep doing—getting up and walking forward.

The reason I’m making this video is because I thought my life was fine. I read the Bible. I prayed. But I was still living my life. I wasn’t considering what God wanted—what was right or wrong in His eyes.

I believed the lie that says, “If you’re happy, it’s fine.”

That lie will send you straight to hell.

God gave us commandments for a reason—to guide us through life the way He wants us to live, not the way we want to.

I’m putting this video out there hoping it helps even one person. Just one.

If you don’t know Jesus, or you’re unsure, just call out to Him. He will answer you. He is right there.

God wishes that none should perish. That’s why He gave me this dream. I didn’t ask for it. I thought I was fine. And He showed me where I was headed if I kept going the way I was going.

I know Jesus is coming back soon. I’ll probably make more videos. I have a life story—things I’ve been through since I was very young, spiritual attacks, choices I made that hurt me deeply.

They weren’t mistakes. They were choices.

I want to share them in short clips, so maybe someone else can learn from them.

Jesus loves you. He wants none to perish. He died on the cross for you. He is alive. He wants to come into your life and fill you with His goodness—if you let Him.

Thank you for watching, and I hope to come back again soon.

Thank you.

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