About two years ago I woke up three nights in a row seeing myself in the spirit world. Well, that is the best way I can describe it.
The first night I went to bed as normal. However, I woke up in the middle of the night and saw myself in the spirit world. In this world, I saw someone was laying hands on me. The anointing and the presence of the Lord was so strong it jerked me out of bed. I did not want to forget the experience, so I got up and made a note in my journal. I went back to bed, and I woke up in the spirit again. When I woke up, this time, a man in the spirit pointed his finger at me and said my first name and my last name. The power from him was so strong it jerked me out of bed.
The second night I went to bed as normal and woke up in the spirit world again. In the spirit world, I heard a woman’s voice praying for me. I had a knowing that she had been told to pray for me by Jesus. I seemed to know that she was not praying because she wanted to or because I asked her. She was praying because Jesus told her to pray for me. Her voice was loud, clear, and very confident. She prayed for me with such authority it was apparent that she knew that everything she was saying was going to happen.
As I listened to her pray, I became very excited because I wanted to hear what the Lord had told her to pray. I thought he knows what I need. Therefore, when she says it, I will listen and take notes and then I will know. Once I know I can pray it for myself as well. However, these thoughts were coming from my flesh. The more I tried to focus on her words and what the prayer was about the more I began to move from the spirit world back to the flesh. I took my eyes off of him and turned it toward my flesh. The harder I tried to control myself in the spirit world the further away, I moved. Eventually, I got to the point where I was wide awake, and the clock went off.
Finally, the third night I woke up about 3 o’clock in the morning in the spirit world again. However, I was not alone. There were others there with me. We were all there for the same reason. We were there to “receive something higher” from the Lord. All I remember is that as I lay in bed, the Holy Spirit surrounded me.
After these experiences, I began to cherish my sleep because I realized the Lord is at work when I am not.