Betty Matteson Rhodes'
Dream occurred on
FEBRUARY 14, 1986
A Holy man (whom I assumed at the time was Jesus), appeared in a long white robe and above his head was a radiant glowing crown. He walked along the river’s bank studying intently the waters flow. He walked for some distance looking continuously into the river and as he walked the river bank I followed him. He realized, I felt, but did not acknowledge, my presence at this time. I knew that he wanted me to follow his footsteps along the river.
The scene changes to a mammoth waterfalls - a three tiered waterfalls with
plummeting water of great force and tremendous volume. It seemed
these waterfalls reached all the way up to heaven. The heavenly man
proceeded to walk directly up the waterfalls. I, in turn, followed
him although extremely terrified. It was a treacherous ordeal for
me to say the least but I knew I had to follow him. The waterfalls
seemed to have stones in them which I used as steps to help my climb up
the turbulent falls. I was, as I remember, scared to death.
Holy man then turned, and without yet acknowledging me following him,
proceeded to go back down the waterfalls. I followed him. Going
down was even trickier for me, not an easy task at all. While coming
down the second tier of falls I was aware of people’s voices shouting at
me from the ground below. They were saying things like:
The scene below was of a bazaar or fair. Many people had booths set
up to sell handmade items and crafts. Homemade items were sprawled
out over the grass as well. The Holy figure walked into one little
shop where the workers had been making Easter candy. The workers
were out to lunch at the time but there were various pieces of Easter candy
laid out on the table. The Holy man picked up a piece of the candy,
looked at it inquisitively, then he tasted it. He was quite unfamiliar
with the taste and was wondering what it was.
In this scene the Holy one finally acknowledged me behind him, as he looked straight at me and a very loving feeling overwhelmed me. He was, without speaking, telling me that I was one of the chosen people of God and I was to be given a special task to do. I felt very joyous inside. Very positive and confident of his acceptance. Although I had looked right into his eyes, his face does not register in my mind today, only the overwhelming feeling of a holy kind of love and acceptance.
The scene changes to a very large room filled with people. I believe
they were all ‘women’. They were seated and being seated in pews.
I was among them. We were all waiting for the Messiah. The
Holy one had gone from my dream at this point, I know not why or where
he had gone. All the people had their beautiful flower crowns upon
their heads. They all seemed happy and confident having on these