Before my dream, I was relaxing and then I was in a field of golden wheat. Jesus was standing in front of me, close by. He said to me, "You are closer to me than you ever have been."
I dreamed I was on my way to college classes. The highway I was on became 4 lanes of an outdoor mall. Riding with me was a friend from India. He was Christian, and wore the turban. He was a professor, and a very wise man. He said to me, "I have a message from God for you" I asked if he was just feeling things that were not there. He told me no, this was geniune. He said, "God has blessed the golden haired child" I asked him does He really mean me? Or another woman with golden blonde hair. He said, "The one who looks out the window" that would be me because I do that a lot. He said, "The golden haired child will be welcomed with great joy and celebration (dancing and singing) by the people of Bashan. She will be highly esteemed." (Bashan is in the Promised Land, the inheritance of the half tribe Manasseh, King Og of Bashan was defeated by Israel, it is a fertile landand its name means light soil http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bashan) I saw people welcoming me, carrying me on their shoulders. They were dancing and singing, playing the tamberines and other traditional instruments of ancient Israel. Then I was walking down the street. I saw my Dad and he gestured for me to come over to him. I walked up to him and he showed me a huge bin full of giant vegetables. Tomatoes were as big as basketballs, some vegetables (and fruits) were the size of vending machines! Though these were big, they felt light when I carried them to my car. Dad said the Colosseum was being demolished and the when the demoltion/construction crew went to tear it down to make room for a new office building, they found all this super sized fruit and vegetables and they were giving them away. This was the last harvest. I wondered how the fruit got there. I saw people in the audience, screaming for more violence. Seeds from the food hit the ground. After the Colosseum was abandoned, the seeds germinated, and fruit and vegetables grew out of the ground. After this harvest, there is no going back for another. I felt I knew what the prophecy to me meant. The people of Bashan are Christians in Heaven. I will be welcomed there. The Romans paid for the Colosseum from the sacking of Jerusleum and the Temple there and the Colosseum would be where some of the earliest Christians were killed for the faith. The labor of these Christians all the way down to the present produced great fruit and now it is the last harvest of the fruit. The Colosseum has become of a symbol of the world's prosecution of Christians and Jews and this will come to an end. We are going home!