I saw in my first dream Jesus was taking baptism from John the Baptist. After praying regarding the dream asking God to help me and to prepare me for this, I slept and that night I saw another dream. The dream was like this, "from the same junction where I burned the Bible, I took a bus having the board showing destination as "Chinnakkada". I got down at Chinnakada where the bus stopped near a transformer and I walked along a concrete road which was going down. There I saw a banner showing, '40 days of fasting prayer and revival meetings ' and stood under that banner. I saw a hand calling me and heard a voice telling, "come here, come here".
When I woke up I realized that God had shown me complete route with signs and directions where I have to go there. I had never gone through this route because I have gone only up to my school where my aunt lives nearby. Chinnakkada is beyond that place. My place is Karingannoor. Chinnakkada is 60 kilometers from Karingannoor. Chinnakkada is a big city like Ernakulam. This city is 60 kilometers away and I had never gone there. But God showed me through the dream, how to go there with signs and directions.
I said, Lord if that ceremony which you showed me in my first dream is taking place in this place, I would like to go. Please help me to free myself from this imprisonment.
When I woke up in the morning, my God made a way out within my house itself giving me a chance to fulfill both these dreams in my life. My mother's brother visited our house. There was a special function in my uncle's house and he wanted to take my father, our whole family and me with him. My father told him, "at that time we will come there." The special function was to take place ten days later. Then my uncle said, "You can come at that time, but allow Nazeela to come with me."
My father said, "That is not possible She will be let out only on her wedding day. I have almost completed preparations for her marriage and when it is final I will let you know and that time you can see her." Then my uncle said, "OK then let me once see her and leave." My father said, "you are not to see her or speak to her." But my uncle once again insisted on seeing me. My father refused and my uncle got angry. They argued fiercely which turned in to a big fight so violent that they were pushing against each other.
When I got up hearing this commotion, I reflected in my mind, "my father is a respectable person, an Imam that nobody even dared to speak to him. When he expresses his opinion even if a person did not like it, till that time, I have seen only people leaving the place without contradicting in any way. That's the way I had seen till that time. But now, if my uncle is creating this kind of problem, in my favor, I felt in my heart that God's hand is working behind this.
I called for my father to come near me. When my father was approaching me, my uncle was leaving without even drinking a cup of water. When my father rushed to me, I told him, "Before uncle leaves, allow me to go with him. When you come back, you can take me with you. How long are you going to keep me locked up? Do you not have any love for me, Bapa? I started to plead in tears with my dad.
My father looked at me and then said, "if you so much desire to go, hurry up, dress up. Your uncle is going towards the bus stop. I will free you so that you could catch up before your uncle reaches the bus stop.
Even up to a moment back, he was telling, "When the door will open it will only be on her wedding day to send her to another imprisonment." After marriage also there would be no freedom but the same type of imprisonment, the same type of small room prepared in the house of the Muslim priest who is about to marry me. The same person who was saying these things just a moment back had compassion on me just because of the grace of God. Bible says, "if God is for us who can be against us?"
When I dressed up and came out, my father came rushing and opened the door, put some money in my hands and said, "run quickly to catch your uncle. I cannot call him back as he has left in anger toward me. Let me tell you, my friend, if Jesus opens the door nobody can shut it.
When I was rushing towards the bus station I felt a powerful burning sensation as if the fire is burning in my heart because God made my father, who said that he will not open the door, to make him open that door. God made the same person to open the door who had locked the door. I felt, "Oh, what a miracle this is?" I was running and was almost nearing the bus stop. I also looked and saw that now my father was not able to see me. I stood aside and prayed, "Jesus, I do not want to go with my uncle but please take me to the place where I could fulfill the dream which you showed me yesterday." I also prayed that when I reach the bus station, I should not see my uncle. When I reached there, I did not see my uncle.
At the bus stop, a bus was ready to leave. I ran to the front, looked at the board which read, 'Chinnakkada'. I hurriedly entered the bus. I told the conductor that I do not know the place and requested him to let me know when the bus reaches this place. The conductor said, "This is the last stop for this bus and so you can get down there."
I got down near to a transformer. My heart started to burn again. Life started passing through my heart because what I saw was exactly the same as what I saw in my dream. There was no difference. Not a single thing was different.
Let me tell you, my friends,., no man need to tell us, no pastor need to preach to us, no scholar need to tell us, no prophet need to direct us, but if we depend on Holy Spirit, Holy Spirit will be with us, will guide us where we should go, whether that is the right way.
When I woke up I realized that God had shown me complete route with signs and directions where I have to go there. I had never gone through this route because I have gone only up to my school where my aunt lives nearby. Chinnakkada is beyond that place. My place is Karingannoor. Chinnakkada is 60 kilometers from Karingannoor. Chinnakkada is a big city like Ernakulam. This city is 60 kilometers away and I had never gone there. But God showed me through the dream, how to go there with signs and directions.
I said, Lord if that ceremony which you showed me in my first dream is taking place in this place, I would like to go. Please help me to free myself from this imprisonment.
When I woke up in the morning, my God made a way out within my house itself giving me a chance to fulfill both these dreams in my life. My mother's brother visited our house. There was a special function in my uncle's house and he wanted to take my father, our whole family and me with him. My father told him, "at that time we will come there." The special function was to take place ten days later. Then my uncle said, "You can come at that time, but allow Nazeela to come with me."
My father said, "That is not possible She will be let out only on her wedding day. I have almost completed preparations for her marriage and when it is final I will let you know and that time you can see her." Then my uncle said, "OK then let me once see her and leave." My father said, "you are not to see her or speak to her." But my uncle once again insisted on seeing me. My father refused and my uncle got angry. They argued fiercely which turned in to a big fight so violent that they were pushing against each other.
When I got up hearing this commotion, I reflected in my mind, "my father is a respectable person, an Imam that nobody even dared to speak to him. When he expresses his opinion even if a person did not like it, till that time, I have seen only people leaving the place without contradicting in any way. That's the way I had seen till that time. But now, if my uncle is creating this kind of problem, in my favor, I felt in my heart that God's hand is working behind this.
I called for my father to come near me. When my father was approaching me, my uncle was leaving without even drinking a cup of water. When my father rushed to me, I told him, "Before uncle leaves, allow me to go with him. When you come back, you can take me with you. How long are you going to keep me locked up? Do you not have any love for me, Bapa? I started to plead in tears with my dad.
My father looked at me and then said, "if you so much desire to go, hurry up, dress up. Your uncle is going towards the bus stop. I will free you so that you could catch up before your uncle reaches the bus stop.
Even up to a moment back, he was telling, "When the door will open it will only be on her wedding day to send her to another imprisonment." After marriage also there would be no freedom but the same type of imprisonment, the same type of small room prepared in the house of the Muslim priest who is about to marry me. The same person who was saying these things just a moment back had compassion on me just because of the grace of God. Bible says, "if God is for us who can be against us?"
When I dressed up and came out, my father came rushing and opened the door, put some money in my hands and said, "run quickly to catch your uncle. I cannot call him back as he has left in anger toward me. Let me tell you, my friend, if Jesus opens the door nobody can shut it.
When I was rushing towards the bus station I felt a powerful burning sensation as if the fire is burning in my heart because God made my father, who said that he will not open the door, to make him open that door. God made the same person to open the door who had locked the door. I felt, "Oh, what a miracle this is?" I was running and was almost nearing the bus stop. I also looked and saw that now my father was not able to see me. I stood aside and prayed, "Jesus, I do not want to go with my uncle but please take me to the place where I could fulfill the dream which you showed me yesterday." I also prayed that when I reach the bus station, I should not see my uncle. When I reached there, I did not see my uncle.
At the bus stop, a bus was ready to leave. I ran to the front, looked at the board which read, 'Chinnakkada'. I hurriedly entered the bus. I told the conductor that I do not know the place and requested him to let me know when the bus reaches this place. The conductor said, "This is the last stop for this bus and so you can get down there."
I got down near to a transformer. My heart started to burn again. Life started passing through my heart because what I saw was exactly the same as what I saw in my dream. There was no difference. Not a single thing was different.
Let me tell you, my friends,., no man need to tell us, no pastor need to preach to us, no scholar need to tell us, no prophet need to direct us, but if we depend on Holy Spirit, Holy Spirit will be with us, will guide us where we should go, whether that is the right way.
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