User talk:Robbie Lamb

My name is Robbie Lamb, and I just finished reading Angels, God's Secret Agents by Billy Graham. I wish I had the chance to tell Billy Graham what I feel about this book. I hope no one thinks me crazy, I am not; I love God with all of my heart. My relationship with Jesus started when I was about five years old. I went to bed one night and had a night vision, not like an ordinary dream. I was walking through our house and out the back door. I saw these stairs leading up into the sky, sitting at the top was Jesus. He didn't say a word to me, just looked down at me in a puzzled kind of way. I guess he could see all the troubles that I was to face before I left this world. I looked up at him and didn't say anything either. One thing I remember I seemed to be watching myself at the bottom of the stairs from a short distance away; I wasn't worthy of him even then. When my mother was very ill and afraid to be put into the ground after death, I had another night vision. I was no longer in my bed, but going through a tunnel. I came out on the other side, I saw beautiful green trees and wanted to see the leaves up close; they moved up so I could examine them. When I quit thinking about them, they moved back. I saw crystal clear water running in front of me and a bridge arched over the water, my uncle who had been dead for many years was standing there. He said, "I just want you to look who is here." One night after that I had another night vision, and saw Mary. I was under ground somewhere where stone steps were  leading down. I saw an open grave with a figure wrapped in what appeared to be very old gauze of some kind. I knealt down and began to unwrap the figure, without any fear. When I finished, a lady sat up, I knew it was Mary the mother of Christ.I said, "I love you Mary." Mary said, "I love you too." Then she said while crying the most pitiful crying I ever heard, she said, "I have got to go back up there and try to undo what they have done." My daughter dreamed the same night that I was down stone steps and she asked Kim my niece to go down stairs and bring mother back up here. My dad was an old country Baptist preacher, before he died he told me some remarkable stories that was happening to him. I have known that someone wakes me up if I feel I am drifting too far when asleep, I will always see something or hear something. I have a heart problem, which explains the drifting. I had told my husband who was Church of Christ about someone waking me in this manner. He didn't understand it, it had never happened to him. One night I was drifting after going to sleep, a voice woke me that didn't sound like it was in our language. My husband had gotten up to use the bathroom, the bathroom light was on and the bedroom was dark. when he opened the door, he was standing in the bathroom light. When the voice said whatever they said my husband turned around where the voice was coming from and ask the voice, "What" He now tells people he heard the angel who woke me up. I could go on and on about these kind of things and the way God answers before I call. I love him – — ° ″ ′ ≈ ≠ ≤ ≥ ± − × ÷ ← → · §