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In my dream, I find myself alone, walking along a tree-lined path. It is so well-traveled that the dirt is smooth. A cool,
gentle breeze is blowing. Suddenly, three angels descend in front of me. After they land, their wings fold, and fold
again, and fold again. They approach me and announce that they have been sent to walk with me and answer my
questions. I tell them I have many questions. One of the angels, who is tall and very noble looking, smiles at me.
When I try to make eye contact, he looks away or toward another angel. He asks, "What are your questions?" I say,
"I have great concern for those who are involved in the feast days and how they celebrate old Jewish customs. I
have read and watched how they dress, dance, and perform different rituals. I also have questions about the Bible
code. Is there any truth to a person being able to look through the Bible and find a hidden message in different
passages?" I ask other questions, but he interrupts me. The angel says, "Because you do not understand certain
well-grounded customs in different studies, you find things different from the way you think they should be. If certain
groups want to celebrate an ancient Jewish ritual by song and dance, it is not up to you to say it is bad just because
things are shown to you in a dream contrary to what I am showing you to be correct now. The enemy wants all to love
and worship God in their own way!" Then he says, "As for the Bible code, there is so much to be found if one just
takes the time to study and look for it there. You will find so much truth, from the smallest thing on earth to the largest
galaxy in the universe." Then another angel says, "You need to go back and recant the things you have said. You
did not understand what you were shown. You do not understand about the things you spoke of concerning the Bible
verses, Joe Crews, and Doug Batchelor. Ellen White's writings were mostly what she felt. You are doing the same
thing now, aren’t you?" I feel there is much to learn from them, but something doesn't seem right. I want to look into
their eyes, but every time I try, they look away.
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