A few weeks ago, something happened. To be completely honest, I’m still not entirely sure what happened. Most might say it was a dream, but to me, it felt very different. I believe it was more of an experience than a dream. It occurred in the middle of the night. I had been asleep—completely unaware—when suddenly, I became fully aware– fully conscious. I found myself untethered and being pulled by an overwhelming force through a place I had never seen before. I’m not even sure it was a “place” in the traditional sense; it felt more like an atmosphere or a dimension beyond physical understanding. I was moving at an indescribable speed, faster than anything I’ve ever known, faster than anything that could be measured. Instinctively, I began calling out for Jesus and searching for Him. I was disoriented, but not afraid. Even in my bewilderment, I felt a strange sense of peace and safety. I wondered if I had died and was entering eternity. I questioned whether I was experiencing the raptu...