was it Christ?

[shawnlong823]

I began having prophetic dreams after receiving Christ 2002, at least it was then I started realizing them. This dream is one of a series of dreams I had while attending a Christian Men’s Discipleship Ministry shortly after Christ came into my life.
This particular dream in it self has a two part prophetic meaning, I feel, the first of which I am still living through and the second remains a mystery to me.

Here it goes:
I dreamt that I was in some sort of vehicle, kind of like a box on four wheels. I was traveling down a road (a very broad or wide road) when I reached the end. At that point there was a cliff and connected to it was a long narrow bridge. I couldn’t see what was at the other end of the bridge; it just faded into the distance. It stretched across what I felt to be a very large bottomless pit; an endless valley of death and misery, a place where loneliness and sorrow lived and lived for eternity and if there was a bottom or an end to it I couldn’t see through the cold damp mist that filled it.
Anyway, as the vehicle I was traveling in moved onto the narrow bridge (half of the vehicle on the bridge the other half still on the road), out of the corner of my eye (on the left side) I noticed a large cloud forming in the sky. As I turned and watched this amazing sight I was astonished by what I was seeing and in my mind all I could think or say was “cool.”
As I starred in astonishment I noticed a muzzle of a horse slowly emerging from within this cloud, then the entire head, then the chest, and the two front legs and finally a man sitting on its back wearing a long white robe and sandals. The horse was a light grayish color and very muscular. The man had a tall stature, a dark tanned face, long dark hair and a beard; he resembled what we might think of Christ to look like and looked to be very powerful.
While starring back down to me he slowly lifted his right arm above his head while a large ball of fire formed in his hand. He then hurled the fireball toward the bridge destroying a portion of it about twenty feet in front of me. The sound of the explosion was deafening as the vibration shook the foundation beneath me and smoke and debris filled the air.
He then hurled another ball of fire this time landing it just a few feet in front of me and completely destroyed a whole section of the bridge making it impossible for me to cross.
Afterward, I began to panic as I stood up and turned to my right and prepared to leap from the vehicle to safety and in my mind I heard a voice say (my voice) “I have to run and hide” I then heard a second voice answer (not Mine) “There is no where to hide” at that point I noticed a row of brown stone Apartments across the street. (Perhaps that is where I was going to run and hide)

Suddenly the entire scene changed: I am now floating in mid air about 30,000-35,000 feet above the earth, at least high enough to see the curvature of the earth and the entire panhandle of Florida and the Gulf of Mexico.
I was about ten feet from the back side of this figure on the horse but was also aware that I had suddenly escaped, somehow, from that violent and destructive scene, I was very relieved.
At this point I couldn’t see the man’s face but was very curious of what he looked like up close. I was also aware that he knew I was there but for the most part was ignoring me but felt that he wanted me to see what he was about to do. I floated around off to the side, almost facing him, to get a better look. He wouldn’t look at me directly but kept looking down to the earth.
He looked like this:
He was a tall man, taller than average with brown leathery skin that looked like someone who had spent a lot of time out in the sun over the years.
He wasn’t a very handsome man; I will go as far to say below average. He had a wide round face and a wide nose and wide eyes. He looked to be in his early thirty’s with long shoulder length dark coarse hair and a medium length beard and had piercing eyes. He looked to be of Middle Eastern descent. He had wide feet and wore sandals with long sandal straps, assuming up to his knees, and had big powerful hands that showed signs of hard work. His calm and gentle expression spoke certainty and reason that almost wore a smile as he starred into the earth.
I sensed that this man was someone of great power and purpose but who was as gentle as a dove and I felt very comfortable being near him.
Suddenly, as though he waited long enough for me to get a good look at him; he once again raised his right arm above his head as a ball of flames formed in his hand. He then hurled the ball to the earth and as he retracted his arm a second time I could see another ball forming in his hand as he hurled that one to the earth as well, he did this three times.
I watched as the balls of fire fall toward Florida until they disappeared. I then woke up.

I would also like to add that the night I accepted Christ into my life I experienced some remarkable and miraculous events that turned a once atheist then agnostic but non-believer in Christ, into a Christian. And during these events I had a vision of a man who resembles the man on the horse. It’s strange but true.

Matthew 7:13-16. “Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it. But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it.”

I would also like to add that the night I accepted Christ into my life I experienced some remarkable and miraculous events that turned me, a once atheist then agnostic but non-believer in Christ, into a Christian. And during these events I had a vision of a man who resembles the man on the horse.
It's strange but true.

Please Pray for me for strength and change.