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Take Me To The King
Many of us travel on airplanes that take us to distant lands. Flying is not my favorite thing to do, but it’s necessary to get me where I need to be. However, among all my domestic and foreign travel, I will never forget this flight—or the destination it took me to. My dream starts with my family and I flying on a plane. There is no one else on board with us, not even a single flight attendant. And like any plane reaching its altitude, we are well within deep pockets of clo

Bre Jackson
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In His Loving Arms
My eyes are shut, and I’m somewhere between being asleep and awake. I see Jesus approaching a large, white building. He is wearing a long, white robe, as in my first dream, and every subsequent encounter. I, too, am wearing white. I vividly recall wearing a white pantsuit and a pair of dark heels. As Jesus nears the entrance of this building, I narrowly close in. Because of the shoes, I labor to keep up with His pace. Assuming He knows that I’m struggling, He stops and tu

Bre Jackson
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My Eyes Have Seen The Lord
About sixteen years ago, I had a dream. I’m being lifted from my bed, while lying on a pillow-like surface. As I ascend into the sky, I'm struck by a host of beautiful stars. Words cannot describe all that I take-in during my ascension into the clouds, but I felt like a child on Christmas morning. I can't see who—or what—is carrying me on this life-changing journey. But after reaching a certain altitude, everything comes to a stop. When my eyes see a man wearing a long, whit

Bre Jackson
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