On a beautiful summer day, I was
standing outside with another person. A trumpet started to
sound. Looking up at the sky, we saw the end of a trumpet
taking shape in the middle of a white cloud. At first I
thought it was my brother playing his trumpet (he plays the
trumpet in his church's worship band).
But as the sound became louder and louder and the trumpet grew larger and larger, I realized it couldn't be him! I then thought, "This must be it!" After several seconds I asked to myself, "Well, am I going or not?" At this point I was "raptured" up into a room high in the sky. In the room were six other people.
After a long wait, a lady came in and told us we had to do "something" (I can't remember what it was) in order to go up higher. After some hesitation, five people did the "work" we were told to do. But one woman and I refused. We both said, "You don't get to heaven by doing any kind of work but by trusting in the grace of God."
The five people who did the work were then escorted out of the room by the lady. As they disappeared out the door, we saw them going DOWN!
The woman and I waited an uncomfortably long period of time. I began thinking, "Maybe I should have done what we were told to do." But just then we were "raptured" to a room higher in the sky. I had the feeling we were right below heaven.
After a long wait, the same lady as before entered. She again told us we had to do "something" to proceed higher. We again refused, giving the same reason as before. The lady left the room. We waited and waited - and then I woke up.
