As I dreamed, I sensed a strong presence.  Immediately, I knew it was the Lord approaching and standing right before me.  My entire body began to get a current of energy that permeated my entire being.  It was similar to goosebumps, but with a much deeper and stronger flow.  It felt awesome!   Becoming very excited, I held out my hands and said, “Yes Lord, what is you want….please tell me.”  I also remember hearing the sound of music and singing that sounded all over the room.   I jumped out of my chair and began to search the room for the source of this sound that was every but not found.   Soon revelation knowledge came to me that it was the music and singing of angels.  Although I could feel and hear it, I couldn’t see it.  Wow, it was a fantastic sensation!

As the host filled the room and the Lord stood before me (somehow I was seated again in my recliner facing the Lord….you know how dreams change a scene without a transition).  I asked the Lord, “Please tell me what is it you want…..Yes Lord, here I am.”   But to my disappointment, I didn’t hear a word; only the singing of many voices, and music……there were many sounds all at once.  Some sounds I’d never heard before and can’t describe.   However, all the sounds came together beautifully.  As I continued to inquire of the Lord, His presence begin to slowly fade away.  Sensing this, I became more frantic and desperate, yet  He and the heavenly host continued to slowly faded away.

I then came to full consciousness in the chair still asking and wondering what had just happened.  As this all transpired, I was constantly in my mind trying to figure out if I was dreaming or was I conscious.  I seemed to be in both worlds at the same time.  It felt strange and confusing but somehow very exciting.

Dream over.

Just as he finished speaking, a rush of individuals begin to descend down the stairs from the top floor( the top floor was somewhat obscure, almost looked as if the building really had no roof, yet stairs went up into the obscurity). They were all dressed alike in polo style shirts(yellow) but I couldn’t really see if they wore pants or not. All I saw was a blur underneath them. There were male and female of many different skin colors and physical attributes. For some reason, I ran up the stairs into the rush as they blew past me like the wind. I wanted to know from where they were coming. As I ran up, my face met one of the last individuals coming down. He had a tan skin color with short, straight, brown well-kept hair. His face was very chiseled with a stiff chin, high cheeks and a beauty I can’t describe. He looked at me with dark deep eyes almost as if he were asking me where was I going but his lips didn’t move. He spoke to me through the mind like mental telepathy. For some reason, I said,”I pick you to be my tutor”. It was really strange though, because it was as if he had already chose me but my mouth said the words, “I pick you”; almost as if I knew he was assigned to me.

He then led me down to the lobby or conference area where the head guy had spoken to us. In the room now were many of these tutors and each person sitting beside a tutor. Everyone seemed to fix their eyes upon me and my tutor as we sat. Someone asked me, “How did you get him”. I was puzzled by this question. We sat and my tutor began to speak. As he spoke, I quickly realized why the question was asked. I was sitting at his side at the head table.

I truly believe these tutors represented angels sent to guide and protect.

[Origin: 1350–1400; ME < L t?tor protector, equiv. to t?- (var. s. of tuér? to guard; see tutelage) + -tor -tor]

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