death, God, and an amazing dream
So I know its been a long time since I've been on, and I dont even know if anyone I know on here still keeps up with LJ either but for some reason I'm compelled to write tonight so here we go...
first of all, I know its morbid, but I wanted to put my grandmothers obituary on here so that I'll always have it...
BLOOM, IRENE, 85
Ocala - Irene Bloom, 85, passed away on Monday, Feb. 4, 2008 at Sylvia's Hospice House. She was born in La Crosse, FL and moved to Ocala from Keystone Heights in 1985. She was a member of Central Baptist Church of Ocala and was retired from Wachovia Bank. She is survived by her husband Dr. Jesse D. Bloom of Ocala, her daughters, Sylvia Hatch of Ocala and Patsy Crumpton of Jacksonville, her granddaughter, Jenna Perry of Jacksonville and her grandson, Justin Perry of Sebring, her sisters, Rosa Lee Genovar of Gainesville and Lillian Mattingly of St. Augustine and her brothers, R. G. Thomas and Wilbur Thomas both of La Crosse. Funeral services will be held on Friday, Feb. 8, 2008 at 10:00 AM at Central Baptist Church with Dr. Andy Bloom officiating. Interment will be at Forest Lawn Memory Gardens. Visitation will be Thursday from 5-7 PM at Hiers Funeral Home, 910 SE Silver Springs Blvd. As founder and president, Dr. Bloom has asked that those who wish may make donations to Ocala Christian Academy.
Published in the Ocala Star-Banner from 2/6/2008 - 2/7/2008.
Secondly I wanted to share with everyone (or no one perhaps) a dream that I had last night.
I want to preface this by telling everyone that lately I've been having A LOT of bad/disturbing dreams, so much so that I haven't even wanted to go to sleep the past few nights. Well last night I went to bed and I prayed to God that I would have pleasant dreams so that I could finally get some rest. And this is the vivid dream I ended up having...
I was in New Zealand doing the tourist thing. My trip was coming to a close and I knew that I would have to go back to the states soon. I began getting this weird and horrifying feeling that my plane was going to go down on the way back. I knew I had to find another airline in order to avoid going down in a fiery ball, so I was running through the airport trying to find another airline that would take me back. I couldn't find one. Eventually I came upon this line of people. I asked someone what the line was for and I was told that it was to get a seat on the free airplane. But in order to get the one seat available, you had to take a test. But the test wasnt just any test, it was a test about God. You had to answer questions about God, Jesus and Christian beliefs. I stood in line and when it came time to take the test I only had 10 minutes in which to complete it. The test was 200 questions long. I did the best I could at the beginning but ended up christmas treeing it in order to finish in time. The pilot graded the tests and I got every single question right and won the free seat on the plane. I was relieved that I would be going home safely. Before taking me to the plane the pilot blind-folded me and then led me to my seat. I sat in this plane for 12 hours completely blind. When we got to the US the pilot took the blind-fold off and I looked around and saw that it was just me and the pilot in a tiny two seater plane. It terrified me that we had flown all that way in this tiny little plane but the pilot told me it was Gods plane. I then realized that my pilot was God. Thats when I woke up.
It was kind of an amazing feeling when I woke up to realize what I had dreamed about. In the dream I realized the danger of getting on the plane destined to go down in a fiery blaze. I was tested and accepted onto God's plane, which he flew for me but requested that I be blind to his path. He required my trust and faith that he would get me home safely. It felt like a metaphor for heaven and hell. Hell would have been to end up on that doomed plane that sent everyone to an agonizing death. But I chose Gods plane, Heaven. I can't know the path he has set out for me in my life (the blindfold) but I know that eventually the path will lead me home, to Heaven. Kind of amazing isn't it?
first of all, I know its morbid, but I wanted to put my grandmothers obituary on here so that I'll always have it...
BLOOM, IRENE, 85
Ocala - Irene Bloom, 85, passed away on Monday, Feb. 4, 2008 at Sylvia's Hospice House. She was born in La Crosse, FL and moved to Ocala from Keystone Heights in 1985. She was a member of Central Baptist Church of Ocala and was retired from Wachovia Bank. She is survived by her husband Dr. Jesse D. Bloom of Ocala, her daughters, Sylvia Hatch of Ocala and Patsy Crumpton of Jacksonville, her granddaughter, Jenna Perry of Jacksonville and her grandson, Justin Perry of Sebring, her sisters, Rosa Lee Genovar of Gainesville and Lillian Mattingly of St. Augustine and her brothers, R. G. Thomas and Wilbur Thomas both of La Crosse. Funeral services will be held on Friday, Feb. 8, 2008 at 10:00 AM at Central Baptist Church with Dr. Andy Bloom officiating. Interment will be at Forest Lawn Memory Gardens. Visitation will be Thursday from 5-7 PM at Hiers Funeral Home, 910 SE Silver Springs Blvd. As founder and president, Dr. Bloom has asked that those who wish may make donations to Ocala Christian Academy.
Published in the Ocala Star-Banner from 2/6/2008 - 2/7/2008.
Secondly I wanted to share with everyone (or no one perhaps) a dream that I had last night.
I want to preface this by telling everyone that lately I've been having A LOT of bad/disturbing dreams, so much so that I haven't even wanted to go to sleep the past few nights. Well last night I went to bed and I prayed to God that I would have pleasant dreams so that I could finally get some rest. And this is the vivid dream I ended up having...
I was in New Zealand doing the tourist thing. My trip was coming to a close and I knew that I would have to go back to the states soon. I began getting this weird and horrifying feeling that my plane was going to go down on the way back. I knew I had to find another airline in order to avoid going down in a fiery ball, so I was running through the airport trying to find another airline that would take me back. I couldn't find one. Eventually I came upon this line of people. I asked someone what the line was for and I was told that it was to get a seat on the free airplane. But in order to get the one seat available, you had to take a test. But the test wasnt just any test, it was a test about God. You had to answer questions about God, Jesus and Christian beliefs. I stood in line and when it came time to take the test I only had 10 minutes in which to complete it. The test was 200 questions long. I did the best I could at the beginning but ended up christmas treeing it in order to finish in time. The pilot graded the tests and I got every single question right and won the free seat on the plane. I was relieved that I would be going home safely. Before taking me to the plane the pilot blind-folded me and then led me to my seat. I sat in this plane for 12 hours completely blind. When we got to the US the pilot took the blind-fold off and I looked around and saw that it was just me and the pilot in a tiny two seater plane. It terrified me that we had flown all that way in this tiny little plane but the pilot told me it was Gods plane. I then realized that my pilot was God. Thats when I woke up.
It was kind of an amazing feeling when I woke up to realize what I had dreamed about. In the dream I realized the danger of getting on the plane destined to go down in a fiery blaze. I was tested and accepted onto God's plane, which he flew for me but requested that I be blind to his path. He required my trust and faith that he would get me home safely. It felt like a metaphor for heaven and hell. Hell would have been to end up on that doomed plane that sent everyone to an agonizing death. But I chose Gods plane, Heaven. I can't know the path he has set out for me in my life (the blindfold) but I know that eventually the path will lead me home, to Heaven. Kind of amazing isn't it?