A Fallen Treasure I Am

Date: 9/13/2016

A vision during prayer at the end of day 9.12.16. Beginning a man floats in mid air within a void darkness. While an angel with ribbon unwraps the ribbon of light from around the man, and wraps him in the ribbon again. Suddenly the man, like smoke, falls through the angel's arms while he is being hugged by this angel. The man falls into the unending abyss of darkness. Past a train rumbling louder and louder. Then a soft quietness comes showing the man has fallen past the train. Slowly I lose sight of the man because the deep darkness covers him as he falls further into nowhere... Just blackness. At the bottom where he lay the man sits up and sees another man. the man asks for his one little ribbon of light by stretching out his hands. He is reluctant at first to give it up, but then gives the little bit he has. The man then blows on the ribbon; and, like seed, plants trees of light in the darkness all around. These trees grow so fast and are so large they lift him and the other man higher and higher into a peaceful sunrise. These trees even bring other souls unknown to the initial man. A peaceful place above the darkness. My Moral Conviction I had resentments against rich people because their homes seem so healthy. I hated their arrogance and not so generous additudes...which is the attitude I find in myself in when in a rich neighbourhood or rich person's home. I feel I went through more pain and poverty than they will understand. Therefore I hated them. I feel God has shown me that I have not fallen into the pit of pain and deep depression for no reason. That the little life I have left in me can help others in dark places as I once was. I was unable to see others in the black abyss. I can trust that with the little I have he will multiply it into something I couldn't have done. For the light isn't of me. I came to this realization of my hatred when seeing a mother play with her little boy alone in a nice park. I watched from a hill away under a tree while eating my lunch before my AA meeting in Golden Valley. She was teaching her son moves that looked like soccer practice. he was only probably 4 years old. Then he got on his bike when a suv pulled in and honked at arrival. The family slowly walked together to the car. He picked his son up and played with him and encouraged him as the mom did. I went to the park to talk to God and be in silence. I was frustrated seeing this family because my family was torn and broken.. and in result... I felt broken as a person. My family rarely had peacful feelings attached to it. My first thoughts seeing the people was 'it must be nice having everything' including a sober dad and a calm mom all together. I want this for my family, but first I should forgive my family for being messy. The other thing before success in this is to be happy for others successful lives. Thirdly to get through the night sober.