Words of the Cayme Family
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Words of the Cayme Family |
I was 4th year HS then when I had this very wonderful dream about the blessing.
My dream started in this way. It was early morning when I was awaken by the shout of the priest, yelling in a loud voice "Why you are making me wait like this, where are the bride and groom?" I was wondering why I was sitting in the front pew of the church wearing a wedding gown.
I looked around the church as well as the back area to check who were the couple to be wed that made the priest so angry. However, nobody seems to be except me since I was the only one wearing the wedding gown.
For courtesy sake and to calm down the priest, I stood and immediately ran towards him with a wondering mind... "Is it me?" "Who is my fiance?" Then the moment I stood in front of the priest there was a man rushing from the outside wearing a suit whom I didn't know. He was apologizing a lot for being late.
When the priest announced the start of the ceremony and while preparing the altar, I was asking the man if we knew each other, what was his name, where did we meet, were we engaged couple, etc.
Honestly it was JUST out of respect and obedience to the priest that's why even though I didn't know what was going on and how did it start, I came up front for the ceremony.
It was a simple ceremony... a question and answer and the water benediction only. Right after that, this guy held my arm and he told me he had no time because he had mission so we needed to hurry up. We ran and ran passing through a muddy area and squatter's village. My gown was covered with so much dirt because of the mud that splashed on it when we passed through that muddy place. In the squatter village I saw a lot of suffering people. I was thinking, "oh my gosh, this is really a terrible life". People are fighting, stealing, starving and some were sickly. That place never reached my imagination that time.
(Actually during those times though we were not rich but my mother despite being alone in raising our family, we never experienced such terrible situation similar to what I saw in my dream.)
After passing along that place, my shock made me speechless as we entered into a white palace. He said, it was his home and from that time on I would be living there. However, he said "I have to leave you here since I have to continue my mission" and he disappeared. Then I woke up.
Guess what was the first thing I had in my mind the moment I woke up?
I never thought of the religious aspect of my dream when I woke up.... I was trying to recall HIS FACE! He was tall with small eyes and had a white complexion. I think my secular mind was working strongly at that time. For the whole day I was trying to recall all the faces of the brothers I knew who could possibly be similar to the guy in my dream. Moreover, that search of who that guy was extended until I was in college before I joined the movement.
Accidentally, when I was a freshman in Geodetic Engineering, I happened to have a classmate who looked similar to the guy in my dream. He was cute and with a cheerful face. Since I was elected class president for the entire freshman in our Department, I was close to many students. Particularly with this guy. Also because he lived next to our town we were on the same school transportation service. But, this guy was smoking and was not good in his studies that turned me off so much and I stopped thinking about the guy in my dream until I forgot about it.
I didn't think of this dream seriously nor I thought of any spiritual message in it except for the fact that I became curious of to whom I would be married with in the future. In 1987 since we were CARP members, the blessing, was a secret thing to all of us. Only in 1988 when there were candidates from Cabanatuan that this Blessing came to our knowledge.
Suddenly, I remembered my dream so clearly. All things flashed in a screen in details. The first thing that came into my mind was not the guy but the Priest. It was True Father. I was crying in the prayer room when I recalled that moment. My gosh! I met True Father in 1985 while I was 4th year HS and I thought he was already preparing me to join the church as soon as I entered University and yet, I turned down many invitations from CARP during those period and later joined when I was already 3rd year.
Because of my dream, I never had any problem understanding the idea of the blessing, the matching part especially. For people with secular mindset, matching is very crucial idea which many people would struggle about. However, because of my dream, I never had any single doubt about it and could fully understand even the course of the blessing.
The muddy area and the squatter village that we had been into gave me idea that there is no immediate Kingdom of Heaven or ideals in the blessing. In fact I kept in my mind that I would be passing through those hellish situations before I could see the PALACE.
That Palace became my hope, my strength, my vision and my sustenance to keep my blessing life. I believed, with all my experiences in this course, heaven is surely the END POINT of my journey as long as I will hold onto my faith to the Messiah.
And honestly speaking, from 2009 I'm beginning to see Kingdom of Heaven now after years of living in hell.