A Terrible Machine of Destruction

[Rozan]

On January 4, 2014, I dreamt that I had employment.  I was sick one day, so I did not work.  I found myself stranded and without my belongings, necessitating a trip back to my workplace to retrieve them.  I saw myself go in a hidden entrance, and it seemed that I did not want to be noticed returning.

Then, I saw that I was noticed. In spite of my illness, and lack of personal effects, I was compelled to stay. The company was rolling out a new method, with a new machine, for which every employee was required.  All were herded into a big room like a warehouse and stripped of every belonging, including clothes. I protested that I had nothing to don after, but that made no difference. 

The light of humanity in the entire generation was entirely snuffed out.  All workers were installed into premade slots in this giant new machine.  How very awful was the feeling and the sight!  I want to be free! 

In a second dream, on the same date, I was at a ward activity, and everyone was playing on this huge piece of equipment that seemed to be a great source of fun.  It was extremely large.  I was alarmed because I saw at once it was designed to destroy, not to entertain.  I was so scared for my ward!  I did not want anyone hurt.  I ran to tell the Bishop that we must all get off the equipment and flee or some would be killed.  He was having to much fun and paid me no heed.  

With a heavy heart, I departed the scene that I knew would soon be tragic.  I seemed to go into a place where we all resided.  I found a worker there, busy installing a new security system.  I started examining the parts, or what was being constructed.  But, the leader of the project seemed to constantly attempt to obstruct my view.  He determined that I was trouble, and I knew I was in danger.  

I went to another area of the building.  I watched closely as I walked, to determine the nature of the changes.  Soon, I could see that this security system was only superficial and the very real and terrifying purpose of the frantic activity in every corner was to destroy.  It was cleverly concealed, but dreadfully real.  

I wanted to warn some fellow inhabitants of the danger.  One woman listened, and was alert to the danger.  She began to aid my effort.  But, very soon the new system was fully employed against her.  She knew that she would soon die.  Accordingly, she found amongst the residents, her mother, who was a determined and avowed atheist.  The dying woman explained the situation to her mother, and her that her mother grant her last request--that she would join the Church of Jesus Christ and take her name to the temple, to do her temple work.

It was an astonishing request, but the daughter had perfect faith that her mother would willingly complete the work.  Then, it was as if her mother was working to accomplish these things.  It might of been her baptismal day.  We were in a courtyard surrounded by cement walls on all sides.  Then, we heard the terrifying thunder of Satan's footsteps, reverberating in the air.  We knew he was coming to stop this work.  It was loud and bone jarring, causing everyone to be filled with fear.  

But, in my mind's eye, outside the doors, I saw Jesus running to our rescue, swiftly and silently.  He would reach us before the evil came upon us to destroy.  My heart rejoiced!  Jesus is mighty to save and will not leave us alone!