I was praying and seeking the Lord when I fell asleep.
And then, I had a vision.
A white open door, suspended in the sky.
I could hear the Holy Spirit reminding me of Jesus’ words:
“I am the way… no one comes to the Father except through Me.”
Jesus is the Door.
I knew the Lord was inviting me in.
But I didn’t know how to get there.
There were no stairs, no ladder—just an open door in the sky.
I thought of Jacob’s ladder, the connection between heaven and earth.
And then, suddenly, I was awake.
Confused.
Searching for understanding.
I had no language or reference point for how to reach that door.
So I prayed and enquired of the Lord.
I told the Lord, “I want to go through the open door, but I don’t know how.”
And as true to form as ever, I fell back asleep.
The Secret Place Stairs
This time, I was in a pristine white corridor.
There was a staircase leading upwards, long and winding.
Someone was leading me.
With each step I took, I heard music.
Not just any music—it was the song of the Lord.
I praised.
I worshipped.
Then, we reached a door on the right.
The person leading me asked, “Do you want to see inside?”
I didn’t hesitate. Yes!
Before stepping in, He handed me a fiery orange jacket and took my old, tattered coat.
I put it on.
The room was radiant, the brightest white, it was as if it was made of a light so pure it seemed alive.
Then, something incredible happened.
What I can only describe as a river of liquid, glowing iridescence began to fill the room, painting the walls as it flowed.
Somehow I knew: this was the glory of the Lord.
It filled the room, wrapping everything in its presence.
And I—completely at peace, overwhelmed with joy—woke up to a song about glory and love still echoing in my spirit.
That encounter marked me.
It rekindled my passion for worship and God’s presence.
To Share or Not to Share?
Even as I write this, I hesitate.
Should I really be sharing something so intimate?
As a dreamer, once I’ve discerned the dream is from God, I always wrestle with this:
Is this dream just for me? Is it a prayer point? Or is it something I need to release?
This encounter was personal.
But I felt a release to share—because maybe, just maybe, this will encourage someone or answer a question they’ve been carrying.
A few days ago, something stunned me, which is how I remembered this encounter.
I was reading a book about glory—a book I had hesitated to pick up for over five years.
Why?
Because I was afraid.
Afraid of being deceived. Afraid of being moved by experience instead of truth.
And in that fear, I had unknowingly closed myself off from diverse encounters with God.
That was until I realized I can be biblical accurate & experience miraculous glory of God in wondrous dimensions.
SO as I read the book, one phrase leapt off the page:
“The hidden place of the stairs.”
I froze.
This book was first printed in 1990.
My dream happened a few years ago.
And yet, here was a corroboration of my encounter, written long before I had it.
God was speaking.
God desires to commune with us.
He seeks and actively looks for worshippers who will come in spirit and in truth.
These are the days of the open door.
These are the days where the knowledge of the glory of the Lord is increasing.
So, I pray this sparks a holy curiosity in you.
If you are a dreamer, may this encourage you to seek more of God.
If you are a worshipper, may this inspire you to ascend the hill of the Lord with praise and worship (Psalm 24:3).
Turn your eyes upon Jesus.
And when the glory comes—reflect whom you behold.
Bloom in Solitude🌸