Benim ad\u0131m Mustafa. Ortado\u011fu\u2019luyum ama \u015fimdi ABD\u2019de ya\u015f\u0131yorum. Burada H\u0131ristiyan bir kad\u0131nla evlendim. Mutluyduk ve ben de kendini adam\u0131\u015f H\u0131ristiyanlarla iyi bir ili\u015fki kurmu\u015ftum. Sonra kar\u0131m ani geli\u015fen bir inme sonucunda hayat\u0131n\u0131 kaybetti. Dostlar\u0131m\u0131z \u00fcz\u00fcnt\u00fcm\u00fc payla\u015fmaya geldiler. G\u00fc\u00e7s\u00fcz hissediyordum ve beni hayatta tutacak bir dua, g\u00f6r\u00fcnmez g\u00fc\u00e7 kaynaklar\u0131na eri\u015febilecek herhangi bir \u015fey olup olmad\u0131\u011f\u0131n\u0131 merak ediyordum.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In the months after her death, I was left with many question and intense grief. I was in a foreign land with a two-year-old daughter and without peace. My Christian friends kept visiting, and we bonded over pain. We often talked about God, but it was clear that I was on unique journey to “touch Jesus’ mantle.” God needed to show Himself powerful and personal to me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Most Muslims do not doubt God’s existence. Their question is different: is He present? Does God show up when I am in need? I often found myself exploring esoteric videos on YouTube and having dreams in which evil spirits would harass me. But I was not afraid.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Sonra Ramazan\u2019\u0131n bitmesine yak\u0131n, di\u011ferlerine benzemeyen bir r\u00fcya g\u00f6rd\u00fcm. R\u00fcyamda bir evdeydim. Vah\u015fi hayvanlar inekleri par\u00e7alay\u0131p yutuyordu. Be\u015f hayvan vard\u0131 ve bir alt\u0131nc\u0131s\u0131 s\u0131rtlana benziyordu ama asl\u0131nda k\u0131l\u0131k de\u011fi\u015ftirmi\u015f ba\u015fka bir hayvand\u0131. Hayvanlar\u0131 izledim ve oradan \u00e7\u0131kmak i\u00e7in onlar\u0131 ittim. Sonuncusu direndi, bunun \u00fczerine ona sert bir \u015fekilde vurdum. Sonra radyoda bir sesin g\u00f6ky\u00fcz\u00fcnde kocaman bir \u015fey meydana geldi\u011fini anons etti\u011fini duydum. Bunun ne oldu\u011funu biliyordum sanki ama unutmu\u015ftum.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Evden \u00e7\u0131kt\u0131m ve g\u00f6ky\u00fcz\u00fcnde b\u00fcy\u00fck bir saate benzeyen \u015feyi g\u00f6rd\u00fcm, bir bina kadar b\u00fcy\u00fckt\u00fc. \u00dczerinde Romen rakamlar\u0131 vard\u0131, \u00f6n\u00fc ve arkas\u0131 \u015feffaf camdan yap\u0131lm\u0131\u015ft\u0131. Her yerden insanlar saate ak\u0131n ediyorlard\u0131. Saatin g\u00f6sterdi\u011fi zaman\u0131 g\u00f6remiyordum ama saatin i\u00e7inde a\u011f\u0131r a\u011f\u0131r hareket eden di\u015fliler net bir \u015fekilde g\u00f6r\u00fcn\u00fcyordu. Zaman\u0131 temsil eden rakamlar\u0131n \u00fczerinde k\u00fc\u00e7\u00fck insanlar hareket ediyordu.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
While I watched, my Christian friend showed up and put his arm around my shoulders and asked me if I could remember the color of the clock, to which I responded, “Yes, yellow.” Then I woke up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
R\u00fcyam\u0131 anlatmak i\u00e7in H\u0131ristiyan arkada\u015flar\u0131m\u0131 g\u00f6rmeye gittim. \u015ea\u015fk\u0131nl\u0131k i\u00e7inde oturma odalar\u0131nda r\u00fcyamdaki saati g\u00f6rd\u00fcm! Bu, iki taraf i\u00e7in de bu r\u00fcyay\u0131 birlikte \u00e7\u00f6zmemizin beklendi\u011fini g\u00f6steren bir i\u015faretti. R\u00fcyam\u0131 anlamama yard\u0131m ettiler.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In my dream the home is a place of dwelling and safety, but instead there were wild animals devouring the good and tame animals. Just like in Yusuf’s dreams, animals eating each other are a sign of calamity.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Hayvanlar vah\u015fi ve yok ediciydi ama i\u00e7lerinden bir tanesi d\u00fczenbazd\u0131. S\u0131rtlan ve yabani kediler ba\u015fkalar\u0131na sald\u0131ran insanlar\u0131 temsil eder. Aldat\u0131c\u0131 hayvan, evi terk ederken kar\u015f\u0131ma \u00e7\u0131kan sonuncusu, ad\u0131 d\u00fczenbazl\u0131\u011f\u0131 ifade eden \u015eeytan\u2019\u0131 simgeler. Ben bu hayvan\u0131n pe\u015fine d\u00fc\u015ft\u00fcm ve o da direndi \u00e7\u00fcnk\u00fc di\u011ferlerini onun buyru\u011funu yerine getirmeye k\u0131\u015fk\u0131rtan oydu.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The radio announcer represents God’s people who announce the coming of the Hour and tell us about its signs. I knew about the Hour, but the radio announcer reminded me of that which I had forgotten. These are the faithful people announcing about the Hour and pointing people to it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
R\u00fcyamdaki sahne yery\u00fcz\u00fcndeki evden cennete de\u011fi\u015fmi\u015fti. Tanr\u0131 yapt\u0131\u011f\u0131 \u015feyi g\u00f6rmemi ve evi kendim temizlemeye odaklanmamam\u0131 istiyordu. O s\u0131rada \u00f6nemli olan ev de\u011fil, vakitti.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The clock represents the Hour. “And indeed, Jesus will be a sign for the Hour, so be not in doubt of it, and follow Me. This is a straight path” (Qur’an 43:61). This clock confirms what is recorded in (Injil, Revelation 1:7) “Behold, He is coming with the clouds, and every eye will see Him\u2013 even those who pierced Him. And all the tribes of the earth will mourn because of Him.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n
What is the meaning? God is showing me that the Hour is near. The clock is transparent so that people from the East and the West would be able to see it. They flock to it, recognizing its great importance. The interconnected gears inside of it represent generations after generations that are connected, forming one community of God’s people. They are inside of the clock, for they have been faithful in their generations, and now they are saved and sealed. The people moving inside of the clock show that in history there is a movement of people who are not afraid of the Day of Judgment, nor do they grieve, for they are saved since they have received Al-Masih who has the power of the Day of Judgment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Finally, God has provided me with a fellow sojourner to walk this journey on the Straight path, a spiritual brother who desires to grow with me and closer to God. God showed me that the time is near, and that I could be part of God’s last-day people inside the clock. I am on a journey to know more about Isa Al-Masih and the beliefs of my friends.<\/p>\n<\/body><\/html>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
My name is Mustafa. I come from the Middle East, but I am now living in the U.S. I got married here to a Christian woman. We were living happily, and I developed a good relationship with dedicated Christians. Then I suddenly lost my wife to a stroke. Our friends came to share in my grief. I felt powerless and wondered if there was any sort of prayer that would have kept her alive, anything that could tap into the […]<\/p>","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":3603,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_uf_show_specific_survey":0,"_uf_disable_surveys":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[161,14],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3602","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-dreamsmeanings","category-stories"],"yoast_head":"\n