Last week I had a dream. It was one in a series of dreams I have had over the course of a year. I know these dreams are not ordinary dreams, but from the Lord. This most recent one was important enough that felt I should share it. 

In the dream, I obtained a small shop in a mall. But this was no ordinary shop, nor was it an ordinary mall. Even before I unlocked the doors, I was told by other shop owners to come and buy from their stores, not to open this shop. While there were crowds of curious people looking to see the shop that was re-opening, the other shop owners pushed them into going to their stores.

Once inside the shop, my team and I had to clean the place up. There was a lot of dust. Worse yet, there was mold on the books and items we were selling in the shop. The mold was so bad it looked like long hair growing on the books.

While some were cleaning up the windows, shelves and signs, I started to clean the books. I used a thick mold killer and a razor to cut away and clean the old books. As I cleaned them, I could see they were made of gold and silver, wrapped in leather. The books were beautiful to behold. Upon closer examination I could see what they were – the Scriptures, the Word of God.

Even though we were still cleaning, people insisted they be allowed to shop in the store. They looked around. Some could see the beauty under the imperfection from what seemed like decades of neglect and stayed to help clean.

Meanwhile, the other store owners came in and told us the end was coming. We all needed to get out of this shop and go to their shops for safety. Even in the court yards between the shops, they argued amongst themselves, with every shop owner insisting they have the safest shop.

I let everyone know that they were welcome to come and go in this shop as the please, and welcome to their shops, but that we would stay and clean. I let them know that they would indeed be safe in their shops, but that this shop was just as safe. It was the mall itself that protected us, not the stores.

It was at this point that a few things happened. Firstly, I realized that this shop I was in was not really a book store, as I had imagined. Nor were any of the other shops normal stores that sold things like clothing or electronics. All of the stores in this mall sold the same thing – Jesus Christ. Some asked for more money. Some were more entertaining. But all sold the same service – salvation.

It was then that I realized that all of the stores were the various Christian religions.They all claimed to have the only Christ with the saving grace that lead to salvation. Yet those that came to the shop I had re-opened were looking for something more – exaltation.

It seemed that the moment I realized this, the sky caught fire. The ceiling of the mall was glass windows. How anyone though their store with class windows would survive a meteor shower, I do not know. Yet this was their argument, their store was safe while all the other stores had glass windows. In the dream, however, I knew that we would all be just fine. I was calmly telling another store owner that we in the re-opened shop would be fine as the meteor shower started. We both looked up, and he dropped to the ground as I calmly watched the meteor disintegrate before hitting the roof of the mall.

Looking around, I saw many surprised, running for shelter as they were caught unaware in the courtyards. Yet in the mall, they were all safe. The other shop owner that had been trying to argue with me got up and sheepishly scratched his head. He admitted that I had been correct. Everyone in the mall was safe.

Once the meteor shower ended, the other shop owners and I went out to survey the land. We found it utterly decimated. All life outside the mall had been destroyed but a few stragglers saved I know not how. But the few that were left went to the mall, stunned that it was there. They all stated that they had never seen it, nor knew of it. That, if they had known there was a mall they would have entered and warned their friends and family.

This dream was a powerful message and warning to me. Doctrine and Covenants 76: 39-44 points out that all that accept Christ will be saved. This grace was the mall in my dream. It does not matter what “store” or church we belong to, as long as we are His – that is Christ’s. Rather than fighting amongst ourselves, we should be working together to share the Good News of Christ with all.

“For all the rest [that are not perdition] shall be brought forth by the resurrection of the dead, through the triumph and the glory of the Lamb, who was slain, who was in the bosom of the Father before the worlds were made…¬†That through him all might be saved whom the Father had put into his power and made by him; who glorifies the Father, and saves all the works of his hands, except those sons of perdition who deny the Son after the Father has revealed him.” – D&C 76: 31, 42-43

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