It appears, my subconscious projected one artistic vision after another … from my eyes into the cloud formations…creating the seven steps of the crucifixion. They were gloriously large and completely detailed … intricately sculptured in blue and white. Every muscle was visible in Jesus’ arms and legs, as if some great artist had painted the visions! It wasn’t anything I could conscious do … that’s for sure!

That same afternoon, I was rushed to the kitchen window again. This time, I saw Christ in his tomb, (I can still see Him in my mind’s eye lying on the slab,) Christ in hell, surrounded by devils and demons, the resurrection and the ascension. The visions were awesome! Breathtaking! I could see every muscle, yet they were subtle or a subtle blend of blue and white within the cloud formations.

Awakening from a night’s sleep, I couldn’t move my outstretched arms. Another hypnotic trance had my arms and hands outstretched by each side, just over my head as far as they could stretch, as if they were pinned to the mattress.