Back in my early 20’s I had an interesting experience that I want to share.
I was living at home, and my car at the time was a white Buick. One night while sleeping I had a strange dream. In the dream a phone rang and I answered it. A woman’s voice said, “I have just seen the lights of Christ!” And I’m like, “Huh? Er, I think you have the wrong number.” I hung up in the dream but she called back and said, “I have just seen the lights of Christ!” Insistent little bugger. I said back, “Um, maybe you meant to call someone else. I have no idea what you’re talking about.” She said, “No, I called the right person.” And hung up.
Next thing I know, I’m waking up to hear my real phone ringing. That got my adrenaline pumping. The clock read 1:37. I picked it up and my dad picked up the line in his room. A man said, “Hello, this is your security patrol. We were cruising around your house a few minutes ago and everything was fine, but then we made another pass and we noticed the lights on your Buick parked out front are on. You might want to come out and turn those off.” Weird. So my dad said, “It’s your car, you go turn them off.” I pleaded with him to do it because I didn’t want to go outside in the dark (total scaredy cat) but he insisted.
I put on my slippers and a robe, grabbed my keys, and headed outside. The security patrol waved to me and took off. I couldn’t figure out how the headlights of my car went on all by themselves. But I slipped into the locked vehicle and turned them off (the high beams were even on!). I locked the door and went back to sleep.
The next morning I got in my car and turned it on. Whoa! Every single electronic thing in the car had been turned on! The windshield wipers started going, the radio was turned up to its loudest level, and the air-conditioning knob was turned to full blast. Scared me half to death. I sat in the car trying to figure out how on earth this had happened. I still don’t know to this day.
Lights of Christ indeed…