Brae Wyckoff's Open Vision - Beach Chapel Church - Encinitas, CA

Brae’s Vision 7-2-14 at Beach Chapel Church in Encinitas during Worship

I am running in a race and along the way I see other runners. It is not a competitive race, but instead a race of endurance, a race toward a common goal, and runners are encouraging each other to press on.

I suddenly saw what looked to be dead people on the side and as I went further I realized they were once runners. They were each marked with words such as


I noticed angels by each body, kneeling and pleading for their soul, calling out to what appeared to be a lifeless person, but there was hope in their voices.

I continued to run and even among the tragedy I felt encouraged and soon realized an angel was running behind me with his hand on my back.

“What about the others,” I called back.

There was no response. My inner being wanted to stop and help. Maybe they weren’t dead.

Suddenly, a runner in front of me began to slow down.

“What’s wrong? Keep going,” I said.

“I’m tired, so tired,” he said weakly.

I locked into his arm with mine and said, “Let’s do this together.”

There was a surge of energy that propelled the runner. I was filled with encouragement and I took a chance and stopped by a fallen man with FEAR on top of him.

“Do not fear,” I whispered, but there was no movement. I knelt down and laid my hands upon his chest and said with more conviction, “Do not fear.”

There was sudden movement and I repeated the phrase. The man’s eyes opened and he sat upright and looked around. He gazed at his surroundings to get his bearings and FEAR began to creep back in.

I helped him up, but he was visibly shaken and uncertain.

“Come on. Let’s go,” I said.

“I can’t. I can’t. You don’t understand.”

“Why can’t you?”

“I just can’t. I’m afraid of failing.”

“Me too, but moving forward in our fear will turn to courage but we must move forward.”

“But how?”

“I will show you. You can do it.”

We both walked together and then our pace quickened and soon we were jogging and then running. A smile was on his face as we went further and further. FEAR lifted away altogether.

“Keep going,” I said as I slowed.

“What are you doing?” he asked while running forward.

“I helped you and want to help others.”

I stopped and watched him press further on. I looked down at someone incapacitated by DEPRESSION. I knelt down and said while looking at the praying angel, “It is time. Don’t lose faith.”

There was no movement, but my confidence did not waiver as I had seen this before.

I said with authority, “I believe in you.”

The man’s eyes opened and he looked at me. I smiled, but he instantly looked away. I turned his face back toward me with love in my eyes and said, “I believe in you. You matter. You have a purpose in life.”

“Who are you?” he responded.

“I’m someone that is on a journey just like you, but if I travel alone on this path then I should just lie down and give up to. I can’t do this without you.”

“Why me?”

“Why not you? Now get up and dust yourself off. I can show you the way.”

A new voice said behind them, “And so can I.”

I turned and there was the runner I had helped before. He was healthy and whole. He came back to help. We surrounded the fallen man, lifted him up, and locked arms with him together.

Our walk soon turned to a jog and then we were running. The three of us banded together and stopped to help others and soon we had a union of people beyond measure. We could not count the massive amount of runners. It was a sea of people and these waters, to continue the analogy, could not be stopped. These waters seeped into the darkest of areas, bringing life, bringing love, and raising those fallen back to life, back to their destiny.