I have dreamed about Reverend Moon many times. All my dreams were spiritually inspiring and instructive. In my most memorable dream, I stood in a cozy little room, watching Reverend and Mrs. Moon by the hearth of a fireplace. They held a baby in their arms. Completely enthralled, they lavished tender love and affection on their tiny bundle. Their love overflowed, filling the room with the same ecstatic sensation that I had experienced at my baptism of the Holy Spirit. God is love. Upon awakening, I imagined that the tiny baby represented me. Later, I recognized that the baby really represented each of God’s children.
From I Am in This Place, p. 64.