Dreams & Events

Outside of all the things that God has done for me and lead me to in my life, I would say this was the first thing (not a dream) that happened to me that was...significantly memorable...and you'll see why in a moment. This event sometime in early 2013, after May, marked the start of my journey on the narrow path.

My husband worked late nights often and wasn't home till like 8pm. So on the evening this all started, I was just finishing up watching a movie and was going down the hallway to my room (the master with a bathroom attached). The hallway was dark but that usually didn't bother me but that day, I felt uncomfortable. This went on for a week and each night it got worse and worse. It went from uncomfortable to walking really fast to get to the bathroom to flip the light on to being scared for your life, running to get to the light switch. And MAN! There is a very HIGH chance that you have NEVER felt scared for your life before and I hope you never do. Ill tell you the end after this next part...

The only reason it ended was because of something else that happened at the same time...

In the meantime of not being able to go down the hall to my bedroom (without fear) at night, during the daytime there was another unwanted addition. One day, in the middle of THAT week, I was in the shower...doing the usual shower stuff and as I looked over to my conditioner bottle, I saw through my textured and frosted glass (like it wasn't even there) into the attached bathtub there was a man. An old man with thin grey velvety hair and age spots, freckles and dirt covering his skin tilted his head and looked up at me from a squatting low, hunched over position. He had on an old stained/dirty orange shirt under old and dirty jean overalls. He said nothing. Just looked at me. If that doesn't make you hang a towel over the shower wall and shower will all the speed and covering up awkwardness then nothing will.

On the last day of this, before I could take no more, I was again alone at night and had to go to my bedroom to get something. I was running for my life down the shortest hallway ever, scared and nearly crying, heavy breathing and the air is really HEAVY around me. You could feel that PRESENCE LOOMING just over your back like it is just about to grab you and take you away forever. I got to the light and flipped it on but nothing changed! I back away so I'm standing at the end of my bed in my room near the door, and this force touches me! Under my ponytail, the little hairs on my neck from my shoulder to my ear are being swiped! For like 2 seconds, which in terror is a LONG TIME, I was frozen in fear, feeling the slow rising of this invisible hand. In Job 4:14-15, Eliphaz has it SOOO right. He says, “fear and trembling seized me and made all my bones shake. A spirit glided past my face, and the hair on my body stood on end.”

All of a sudden, I remembered something that my newly found friend Monica Dennington told me and my other friend Cora. All I have to do is call on the name of Jesus and tell them to go away and they will. Psalm 55:16 states, “As for me, I call to God, and the Lord saves me.” Simple as that. Why didn't I think of this earlier on in the week?! So through fear and this new spark of courage, I ran to to the beginning of the hallway and stood my ground and yelled, "In the name of Jesus Christ leave this house and don't come back!" And it was gone. The heaviness that you could physically feel was gone. The tension and fear was gone. I went back into my room. Nothing. I was so happy.

And even though to this day I still have the towel over the shower wall as a habit, I haven't had IT come back. Afterall, Ephesians 6:12 states, “For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.” And at night when my young girls say they feel scared or they think there's a monster, I don't discount those fears. We say that prayer, a gentler one of the same words.

Fabian worked late nights often and wasn't home till like 8pm. So on the evening this all started, I was just finishing up watching a movie and was going down the hallway to my room (the master with a bathroom attached). The hallway was dark but that usually didn't bother me but that day, I felt uncomfortable. This went on for a week and each night it got worse and worse. It went from uncomfortable to walking really fast to get to the bathroom to flip the light on to being scared for your life, running to get to the light switch. And MAN! There is a very HIGH chance that you have NEVER felt scared for your life before and I hope you never do. Ill tell you the end after this next part...

The only reason it ended was because of something else that happened at the same time...

In the meantime of not being able to go down the hall to my bedroom (without fear) at night, during the daytime there was another unwanted addition. One day, in the middle of THAT week, I was in the shower...doing the usual shower stuff and as I looked over to my conditioner bottle, I saw through my textured and frosted glass (like it wasn't even there) into the attached bathtub there was a man. An old man with thin grey velvety hair and age spots, freckles and dirt covering his skin tilted his head and looked up at me from a squatting low, hunched over position. He had on an old stained/dirty orange shirt under old and dirty jean overalls. He said nothing. Just looked at me. If that doesn't make you hang a towel over the shower wall and shower will all the speed and covering up awkwardness then nothing will.

On the last day of this, before I could take no more, I was again alone at night and had to go to my bedroom to get something. I was running for my life down the shortest hallway ever, scared and nearly crying, heavy breathing and the air is really HEAVY around me. You could feel that PRESENCE LOOMING just over your back like it is just about to grab you and take you away forever. I got to the light and flipped it on but nothing changed! I back away so I'm standing at the end of my bed in my room near the door, and this force touches me! Under my ponytail, the little hairs on my neck from my shoulder to my ear are being swiped! For like 2 seconds, which in terror is a LONG TIME, I was frozen in fear, feeling the slow rising of this invisible hand.

All of a sudden, I remembered something that my newly found friend Monica Dennington told me and my other friend Cora. All I have to do is call on the name of Jesus and tell them to go away and they will. Simple as that. Why didn't I think of this earlier on in the week?! So through fear and this new spark of courage, I ran to to the beginning of the hallway and stood my ground and yelled, "In the name of Jesus Christ leave this house and don't come back!" And it was gone. The heaviness that you could physically feel was gone. The tension and fear was gone. I went back into my room. Nothing. I was so happy.

And even though to this day I still have the towel over the shower wall as a habit, I haven't haven't had IT come back. At night when my young girls say they feel scared or they think there's a monster, I don't discount those fears. We say a prayer, a gentler one with the same words.

**Job 4:14-15**
fear and trembling seized me
and made all my bones shake.
A spirit glided past my face,
and the hair on my body stood on end.

**Ephesians 6:12**
For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.

**2 Samuel 22:4**
“I called to the Lord, who is worthy of praise, and have been saved from my enemies.

**Psalm 55:16**
As for me, I call to God, and the Lord saves me.

Not long after the first demonic event I experienced, I had a nicer experience. One that I appreciate even today.

I'm alone in my house during the daytime, and I'm picking up the the kitchen/living room area. I walk into the living room and over towards the TV area, and I pick up this smell. Imagine walking into an enclosed green house, warm with humidity, and you smell the world's most fragrant and beautiful smelling flowers...millions of them. This is what I walked into.

I stood there for like 10 seconds, lost in the amazing scent. Then I thought scientifically and poked my head out and found that the smell had an immediate cut off point. Thank goodness I was alone because I probably looked pretty stupid to an onlooker not knowing what was happening to me. I was following my nose, swaying in and out of the "smell-zone" in a perfect circle the size of a large hoola hoop. When I figured that out, I just stood in it some more.

And then had this "amazing" idea! (rolling my eyes as I write this) I need to get my phone and record the smell!! So I left the circle quickly with every intention of "recording the smell" with my phone. My phone was close to where I was and as soon as I came back, it was all gone. I wandered the living room more looking for it like it would have moved maybe. I was so excited but then realized that they didn't want me there so gave me an exciting impossible task to get me to leave so they could too.

I'm alone in my house. It is daytime. I'm picking up the house, walking around the kitchen/living room area. I walk into the living room and over towards the TV area and I pick up this smell. Imagine walking into an enclosed green house, warm with humidity, and you smell the world's most fragrant and beautiful smelling flowers...millions of them. This is what I walked into.

I stood there for like 10 seconds, lost in the amazing smell. Then I thought scientifically and poked my head out and found that the smell had an immediate cut off. Thank goodness I was alone because I probably looked pretty stupid to an onlooker not knowing what was happening to me. I was following my nose, swaying in and out of the "smell-zone" in a perfect circle the size of a large hoola hoop. When I figured that out, I just stood in it some more.

And then had this "amazing" idea! (rolling my eyes as I write this) I need to get my phone and record the smell!! So I left the circle quickly with every intention of "recording the smell" with my phone. My phone was close to where I was and as soon as I came back, it was gone. I wandered the living room more looking for it like it would have moved maybe. I was so excited but then realized that they didn't want me there so gave me an exciting impossible task to get me to leave so they could.

I want to start out saying that anyone can have an experience with God. He does have a plan for you, so keep your eyes and ears open for the clues he's laying out for you. Everyone is different, and he knows that. He'll give you what he knows you need to get you back on the narrow path. You get to choose if you will use them or not. This one for me was a big clue...one that cemented me with him for good. I did something really simple with all the heart I possessed to get this clue I didn't know I needed – I prayed hard. Now, let's get into this event.

In the middle of Nov of 2013, I got selected for Jury Duty for the first time. The case was this:
A woman running a daycare out of her home had a baby die mysteriously in her house. Only two little kids were on the couch watching TV, and the baby was doing her requested tummy time on a blanket away from those other two kids. The woman left to change a diaper and came quickly back to turn the baby over. The baby wasn't moving anymore. She asked the other two kids what happened and they were so drawn into the TV they said - according to her questioning - "nothing happened. no one came in. no one moved." She called the cops. The ambulance came. Down the line of time, she was taken away for killing this baby.

Now, yes this is heart wrenching. But that was not what WE (the jury) were there for. WE were there to see if the Coroner did his job right in checking the [] Homicide box on his forms. There were a lot of little facts that tallied up to say that he did make the right call according to what he saw. Another fact is that EVERYONE KNOWS the lady didn't do it. The lawyers on both sides and all the other people there - even though she served hard time for it. I figured this out long before we ended things and the lawyers came in and told us. You don't act and say those things if you were guilty OR covering up for a child unknowingly doing it.

Now back to my seat. I'm sitting in the jury row looking at this lady who is BROKEN. You hear that she can't handle the doorbell ringing or the telephone ringing because of the day the cops yanked her out of her home. She can't be around children anymore because she's afraid that something might happen again - anything little. And so many other things that happened to her during her arrest/trial/jail time. Her daughter was 9 months pregnant and there supporting her. And so was her "husband". She pushed him away (she divorced him) to save him from the mess that was going on, but he wouldn't leave. Every cent he made he put towards her lawyer fees. He STILL loved her. You could see it. In those 3 seats sat him, then the daughter, then her. And when he wasn't looking she was peeking. And when she wasn't looking he was tilting his head ever so slightly to look at her inconspicuously with those sad puppy love eyes. I don't know who else caught that or was even paying attention to them.

So each night I went back to the house I was staying at (which was closer to the court house than mine). I went to bed and for three nights in a row I prayed with all of my heart that God would fix her, fix her broken soul and put those two back together again cause you can see that they still love each other. Well, on the third night, I heard as clear as day, firm, loud in volume but not yelling, a male voice saying to me in words that I would not have used, "Lisa, I will watch them."

I was surprised! I tried to recreate that sound, those words, in my head to no avail. I remembered it but could not replicate it. That was sure not from my head! I was so thankful and happy. I curled up and went to sleep. To this day, I don't know what happened to them. I'm not worried about it at all though because he told me he was watching them. As 1 John 5:14 says, “This is the confidence we have in approaching God: that if we ask anything according to his will, he hears us.”

So I got selected for Jury Duty for the first time. The case was this:
A woman running a daycare out of her home had a baby die mysteriously in her house. Only two little kids were on the couch watching TV and the baby was doing her requested tummy time on a blanket on the floor away from those other two kids. She left to change a diaper and came quickly back to turn the kid over. The kid wasn't moving anymore. She asked the other two kids what happened and they were so drawn into the TV they said according to her questioning - "nothing happened. no one came in. no one moved." She called the cops. The ambulance came. Down the line of time, she was taken away for killing this baby.

Now, yes this is heart wrenching. But that was not what WE (the jury) were there for. WE were there to see if the Coroner did his job right in checking the [] Homicide box. There were a lot of little facts that tallied up to say that he did make the right call according to what he saw not knowing the timeline or what happened in the ambulance on the way there. Another fact is that EVERYONE KNOWS the lady didn't do it. The lawyers on both sides and all the other people there - even though she served time for it. I figured this out long before we ended things and the lawyers came in and talked to us. You don't act and say those things if you were guilty OR covering up for a child doing it without understanding what was happening.

Now back to my seat. I'm sitting in the jury row looking at this lady who is BROKEN. You hear that she can't handle the doorbell ringing or the telephone ringing because of the day the cops yanked her out of her home. She can't be around children anymore because she's afraid that something might happen again - anything little. And so many other things that happened to her. Her daughter was 9 months pregnant and there supporting her. And so was her "husand". She pushed him away (divorced him) to save him from the mess that was going on, but he wouldn't leave. Every cent he made he put towards her lawyer fees. He STILL loved her. You could see it. In those 3 seats sat him, then the daughter, then her. And when he wasn't looking she was peeking. And when she wasn't looking he was tilting his head ever so slightly to look at her inconspicuously with those sad puppy love eyes. I don't know who else caught that or was even paying attention to them.

So each night I went back to the house I was staying at (which was closer to the court house than mine). I went to bed and for three nights in a row I prayed with all of my heart that God would fix her, fix her broken soul and put those two back together again cause you can see that they still love each other. Well, on the third night I heard as clear as day, firm, loud in volume but not yelling, a male voice saying to me in words that I would not have used, "Lisa, I will watch them."

I was surprised! I tried to recreate that sound, those words, in my head to no avail. I remembered it but could not replicate it. That was sure not from my head! I was so thankful and happy. I curled up and went to sleep. To this day, I don't know what happened to them. I'm not worried about it at all though because he told me he was watching them.

We had the baptism in my mom's backyard. I had my friend and church leader Monica Dennington baptize her infront of my family and old-family-friends. Many of them didnt think it counted unless it was done in a church. I knew better. Ronia was born around 6 months before.

I didnt know about Passover at this time but we were 3 days later...just an interesting coincidence now that I look back...

My parents and I and the kids got in the RV and drove to South Dakota for my 10 year high school reunion. We pulled the VW bug behind the RV so I had something to drive to The Knuckle bar where we were all meeting. Sturgis is FULL of bars because of the motorcycle rally.

Driving from St. Onge (which is a SMALL town near Sturgis) to Sturgis, the road goes up a hill and down another, winding slightly. The drive is nice and smooth - feels good "go-carting" in the bug into town - reminiscent of old high school days...the smell of gasoline, the rev of the engine...ahhh. As I come over one of these slight hills, I see a tornado forming in the ditch of the road. I drive by - it is close and I can feel the wind but it was nothing as I drove by. I realized that Ill never see something like this again so I pulled over just ahead of it, got out and just stood there staring at it. It formed and stayed in the V formation. I noticed that it wasn't moving at all but it had just enough wind to reach me but not suck me in. I stood there and watched it for probably 5-10 mins which of course seemed much longer. No other cars drove by on this frontage road and it was warm and STILL - no other wind source, no birds chirping, somewhat cloudy like rain sky...After a while, I thought that if I watch more I'll be late and it started to dissipate and was gone. I got in my car and once I got to the bar, I told my friend Hannah all about it.

UPDATE: May 21, 2021
Today, I was walking my dog and this memory came up and played over again in my mind. I had this feeling like God was saying to me that that was Him showing me something cool. I felt amazed.

For what I have always seen, baptisms have always been done inside a church with water dripped over your forehead from a wide bowl. It needed to have an ordained person or it didn't count. Some words were said and that was that. Saved. Done.

When Monica called me up and said that she and a few other people were going to do a water-baptism and wanted to know if I would join, I was like, "Well, this'll be new buuuttt...I'm in! Why wait? I have wanted to do this for a while now. And I'm much further away from believing that ordained is the only way ANYTHING counts.

On July 18, 2015, Monica's family, me and about 8 other people met at a lady's house and Monica performed the baptisms - submerged - in the pool out back. I made this one heart-felt. I didn't do this baptism out of tradition or because it was the right time. I like this verse from Acts 22:16, "And now why do you wait? Rise and be baptized and wash away your sins, calling on his name.

If you haven't been baptized, get that done. Do it because you want to or it will be an empty act. Also, keep this in mind: John 3:5 states, "Jesus answered, 'Truly, truly, I say to you, unless one is born of water and the Spirit, he cannot enter the kingdom of God.' "

Just that I had Monica baptize me and a few other people too at some lady's house.

**John 3:5**
Jesus answered, “Truly, truly, I say to you, unless one is born of water and the Spirit, he cannot enter the kingdom of God.

**Acts 22:16**
And now why do you wait? Rise and be baptized and wash away your sins, calling on his name.

I have always seen other people having “dreams” and telling them...I always thought it would be cool to have them, too! On the night of November 14, 2015, God gave me my first “dream”. This is what I saw:

It all starts in an action sequence that would make any movie director jealous, my grandma, the Queen, and my family, in all of our noble spendor, are running and hidding to evade capture. But in the end, the enemy cornered us hiding in my house, and forced us on a train.

The train was nice in a vintage kind of way. The seat was two benches, covered with dark red apple colored velvet, facing each other with a little bit of foot-room between them. I sat with my dad in one and my grandma sat by herself in the other across from us. As we sat in quiet calmness, watching the other passengers oblivious to our capture, a dog walks up the aisle. He is sifting through the other walkers with ease and is aiming to get into our booth. It seems as though I am the only person on this whole train that notices him. This dog was a medium sized mutt. It's long haired coat was mostly grey and black, with whites and some browns mixed in...just a mutt.

I had a small urge to not let a strange dog in, but thought 'it's probably a sign' so I let him in. Neighter my dad nor my grandma noticed him at all. He walked through their feet, and I bent forward over my lap to look at him as he got to me. He put his snout next to my ear and said a bible verse. As he was speaking it, I SAW it was two paragraphs of lengthy size and a specific shape to the paragraph. All I remember was this : "walk through a valley of death".....[he kept talking]...."guide and protect"... The dog spoke that in clear English in male voice that is calm and strong. And then he stares into my eyes for like 3-4 seconds – which feels like a long time. As he is staring at me, I have this thought that -this was Jesus-, coming to me inconspicuously. Then he turns and leaves.

As the dog leaves, I am crying (out of sadness and happiness) and my dad notices I'm crying, but not noticing the dog. Soon I looked out the window to see that we are passing all sorts of landscapes... quickly shifting from one to the next...like grassy plains, Sedona's red rocks up-close, the Badlands' deserts, rolling plains, to others....I'm still crying, trying to remember what he said. When we get to a place where I think we have service, I'm on my phone trying to look it up with no success because the internet fails.

Then I woke up.

After I wrote all this down, I scowered the internet to find the verse and the “shape” of the paragraphs that I remembered. I found this, which probably isn't a surprise to anyone... We'll end on this passage that needs no interpretation:

Psalm 23 A Psalm of David.

The LORD is my shepherd;
I shall not want.
He makes me lie down in green pastures;
He leads me beside quiet waters.
He restores my soul;
He guides me in the paths of righteousness
for the sake of His name.
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil,
for You are with me;
Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me.

You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil;
my cup overflows.
Surely goodness and mercy will follow me
all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the LORD
forever.

[ACTION SEQUENCE]
My grandma [my mom's mom] was a queen, and she was trying not to get us all captured so we ran and hid. In the end, they got us hiding in my house. So they put us on a train.

[CALM SEQUENCE]
The train was nice in an old kind of way [not like the real ones in Germany that I have actually been on]. The seat was two benches, covered with red velvet, facing each other with a little bit of foot-room between them. I sat with my dad in one and my grandma sat by herself in the other across from us. As we sat in quiet, watching the other passengers oblivious to our capture, a dog walks up the aisle. He is sifting through the other walkers with ease and is aiming to get into our booth. This dog was a medium sized mutt. It's long haired coat was mostly grey and black, with whites and some browns mixed in. Just a mutt.

I had a small urge to not let a strange dog in, but thought 'it's probably a sign' so I let him in. No one else noticed him at all. He walked through my dad and grandma's feet, and I bent forward over my lap to look at him as he got to me. He put his snout next to my ear and said a bible verse. In my head I saw it was two paragraphs of lengthy size. All I remember was this : "walk through a valley of death".....[a lot more talking]...."guide and protect"..... The dog spoke that in clear English in male voice that is calm and strong. And then he stares into my eyes for like 3-4 seconds. As he is staring at me, I have this thought that this was Jesus, coming to me inconspicuously. Then he turns and leaves.

As the dog leaves, I am crying (out of sadness and happiness) and my dad notices I'm crying, but not noticing the dog. Soon I looked out the window to see that we are passing all sorts of landscapes...quickly shifting from one to the next...like grassy plains, Sedona's red rocks up-close, the Badlands' deserts, rolling plains, to others....still crying, trying to remember what he said. When we get to a place where I think we have service, I'm on my phone trying to look it up with no success because the internet fails.

Then I woke up.

- Only one person noticed the dog in a train full of people.
- He only spoke to one person.
- The different sceneries maybe means he's there no matter where we are.
- Giving comfort to a captive

Psalm 23

A Psalm of David.

The LORD is my shepherd;
I shall not want.
2 He makes me lie down in green pastures;
He leads me beside quiet waters.
3 He restores my soul;
He guides me in the paths of righteousness
for the sake of His name.
4 Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,a
I will fear no evil,
for You are with me;
Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me.


5 You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil;
my cup overflows.
6 Surely goodness and mercy will follow me
all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the LORD
forever.

Psalm 23

A Psalm of David.

1 The Lord is my shepherd;
I shall not [a]want.
2 He makes me to lie down in [b]green pastures;
He leads me beside the [c]still waters.
3 He restores my soul;
He leads me in the paths of righteousness
For His name’s sake.

4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil;
For You are with me;
Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me.

5 You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies;
You anoint my head with oil;
My cup runs over.
6 Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me
All the days of my life;
And I will [d]dwell in the house of the Lord
[e]Forever.

Psalm 91:1-16

Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High
will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.[a]
I will say of the Lord, “He is my refuge and my fortress,
my God, in whom I trust.”

Surely he will save you
from the fowler’s snare
and from the deadly pestilence.
He will cover you with his feathers,
and under his wings you will find refuge;
his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.
You will not fear the terror of night,
nor the arrow that flies by day,
nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness,
nor the plague that destroys at midday.
A thousand may fall at your side,
ten thousand at your right hand,
but it will not come near you.
You will only observe with your eyes
and see the punishment of the wicked.

If you say, “The Lord is my refuge,”
and you make the Most High your dwelling,
no harm will overtake you,
no disaster will come near your tent.
For he will command his angels concerning you
to guard you in all your ways;
they will lift you up in their hands,
so that you will not strike your foot against a stone.
You will tread on the lion and the cobra;
you will trample the great lion and the serpent.

“Because he[b] loves me,” says the Lord, “I will rescue him;
I will protect him, for he acknowledges my name.
He will call on me, and I will answer him;
I will be with him in trouble,
I will deliver him and honor him.
With long life I will satisfy him
and show him my salvation.”

We had the baptism in my mom's backyard. I had my friend and church leader Monica Dennington baptize her infront of my family and old-family-friends. Many of them didnt think it counted unless it was done in a church. I knew better. Katia was born around 6 months before.

I didnt know about Passover at this time but we were inside the Passover window...just an interesting coincidence now that I look back...

1 Peter 5:8-9 says, “Your enemy the devil prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour. Resist him, standing firm in the faith.”
Ephesians 6:12
For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.

God told Satan in Genesis 3:15 “And I will put enmity between you and the woman, and between your offspring and hers;”

2 Thessalonians 3:3
But the Lord is faithful, and he will strengthen you and protect you from the evil one.

The second dream that God gave me was in 2016. It started out like this:

The air is thick with rage and hate but otherwise quiet as I take in the room. The Devil is standing in front of me – roiling in hate. He takes up a lot of the dim space with his dark black robes and hood flowing with a slight breeze coming from either behind or in front of him. His background was a wall of shades of blacks and browns in a grungy texture like large flakes of rust falling off it. I don't remember feeling if it was either hot or cold.

I am angry and lunge at him, yelling as my younger sister is on my left and mom on my right holding my arms [near the shoulder], struggling to keep me from getting at him. I'm yelling, "In the name of Jesus Christ leave!" but he is stopping my voice [like constricting my throat and voice box] so I'm hoarsely yelling at him [like the best airy-roar I can muster]. My family is telling me to quit and to back up, but I won't do it.

He just stands there looking at me with ultimate hate.
Then I woke up.

Just like it says in Job 1:12, “The Lord said to Satan, “Very well, then, everything he has is in your power, but on the man himself do not lay a finger.” Then Satan went out from the presence of the Lord.” Satan NEEDS permission/allowance to attack. He could have easily taken me out but didn't. He just wanted me to shut up – wanted me to stop telling him to leave...but where were we that I had any authority to demand that?...

- Not everyone will back you up

[DARK CLOUDINESS, HATE-FILLED]
The Devil is standing in front of me. He takes up a lot of space with his dark black robes and hood flowing with a slight breeze coming from either behind or in front of him. In the background, there was a lot of blacks and browns and grey colors in a grungy texture. I don't remember feeling if it was either hot or cold.

I am angry. I am yelling at him as my younger sister is on my left and mom on my right holding my arms [near the shoulder], struggling to keep me from getting at him. I'm yelling, "In the name of Jesus Christ leave!" but he is stopping my voice [like constricting my throat and voice box] so I'm hoarsely yelling at him [like the best airy-roar I can muster]. My family is telling me to quit and to back up but I won't do it.

He just stands there looking at me with ultimate hate.
Then I woke up.

- Not everyone will back you up
- Satan hated me but did NOT act but to stop my rebuke
- I wanted him to leave...but where were we?
- The rest is self explainatory

**1 Peter 5:8-9**
Your enemy the devil prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour. Resist him, standing firm in the faith.

**Luke 10:17**
The seventy-two returned with joy and said, “Lord, even the demons submit to us in your name."

**Ephesians 6:11** (Double Meaning Dream?)
Put on the full armor of God, so that you can take your stand against the devil’s schemes.

**Ephesians 6:12**
For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.

**Job 1:12** (Satan NEEDS permission/allowance to attack)
The Lord said to Satan, “Very well, then, everything he has is in your power, but on the man himself do not lay a finger.” Then Satan went out from the presence of the Lord.

**Genesis 3:15 a**
And I will put enmity between you and the woman, and between your offspring and hers;

**Matthew 10:22**
And you will be hated by all for my name's sake. But the one who endures to the end will be saved.

**Mark 13:13**
Everyone will hate you because of me, but the one who stands firm to the end will be saved.

**Luke 21:17**
Everyone will hate you because of me.

**2 Thessalonians 3:3**
But the Lord is faithful, and he will strengthen you and protect you from the evil one.

**Luke 10:19 **
Behold, I have given you authority to tread on serpents and scorpions, and over all the power of the enemy, and nothing shall hurt you.

**Deuteronomy 31:6**
Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the Lord your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you.

**Isaiah 41:10**
So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.

**Psalm 23:4**
Even though I walk through the darkest valley, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me.

**Psalm 27:1**
The Lord is my light and my salvation—whom shall I fear? The Lord is the stronghold of my life—of whom shall I be afraid?

As many more sinful things are coming out into the open as socially acceptable, we need to be sober-minded; be watchful that noone deceives us. As 2 Timothy 4:3-4 states, “For the time is coming when people will not endure sound teaching, but having itching ears they will accumulate for themselves teachers to suit their own passions, and will turn away from listening to the truth and wander off into myths.” 1 Timothy 4:1 continues, “Now the Spirit expressly says that in later times some will depart from the faith by devoting themselves to deceitful spirits and teachings of demons.” This is the warning God sent against witchcraft in a dream I had on November 9, 2017.

It starts walking in the entry of a large beautifully-decorated mansion or maybe hotel. It was very detailed - lots of purples, golds, blacks, dark greens, and burgundy colors with low/medium lighting on shiny clean large tiles. It had a sexy/romantic feeling and the grandure of the double staircase that hugged the walls leading up to the second floor...mysteriously beautiful.

As I walked in a witches' den for a recruitment convention, they tried to recruit me and my friends through lots of enticing activities like a séance (I came into the room in the middle of one where a person was speaking not of their own voice while everyone all sat on a long couch, and I on a sofa chair at the end of the couch), and with demon-possession magic. People were so excited about electricity magic and other things they were reading in a witches' book. The man in charge was attractive, charismatic and encouraging. The people were doing a lot of flirting, like you were single in college.

[----- At that moment, I woke myself up because I didn't want this dream. But fell back asleep and continued the dream, which isn't common for me to do. I usually get a new one. -----]

It continues to show me that they had an amazing and well-decorated food buffet too that everyone was hooked on. There was a room nearby that once entered you couldn't leave for a couple of hours [which wasn't told to anyone]. They were using it to socialize and eat with everyone, recruiters and NEW excited people. I tried to leave but couldn't. I knew this was all wrong and against what Jesus wants, but I couldn't leave so I played dumb/naive. Lots of walking around the room sweetly avoiding any REAL conversation.

Near the end of my dream, I got in the food line and got two plates of food. I saw a break in the agenda and took my escape. They realized quickly that I had left. They sent one of my friends after me telling me that I forgot my free gift package. So I followed her back to them [because I got caught and didn't know how to inform my friend this place was no good. To be naive still, I needed to go back]. I got my free gift bag - full of goodies (a tablet, and some other cool electronics) and told them I was tired. They "let me go" back to my room with my plate of food.

While on the way out of the lower floors' stairs, a witch followed me to make sure I was "safely back to my room". I didn't know she was there doing this so when I saw her I started to feel angry and afraid and prayed for protection and a way out from Jesus and all the energies in my body went to my hands and my hands started glowing! She knew right away that it was a different power than theirs. I tried to escape her and spilled my chicken from my food plates all over the floor. I didn't know how to use my "powers" and KNEW she'd kill me so I played dumb yet again.

As she escorted me back to my room in this grand hotel, she was lovingly/concerned as she told me that I must have met someone who tried to poison me against them...put me on drugs and hypnotized me to believe "he"[Jesus] was better, and that I was in trouble and to come back to her in the morning...she could feel my "bad" energies though my feet walking next to her...I was radiating this "power" of poison. I KNEW it was Jesus and that she was trying to "lie to a person who didn't know Jesus to recruit out of fear". I said I had to go to the bathroom and ducked into the main bathroom so she wouldn't know what stall-room I was in. I had the idea that I would sneak out the window and use the fire escape to get to my room to clear it out and leave asap.

I woke up with my hands tingling (like when your circulation cuts off and after moving, comes back with the painful tingling but this was without the pain). The thing was, I wasn't laying in anyway that that would happen.

These are the things I understood upon awakening:


- The food was poisoned with spells to keep you unknowing of time and place, to keep you excited about learning. I never ate the food...that I remember. Proverbs 23:3, “Do not crave his delicacies, for that food is deceptive.”
- The energy power of Jesus kept me safe from them. Praying while in the midst of them kept my head clear and safe from the temptations of their ways.
- My friends were lost, and there was no going back in order to save them. They would have to figure that out themselves no matter how many times I tried to subtly tell them it was "of the devil".
- To be found out was the scariest thing. They all had powers and knew how to use them, and I had powers from God but didn't know how to use them. So I ran to fight another day.



Witchcraft is something that God hates and he says it many times in the Bible. Deuteronomy states this very clearly in chapter 18:9-12, “When you come into the land that the Lord your God is giving you, you shall not learn to follow the abominable practices of those nations. There shall not be found among you ANYONE who burns his son or his daughter as an offering, anyone who practices divination or tells fortunes or interprets omens, or a sorcerer or a charmer or a medium or a necromancer or one who inquires of the dead, for whoever does these things is an abomination to the Lord. And because of these abominations the Lord your God is driving them out before you.” Let's break some of those big words down.

divination: the practice of seeking knowledge of the future or the unknown by supernatural means.

tells fortunes: the practice of predicting information about a person's life. The scope of fortune telling is in principle identical with the practice of divination. Palm reading, etc

interprets omens: An omen (also called portent or presage) is a phenomenon that is believed to foretell the future, often signifying the advent of change.

sorcerer: a person who claims or is believed to have magic powers; a wizard.

charmer: one who practises serpent-charming. a dealer in spells, especially one who, by binding certain knots, was supposed thereby to bind a curse or a blessing on its object

medium: connecting people with their lost loved ones. spirit communication

necromancer: a person who practices necromancy; a wizard or magician. a practice of magic involving communication with the deceased – either by summoning their spirit as an apparition or raising them bodily – for the purpose of divination, imparting the means to foretell future events or discover hidden knowledge, to bring someone back from the dead, or to use the deceased as a weapon, as the term may sometimes be used in a more general sense to refer to black magic or witchcraft.

Let's continue. Read 1st Samuel 28 about The Witch of Endor as well. Colossians 2:8 continues this warning, “See to it that no one takes you captive through hollow and deceptive philosophy, which depends on human tradition and the elemental spiritual forces of this world rather than on Christ.” Any of this sounds familiar? It should. It's in tv shows and movies, all over the internet, in classrooms training new recuits, advertisements in newspapers, etc. It doesn't have just go by the name “witchcraft”. It goes by many different names - to sound helpful, enticing, even necessary for your happiness...

Those who are in those activities are also warned about. Proverbs 26:25 says, “Though their speech is charming, do not believe them, for seven abominations fill their hearts.” See that no one leads you astray from God. Romans 16:18, “For such people are not serving our Lord Christ, but their own appetites. By smooth talk and flattery they deceive the minds of naive people. It is like the stories of Folly in Proverbs 9:18 – she sounds tempting “But he does not know that the spirits of the dead are there, And that her guests are [already] in the depths of Sheol (the nether world, the place of the dead).” 2 Thessalonians 2:11 warns, “Therefore God sends them a strong delusion, so that they may believe what is false.” Deuteronomy 11:16 states, “Take care lest your heart be deceived, and you turn aside and serve other gods and worship them;” 1 Corinthians 10:21 says, “You cannot drink the cup of the Lord and the cup of demons. You cannot partake of the table of the Lord and the table of demons.”

In the dream, I tried to warn others to no avail. This was Lot's story as well. In Genesis 19:12-14, “The two men said to Lot, 'Do you have any other relatives in this city? Do you have any sons-in-law, sons, daughters, or any other relatives? If you do, tell them to leave now, because we are about to destroy this city. The Lord has heard of all the evil that is here, so he has sent us to destroy it.' So Lot went out and said to his future sons-in-law who were pledged to marry his daughters, 'Hurry and leave this city! The Lord is about to destroy it!' But they thought Lot was joking.” Ephesians 5:11 states, “Take no part in the worthless deeds of evil and darkness; instead, expose them.” But most importantly, Philippians 2:12 instructs you to “...work out YOUR OWN salvation with fear and trembling.”

God DOES grant protection for you in times of trouble when you call on him. Psalm 12:7-8 says it well, “You, Lord, will keep the needy safe and will protect us forever from the wicked, who freely strut about when what is vile is honored by the human race.”

There is another magic-user in the Bible. Simon. Read Acts 8:9-13. Simon was reveared as the greatest wizard in Samaria. He left witchcraft, got baptized and went with Philip to see signs and great miracles performed. Even HE was amazed at what the power of God could do.

Here is another story. Acts 19:13-20 tells how people realized WHO they were REALLY dealing with and left witchcraft. “Some Jews who went around driving out evil spirits tried to invoke the name of the Lord Jesus over those who were demon-possessed. They would say, “In the name of the Jesus whom Paul preaches, I command you to come out.” Seven sons of Sceva, a Jewish chief priest, were doing this. One day the evil spirit answered them, “Jesus I know, and Paul I know about, but who are you?” Then the man who had the evil spirit jumped on them and overpowered them all. He gave them such a beating that they ran out of the house naked and bleeding.

When this became known to the Jews and Greeks living in Ephesus, they were all seized with fear, and the name of the Lord Jesus was held in high honor. Many of those who believed now came and openly confessed what they had done. A number who had practiced sorcery brought their scrolls together and burned them publicly. When they calculated the value of the scrolls, the total came to fifty thousand drachmas. In this way the word of the Lord spread widely and grew in power.”

Now, this Simon and those witches got out of witchcraft, and today's witches should, too. The Bible is very clear as to how witchcraft makes God feel. Here are a few warnings of what God has planned for witches...

Micah 5:12
I will destroy your witchcraft and you will no longer cast spells.

Isaiah 47:11
Disaster will come upon you, and you will not know how to conjure it away. A calamity will fall upon you that you cannot ward off with a ransom; a catastrophe you cannot foresee will suddenly come upon you.

Revelation 21:8
But cowards, unbelievers, the corrupt, murderers, the immoral, those who practice witchcraft, idol worshipers, and all liars–their fate is in the fiery lake of burning sulfur. This is the second death.

I'm going to leave you with one thought: Whatever they promise you, however it makes you feel – included/loved/helpful, whatever cool powers you could get from them, whatever wealth or popularity it would give you – is it worth God's wrath?

[VERY DETAILED - Lots of purples, golds, blacks, dark greens, burgundy, low/medium lighting, sexy/romantic under-tones, grand staircases and very well decorated...]

I was in a witches' den for a recruitment convention in a old but large/grand hotel. I watched as they tried to recruit me and my friends through lots of activities like a séance (I came into the room in the middle of one where a person was speaking not of their own voice while everyone all sat on a long couch and I on a sofa chair at the end of the couch), and demon-possession magic. People were so excited about electricity magic and other things they were reading in a witches' book. The man in charge was "good looking", charismatic and encouraging. The people were doing a lot of flirting, like you were single and in college.

[----- I woke myself up because I didn't want this dream. But fell back asleep and continued the dream, which isn't common for me to do. I usually get a new one. -----]

They had an amazing and well-decorated food buffet too that everyone was hooked on. There was a room nearby that once entered you couldn't leave for a couple of hours [which wasn't told to anyone]. They were using it to socialize and eat with everyone, recruiters and NEW excited people. I tried to leave but couldn't. I knew this was all wrong and against what Jesus wants, but I couldn't leave so I played dumb/naive. Lots of walking around the room sweetly avoiding any REAL conversation.

Near the end of my dream, I got in the food line and got two plates of food. I saw a break in the agenda and took my escape. They realized quickly that I had left. They sent one of my friends after me telling me that I forgot my free gift package. So I followed her back to them [because I got caught and didn't know how to inform my friend this place was no good. To be naive still, I needed to go back]. I got my free gift bag - full of goodies (a tablet, and some other cool electronics) and told them I was tired. They "let me go" back to my room with my plate of food.

While on the way out of the lower floors' stairs, a witch followed me to make sure I was "safely back to my room". I didn't know she was there doing this so when I saw her I started to feel angry and afraid and prayed for protection and a way out from Jesus and all the energies in my body went to my hands and my hands started glowing! She knew right away that it was a different power than theirs. I tried to escape her and spilled my chicken from my food plates all over the floor. I didn't know how to use my "powers" and KNEW she'd kill me so I played dumb yet again.

As she escorted me back to my room in this grand hotel, she was lovingly/concerned as she told me that I must have met someone who tried to poison me against them...put me on drugs and hypnotized me to believe "he"[Jesus] was better, and that I was in trouble and to come back to her in the morning...she could feel my "bad" energies though my feet walking next to her...I was radiating this "power" of poison. I KNEW it was Jesus and that she was trying to "lie to a person who didn't know Jesus to recruit out of fear". I said I had to go to the bathroom and ducked into the main bathroom so she wouldn't know what stall-room I was in. I had the idea that I would sneak out the window and use the fire escape to get to my room to clear it out and leave asap.

I woke up.

Things I understood upon awakening:


- The food was poisoned with spells to keep you unknowing of time and place, to keep you excited about learning. I never ate the food...that I remember.
- The energy power of Jesus kept me safe from them. Praying while in the midst of them kept my head clear and safe from the temptations of their ways.
- My friends were lost, and there was no going back in order to save them. They would have to figure that out themselves no matter how many times I tried to subtly tell them it was "of the devil".
- To be found out was the scariest thing. They all had powers and knew how to use them, and I had powers from God but didn't know how to use them. So I ran to fight another day.

When I woke up my hands were tingling (like when they fall asleep and having the blood flow again, without the pain that usually accompanies that feeling...but I was lying on my back, arms out...soo....

**Deuteronomy 18:9-12**
“When you come into the land that the Lord your God is giving you, you shall not learn to follow the abominable practices of those nations. There shall not be found among you anyone who burns his son or his daughter as an offering, anyone who practices divination or tells fortunes or interprets omens, or a sorcerer or a charmer or a medium or a necromancer or one who inquires of the dead, for whoever does these things is an abomination to the Lord. And because of these abominations the Lord your God is driving them out before you.

**Proverbs 26:24-26**
24 Enemies disguise themselves with their lips, but in their hearts they harbor deceit. 25 Though their speech is charming, do not believe them, for seven abominations fill their hearts. 26 Their malice may be concealed by deception, but their wickedness will be exposed in the assembly.

**Acts 8:9-11, 13**
But there was a man named Simon, who had previously practiced magic in the city and amazed the people of Samaria, saying that he himself was somebody great. 10 They all paid attention to him, from the least to the greatest, saying, “This man is the power of God that is called Great.” 11 And they paid attention to him because for a long time he had amazed them with his magic.

Even Simon himself believed, and after being baptized he continued with Philip. And seeing signs and great miracles[a] performed, he was amazed.

**1 Timothy 4:1**
Now the Spirit expressly says that in later times some will depart from the faith by devoting themselves to deceitful spirits and teachings of demons,

**Colossians 2:8**
See to it that no one takes you captive through hollow and deceptive philosophy, which depends on human tradition and the elemental spiritual forces of this world rather than on Christ.

**Deuteronomy 11:16**
Take care lest your heart be deceived, and you turn aside and serve other gods and worship them;

**1 Corinthians 10:21**
You cannot drink the cup of the Lord and the cup of demons. You cannot partake of the table of the Lord and the table of demons.

**1 Corinthians 15:33**
Do not be deceived: “Bad company ruins good morals."

**2 Timothy 3:13**
while evil people and impostors will go on from bad to worse, deceiving and being deceived.

**2 Timothy 4:3-4**
For the time is coming when people will not endure sound[a] teaching, but having itching ears they will accumulate for themselves teachers to suit their own passions, 4 and will turn away from listening to the truth and wander off into myths.

**2 Thessalonians 2:11**
Therefore God sends them a strong delusion, so that they may believe what is false,

**Matthew 24:4**
And Jesus answered them, “See that no one leads you astray.

**Romans 16:18**
For such people are not serving our Lord Christ, but their own appetites. By smooth talk and flattery they deceive the minds of naive people.

**Proverbs 23:3**
Do not crave his delicacies,
for that food is deceptive.

**Genesis 19:12-14**
The two men said to Lot, “Do you have any other relatives in this city? Do you have any sons-in-law, sons, daughters, or any other relatives? If you do, tell them to leave now, because we are about to destroy this city. The Lord has heard of all the evil that is here, so he has sent us to destroy it.” So Lot went out and said to his future sons-in-law who were pledged to marry his daughters, “Hurry and leave this city! The Lord is about to destroy it!” But they thought Lot was joking.

**Ephesians 5:11**
Take no part in the worthless deeds of evil and darkness; instead, expose them.

**Philippians 2:12**
Therefore, my beloved, as you have always obeyed, so now, not only as in my presence but much more in my absence, **work out your own salvation with fear and trembling**,

**Psalm 12:7-8**
You, Lord, will keep the needy safe
and will protect us forever from the wicked,
who freely strut about
when what is vile is honored by the human race.

**1 Corinthians 2:3**
And I was with you in weakness and in fear and much trembling,

**Psalm 50:15**
and call upon me in the day of trouble;
I will deliver you, and you shall glorify me.”

**Psalm 46:1**
God is our refuge and strength,
a very present[b] help in trouble.

**Proverbs 9:13-18**
Folly is an unruly woman;
she is simple and knows nothing.
14 She sits at the door of her house,
on a seat at the highest point of the city,
15 calling out to those who pass by,
who go straight on their way,
16 “Let all who are simple come to my house!”
To those who have no sense she says,
17 “Stolen water is sweet;
food eaten in secret is delicious!”
18 **But little do they know that the dead are there,
that her guests are deep in the realm of the dead.**

OR

**Proverbs 7:10-27**
10 Then out came a woman to meet him,
dressed like a prostitute and with crafty intent.
11 (She is unruly and defiant,
her feet never stay at home;
12 now in the street, now in the squares,
at every corner she lurks.)
13 She took hold of him and kissed him
and with a brazen face she said:
14 “Today I fulfilled my vows,
and I have food from my fellowship offering at home.
15 So I came out to meet you;
I looked for you and have found you!
16 I have covered my bed
with colored linens from Egypt.
17 I have perfumed my bed
with myrrh, aloes and cinnamon.
18 Come, let’s drink deeply of love till morning;
let’s enjoy ourselves with love!
19 My husband is not at home;
he has gone on a long journey.
20 He took his purse filled with money
and will not be home till full moon.”
21 With persuasive words she led him astray;
she seduced him with her smooth talk.
22 All at once he followed her
like an ox going to the slaughter,
like a deer[a] stepping into a noose[b]
23 till an arrow pierces his liver,
like a bird darting into a snare,
little knowing it will cost him his life.
24 Now then, my sons, listen to me;
pay attention to what I say.
25 Do not let your heart turn to her ways
or stray into her paths.
26 Many are the victims she has brought down;
her slain are a mighty throng.
27 Her house is a highway to the grave,
leading down to the chambers of death.

**Micah 5:12**
I will destroy your witchcraft and you will no longer cast spells.

**Isaiah 47:11-12**
Disaster will come upon you, and you will not know how to conjure it away. A calamity will fall upon you that you cannot ward off with a ransom; a catastrophe you cannot foresee will suddenly come upon you. 12 “Keep on, then, with your magic spells and with your many sorceries, which you have labored at since childhood. Perhaps you will succeed, perhaps you will cause terror.

**Revelation 21:8**
But cowards, unbelievers, the corrupt, murderers, the immoral, those who practice witchcraft, idol worshipers, and all liars–their fate is in the fiery lake of burning sulfur. This is the second death.

**Acts 19:13-20**
Some Jews who went around driving out evil spirits tried to invoke the name of the Lord Jesus over those who were demon-possessed. They would say, “In the name of the Jesus whom Paul preaches, I command you to come out.” 14 Seven sons of Sceva, a Jewish chief priest, were doing this. 15 One day the evil spirit answered them, “Jesus I know, and Paul I know about, but who are you?” 16 Then the man who had the evil spirit jumped on them and overpowered them all. He gave them such a beating that they ran out of the house naked and bleeding.

17 When this became known to the Jews and Greeks living in Ephesus, they were all seized with fear, and the name of the Lord Jesus was held in high honor. 18 Many of those who believed now came and openly confessed what they had done. 19 A number who had practiced sorcery brought their scrolls together and burned them publicly. When they calculated the value of the scrolls, the total came to fifty thousand drachmas.[c] 20 In this way the word of the Lord spread widely and grew in power.

Psalm 91:11 says, “For he will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways.”

I going to tell you another “event” that I have had. It had the same thought feeling as the “get your phone” from the hot house flowers event...

So, it's the evening of October 5, 2018, and the kids are playing "puppy" in their rooms, crawling on the floor from one room down the hall to another yipping and talking in their own imaginary storyline.

I am in the living room doing...something...when I have this thought that pestered me: "You should vacuum. It's about time to vacuum. Think of the dog hair in the carpet. It's been a while since you vacuumed. Lay on the floor and smell." That got me up. It's like you know its not you thinking this, but it is hitting all the same points you use on yourself...so I did something I NEVER do. I vacuumed...at night.

I got the vacuum out of the closet and had this thought: "Do the kid's rooms first. They are crawling on the floor." So I warned them I was coming and did the hallway backing up towards the kids' rooms. As I am pushing the vacuum over the tile and carpet junction that goes into that first room, I suck up this GIANT SCORPION! I didn't see it till it was too late because the light of the vacuum shined on it just as it was getting close to sucking it up. I was super surprised! WOHHW! And I thought to myself, "The kids were crawling over this doorway's threshold no less than a few seconds ago!!" I super-thanked my "inner thoughts" for this warning.

I called my husband (who wasn't home yet) and asked if sucking a scorpion up in the vacuum will kill it. He said no and to take the bag out and put it in the trash immediately - which is what I promptly did.

Think about your own life. Have you ever had that moment when you did something but afterwards thought to yourself, “Man – I wish I would have just did what I was thinking earlier.” Ya. People might call that intuition...call it what you want...but I'll give credit where it is due.

So it's the evening time and the kids are playing "puppy" in their rooms, crawling on the floor from one room down the hall to another yipping and talking in their own imaginary storyline.

I am in the living room doing...something...when I have this thought that pestered me: "You should vacuum. It's about time to vacuum. Think of the dog hair in the carpet. It's been a while since you vacuumed. Lay on the floor and smell." That got me up. It's like you know its not you thinking this, but it is hitting all the same points you use on yourself...so I did something I NEVER do. I vacuumed...at night.

I got the vacuum out of the closet and had this thought: "Do the kid's rooms first. They are crawling on the floor." So I warned them I was coming and did the hallway backing up towards the kids' rooms. As I am pushing the vacuum over the tile and carpet junction that goes into that first room, I suck up this GIANT SCORPION! I didn't see it till it was too late because the light of the vacuum shined on it just as it was getting close to sucking it up. I was super surprised! WOHHW! And I thought to myself, "The kids were crawling over this doorway's threshold no less than a few seconds ago!!" I super-thanked my "inner thoughts" for the warning.

I called my husband (who wasn't home yet) and asked if sucking a scorpion up in the vacuum will kill it. He said no and to take the bag out and put it in the trash - which is what I promptly did.

**Psalm 91:11**
For he will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways.

On the night of November 4th, 2018, God gave me a dream. Recently – I have heard of many other people having dreams like this one – which I think is really cool.

That is how the beginning of this dream felt - calm and quiet like being out in the snow, alone, taking in a deep breath and letting it out slowly watching the steam rise from your nose...here we go...

I don't remember the beginning at all but at the end, I and my two very young girls (5 & 3 years old) were outside on the deck of this massive house at a family reunion style party in the rainy/winter season. The outside of the house and deck, it's railing and the wooden benches attached to the house were all painted a very light grey color. Beyond the deck was mountainous, snow-covered caps and low lying clouds floating around the middle and tops of the mountains. It was daytime but grey outside as the snow and clouds took all the bright colors away.

We were alone outside, and talking about praying and how Jesus loves us...nonchalantly. People would open the sliding door and peak out, but no one actually joined us - they were looking for other people.

All of a sudden, I looked at this white-painted bench seat attached to the deck (like a railing seat). It had two planks of wood (with that little gap in the middle) to sit on. The water on it started to run off quickly - as though I grabbed one end and lifted - but the deck/house weren't moving at all. Then I looked up and a wave of hail-slush (like thicker water and whiter than a usual wave) was coming from the distance FAST. And there was, all of a sudden, 3 or 4 people outside with us I didn't notice till just now. They were scared...frantic in a "deer in the headlights" kind of way...staring in fright and flitting this way and that with wide eyes but not doing anything that would get them anywhere safer.

The wave hit us. I was calm, ready for death. The girls were in my arms and facing me, not the wave, so they didn't really know what was happening. The hail slush pushed us up against the house wall and made a cave around our faces so we could see each other and breath, but we were otherwise completely covered. Then the slush fell down/back away from us. I looked up to see that in the distance, even before reaching the mountains, a giant wave of water, only halfway up between the mountains, covered whole horizon. And it was coming FAST.

I knew we had the sign with the bench, and the warning with the hail slush wave, and HERE is the final curtain - literally.

There were a few people running in and out of the open sliding door - trying to find people at the last second to be with. I had a weird feeling to find my phone, but I pushed it aside. I started yelling PRAY! PRAY! and everyone outside knew what I meant - this is it people, pray for your souls! My eldest daughter was scared and yelling for me...

And that woke me up cause my youngest was calling my name from her crib.


Let's start dissecting this on a light note. God is always showing me in these dreams more than just one “moral of the story”.

First, God was showing me that he wants us to teach our children about him. Deuteronomy 11:19 says, “Teach them to your children, talking about them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up.” Who else is better to teach them than the parents they look up to? Will they know the Bible stories when these stories start to resemble their own real lives? Will they choose what is right in God's eyes when the time comes? Will they know the warning signs when they start to show up? Start young I say – get them to understand God's love early and the rest will follow in the right time.

Secondly and most apparently, he was giving me a warning...well he showed me three. I knew this was the end of our lives when I saw that last big wave coming from the mountains. The signs about the end that depict waves are many in the Bible. Luke 21:25, “And there will be signs in sun and moon and stars, and on the earth distress of nations in perplexity because of the roaring of the sea and the waves.” Psalm 46:2-3 states, “Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging.” Jeremiah 51:42 says, “The sea will rise over Babylon; its roaring waves will cover her.” And this passage describes this party I was at - Matthew 24:37-39. “For as were the days of Noah, so will be the coming of the Son of Man. For as in those days before the flood they were eating and drinking, marrying and giving in marriage, until the day when Noah entered the ark, and they were unaware until the flood came and swept them all away, so will be the coming of the Son of Man.”

God also wants us to SEE these signs and NOTICE them like I did with the bench and the waves. Luke 21:28 states, “Now when these things begin to take place, straighten up and raise your heads, because your redemption is drawing near.” Luke 12:40, “You also must be ready, for the Son of Man is coming at an hour you do not expect.”

The final moral of the story is this: Are you going to be ready when he comes for you?

[CALMING, QUIET FEELING]
I don't remember the beginning at all but at the end, I and my two very young girls (5 & 3) were outside on the deck of this massive house at a family reunion style party in the rainy/winter season. The outside of the house and deck, it's railing and the wooden benches attached to the house were all painted a very light grey color. Beyond the deck was mountainous, with snow-covered caps and low lying clouds floating around the middle and tops of the mountains. It was daytime but grey outside as the snow and clouds took all the bright colors away.

We were alone outside, and talking about praying and how Jesus loves us...nonchalantly. People would open the sliding door and peak out, but no one actually joined us - they were looking for other people.

All of a sudden, I looked at this white-painted bench seat attached to the deck (like a railing seat). It had two planks of wood (with that little gap in the middle) to sit on. The water on it started to run off quickly - as though I grabbed one end and lifted - but the deck/house weren't moving at all. Then I looked up and a wave of hail-slush (like thicker water and whiter than a usual wave) was coming from the distance FAST. And there was, all of a sudden, 3 or 4 people outside with us I didn't notice till just now. They were scared...frantic in a "deer in the headlights" kind of way...staring in fright and flitting this way and that with wide eyes but not doing anything that would get them anywhere safer.

The wave hit us. I was calm, ready for death. The girls were in my arms and facing me, not the wave, so they didn't really know what was happening. The hail slush pushed us up against the house wall and made a cave around our faces so we could see each other and breath, but we were otherwise completely covered. Then the slush fell down/back away from us. In the distance, the whole horizon was a giant wave of water. It was coming FAST.

I knew we had the sign with the bench, and the warning with the hail slush, and HERE is the final curtain - literally.

There were a few people running in and out of the open sliding door - trying to find people at the last second to be with. I had a weird feeling to find my phone, but I pushed it aside. I started yelling PRAY! PRAY! and everyone outside knew what I meant - this is it people, pray for your souls! my eldest daughter was scared and yelling for me...

And that woke me up cause my youngest was calling my name from her crib.

- I was never afraid feeling in this dream
- After I realized that all these dreams were happening in November, but once I realized that, the timeline changed.

**Psalm 34:11**
Come, my children, listen to me;
I will teach you the fear of the Lord.

**Deuteronomy 4:9**
Only be careful, and watch yourselves closely so that you do not forget the things your eyes have seen or let them fade from your heart as long as you live. Teach them to your children and to their children after them.

**Deuteronomy 11:19**
Teach them to your children, talking about them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up.

**Luke 21:28**
Now when these things begin to take place, straighten up and raise your heads, because your redemption is drawing near.”

**Luke 12:40**
You also must be ready, for the Son of Man is coming at an hour you do not expect.”

**Luke 21:25**
“And there will be signs in sun and moon and stars, and on the earth distress of nations in perplexity because of the roaring of the sea and the waves,

**Matthew 24:37-39**
For as were the days of Noah, so will be the coming of the Son of Man. For as in those days before the flood they were eating and drinking, marrying and giving in marriage, until the day when Noah entered the ark, and they were unaware until the flood came and swept them all away, so will be the coming of the Son of Man.

**Psalm 46:2-3**
Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way
and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea,
though its waters roar and foam
and the mountains quake with their surging.[a]

**Jeremiah 51:42**
The sea will rise over Babylon;
its roaring waves will cover her.

**Habakkuk 3:10**
the mountains saw you and writhed.
Torrents of water swept by;
the deep roared
and lifted its waves on high.

On December 29, 2018 another memorable event happened. I faced a challenge that I didn't know how to handle. I was faced with someone I loved who loved something I feared and hate and what God definitely hates.

I met up with a great old friend for a job, and after the job we sat around and talked about what we had been up to in the last couple of years we haven't seen each other. To make this simpler, let's make up a name for her and call her Amanda.

So Amanda starts telling me that she is taking classes and is very active in the spiritual movement of "connecting people with their dead loved ones". Immediately I get a red flag, I know better that this is no good, but I let her continue to hear more about what she believes. Amanda is telling me that her mother and aunt are her spirit guides. They tell her who is wanting to talk to who or who this person Amanda is currently sitting with needs to talk to and brings THEM (dead "loved ones") forward to talk. And it works and there is healing and closure and whatever else let's that person feel good when they leave.

I notice that she has a tick in her eye, like she is half winking really quickly...and often. This is something she didn't have the last time I saw her. This happens throughout the job and while we are talking.

Amanda tells me how her teacher says the Bible says it's ok and read to the class verses from the Bible to prove her claim. Amanda tells me how the angel Michael is called upon to protect her before she starts any "connection" with the universe. I ask her if she believes in God (since she believes in Michael). She says that she doesn't believe in God but that the universe gives all the power we need, we just have to learn how to harvest it and use it to help each other. I'm thinking, "How can you believe in Michael but not the guy who created him?"

I ask her how she knows she isn't connecting with demons...because you don't know who's really whispering to you in the dark. Amanda says that she only allows the frequency of love to pass into her. I'm thinking, "how do you KNOW what the 'frequency of love' 'feels/sounds' like?" Amanda tells me that it is her mother and aunt she talks to mostly, and she just KNOWS they were good people in life.

I tell her about my frightening event with my hallway and bathtub guy as a warning to her. She explains it away saying that this spirit just wanted to ask me how to get back to his afterlife and didn't know how to get there and was scared. That's all. Some spirits are trapped here because they need someone who can talk to them and help them get to where they need to go and that usually needs healing and closure for them too. Maybe he didn't know he was dead and was scared. Sounded like something her teacher told her that she's now regurgitating to me. I'm thinking, "You totally missed the point I was trying to warn you about". I tried to tell her again that I was afraid for my life and felt a touch and was terrified. That that is different than "afraid and needing help" that what I felt was hate and wanting to instill fear.

We leave that conversation for her to continue with her life story. She tells me she's doing these classes every Saturday and studying on her own, she's doing yoga and she's also reading Tarot cards! She's so excited to show me hers and whips them out. She coos over how pretty they are and how the design is amazing. It looks like all the elf and fairy art you saw in the early 2000s with the long swirls for wing ends and the smoky colors and swirls. Yes - the art was pretty, but as she talked I looked at them more closely. She tells me that there are many different ways of reading these cards and she only reads them through the eyes of love. That even the "death" card isn't read like it's your death, she reads it like how some bad habit in your life needs to "die" in order for you to get back to letting in real love. As she talks, I see in the artwork satanic symbols hidden all over. Amanda continues to say that she would like to do a reading for me anytime I want. I tell her that I don't feel comfortable doing that, and she says ok nicely. She continues to tell me that she does sage burning and makes potpourri and flower bundles and blesses them..."people love that!"

This whole time I am thinking, I KNOW this isn't right and that God does NOT like this activity. BUT I don't know any arguments that wouldn't sound like a Bible-thumping or just hate. So I say nothing. And when all the talk is over, and she's gotta get back to her kids, I go home too...thinking.

I get home and it's late now like 10 or 11pm so I get ready for bed. I pray hard that I have something to say to her that might convince her to get out. Because after all, I had the witchcraft dream only last year!

The next day, I look at my phone and YouTube's first four recommendation videos were about the New Age that were uploaded in the last 2 days, and how you can get people to come out of it. I thanked God and watched them. I learning what I should and shouldn't do. So - I wrote Amanda an email. It was loaded with scripture and facts said through love. It was a GREAT email. I was so proud and felt good when it was done. My friend Monica told me that if I felt good about it then send it but if not, if not even to the slightest degree, then don't. So I sent it. And Amanda emails back, "Thank you for taking the time to put all this together. I love you too." We haven't talked since. I'm sure that if she did get out then she would have contacted me thanking me for showing her the "real" light. I'm assuming that she is happily continuing her studies/practices. That is HER choice. I planted the seed and maybe it will grow later.

And this is the email that I sent her:

Hey there "Amanda",
I have been really thinking about what we were talking about at Starbucks since we left. I'm just going to throw this out there and not say anything else about it unless you want to talk about it more. I know that you know I totally love you, and that I don't want to sound mean or off-putting at all! I just want to share a few things, and let you think about them. Please, I know this might be a long email, but read/watch these to get the whole picture...Im going to organize this the best way i can... (Things written like this is me thinking out-loud or summarizing - just to keep clear who is talking :) )

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I totally believe that you are experiencing spiritual activity because I KNOW it exists because of the experiences that I have had. But here are a few points that your teachers might have skipped over because the Bible isn't in their favor...

There are things hidden from us in this world - things we can't see or understand because we don't know the "why of life and time" as God knows it.

Ephesians 6:12 (NIV)
12 For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. (Our struggle isnt against "man" and our world, it's against the things in the other realms - evil things. Otherwise - why would we struggle? Without evil, all would be well.)

(There ARE spiritual forces at work behind a vale that we cannot see through...and probably for good reason. Here is one example:)

2 Kings 6: 8-23 NIV

Elisha Traps Blinded Arameans

8 Now the king of Aram was at war with Israel. After conferring with his officers, he said, “I will set up my camp in such and such a place.”

9 The man of God sent word to the king of Israel: “Beware of passing that place, because the Arameans are going down there.” 10 So the king of Israel checked on the place indicated by the man of God. Time and again Elisha warned the king, so that he was on his guard in such places.

11 This enraged the king of Aram. He summoned his officers and demanded of them, “Tell me! Which of us is on the side of the king of Israel?”

12 “None of us, my lord the king,” said one of his officers, “but Elisha, the prophet who is in Israel, tells the king of Israel the very words you speak in your bedroom.”

13 “Go, find out where he is,” the king ordered, “so I can send men and capture him.” The report came back: “He is in Dothan.” 14 Then he sent horses and chariots and a strong force there. They went by night and surrounded the city.

15 When the servant of the man of God got up and went out early the next morning, an army with horses and chariots had surrounded the city. “Oh no, my lord! What shall we do?” the servant asked.

16 “Don’t be afraid,” the prophet answered. “Those who are with us are more than those who are with them.”

17 And Elisha prayed, “Open his eyes, Lord, so that he may see.” Then the Lord opened the servant’s eyes, and he looked and saw the hills full of horses and chariots of fire all around Elisha.

18 As the enemy came down toward him, Elisha prayed to the Lord, “Strike this army with blindness.” So he struck them with blindness, as Elisha had asked.

19 Elisha told them, “This is not the road and this is not the city. Follow me, and I will lead you to the man you are looking for.” And he led them to Samaria.

20 After they entered the city, Elisha said, “Lord, open the eyes of these men so they can see.” Then the Lord opened their eyes and they looked, and there they were, inside Samaria.

21 When the king of Israel saw them, he asked Elisha, “Shall I kill them, my father? Shall I kill them?”

22 “Do not kill them,” he answered. “Would you kill those you have captured with your own sword or bow? Set food and water before them so that they may eat and drink and then go back to their master.” 23 So he prepared a great feast for them, and after they had finished eating and drinking, he sent them away, and they returned to their master. So the bands from Aram stopped raiding Israel’s territory.

(This story Im using to show you that there is a vale that we cannot see - the war in the background that we dont even know is happening around us all the time - things we cannot see influencing things around us)

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Acts 19:11-20 New International Version (NIV)

11 God did extraordinary miracles through Paul, 12 so that even handkerchiefs and aprons that had touched him were taken to the sick, and their illnesses were cured and the evil spirits left them.

13 Some Jews who went around driving out evil spirits tried to invoke the name of the Lord Jesus over those who were demon-possessed. They would say, “In the name of the Jesus whom Paul preaches, I command you to come out.” 14 Seven sons of Sceva, a Jewish chief priest, were doing this. 15 One day the evil spirit answered them, “Jesus I know, and Paul I know about, but who are you?” 16 Then the man who had the evil spirit jumped on them and overpowered them all. He gave them such a beating that they ran out of the house naked and bleeding.

17 When this became known to the Jews and Greeks living in Ephesus, they were all seized with fear, and the name of the Lord Jesus was held in high honor. 18 Many of those who believed now came and openly confessed what they had done. 19 A number who had practiced sorcery brought their scrolls together and burned them publicly. When they calculated the value of the scrolls, the total came to fifty thousand drachmas.[a] 20 In this way the word of the Lord spread widely and grew in power.

(This story Im using to show that you dont mess with demons. You have no authority over them and they will do as they will with you. Dont be under their control, get rid of the things that bind you to them.)

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This story is the most relevant one for sure though:

1 Samuel 28:3-20 (NIV)
Saul and the Medium (Witch) at Endor

3 Now Samuel was dead, and all Israel had mourned for him and buried him in his own town of Ramah. Saul had expelled the mediums and spiritists from the land.

4 The Philistines assembled and came and set up camp at Shunem, while Saul gathered all Israel and set up camp at Gilboa. 5 When Saul saw the Philistine army, he was afraid; terror filled his heart. 6 He inquired of the Lord, but the Lord did not answer him by dreams or Urim or prophets. 7 Saul then said to his attendants, “Find me a woman who is a medium, so I may go and inquire of her.”

“There is one in Endor,” they said.

8 So Saul disguised himself, putting on other clothes, and at night he and two men went to the woman. “Consult a spirit for me,” he said, “and bring up for me the one I name.”

9 But the woman said to him, “Surely you know what Saul has done. He has cut off the mediums and spiritists from the land. Why have you set a trap for my life to bring about my death?”

10 Saul swore to her by the Lord, “As surely as the Lord lives, you will not be punished for this.”

11 Then the woman asked, “Whom shall I bring up for you?”

“Bring up Samuel,” he said.

12 When the woman saw Samuel, she cried out at the top of her voice and said to Saul, “Why have you deceived me? You are Saul!”

13 The king said to her, “Don’t be afraid. What do you see?”

The woman said, “I see a ghostly figure[a] coming up out of the earth.”

14 “What does he look like?” he asked.

“An old man wearing a robe is coming up,” she said.

Then Saul knew it was Samuel, and he bowed down and prostrated himself with his face to the ground.

15 Samuel said to Saul, “Why have you disturbed me by bringing me up?”

“I am in great distress,” Saul said. “The Philistines are fighting against me, and God has departed from me. He no longer answers me, either by prophets or by dreams. So I have called on you to tell me what to do.”

16 Samuel said, “Why do you consult me, now that the Lord has departed from you and become your enemy? 17 The Lord has done what he predicted through me. The Lord has torn the kingdom out of your hands and given it to one of your neighbors—to David. 18 Because you did not obey the Lord or carry out his fierce wrath against the Amalekites, the Lord has done this to you today. 19 The Lord will deliver both Israel and you into the hands of the Philistines, and tomorrow you and your sons will be with me (DEAD like the man speaking - Samuel). The Lord will also give the army of Israel into the hands of the Philistines.”

20 Immediately Saul fell full length on the ground, filled with fear because of Samuel’s words. His strength was gone, for he had eaten nothing all that day and all that night.

(The story goes on and just like Samuel said, Saul and his family died in the war that next day)

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Deuteronomy 18:9-14
“When you come into the land that the Lord your God is giving you, you shall not learn to follow the abominable practices of those nations. There shall not be found among you anyone who burns his son or his daughter as an offering, anyone who practices divination or tells fortunes or interprets omens, or a sorcerer or a charmer or a medium or a necromancer or one who inquires of the dead, for whoever does these things is an abomination to the Lord. And because of these abominations the Lord your God is driving them out before you. You shall be blameless before the Lord your God, ...

This part below is me finding definitions for these things above:

divination: the practice of seeking knowledge of the future or the unknown by supernatural means.

tells fortunes: Fortune telling is the practice of predicting information about a person's life. The scope of fortune telling is in principle identical with the practice of divination. Palm reading, etc

interprets omens: An omen (also called portent or presage) is a phenomenon that is believed to foretell the future, often signifying the advent of change.

sorcerer: a person who claims or is believed to have magic powers; a wizard.

charmer: one who practices serpent-charming. a dealer in spells, especially one who, by binding certain knots, was supposed thereby to bind a curse or a blessing on its object

medium: connecting people with their lost loved ones. spirit communication

necromancer: a person who practices necromancy; a wizard or magician. a practice of magic involving communication with the deceased – either by summoning their spirit as an apparition or raising them bodily – for the purpose of divination, imparting the means to foretell future events or discover hidden knowledge, to bring someone back from the dead, or to use the deceased as a weapon, as the term may sometimes be used in a more general sense to refer to black magic or witchcraft.[3][4]

Summary: bad = talking to spirits, doing magic, telling the future...because all those things God does not give his blessing/gifts for.


With knowing these things and how God feels about them, he wouldn't send HIS angels in to empower/encourage you to do these things he doesn't like. There is one angel though that has been trying to distract people and encourage them to feel right in their own ways for a long time. Satan. According to the Bible (that also tells about Michael) Satan and his angels/demons would be who you are really talking to.

2 Corinthians 11:14 (NIV)
14 And no wonder, for Satan himself masquerades as an angel of light.

Matthew 25:41
“Then he will say to those on his left, ‘Depart from me, you who are cursed, into the eternal fire prepared for the devil and his angels.

Revelation 12:9 (NIV)
9 The great dragon was hurled down—that ancient serpent called the devil, or Satan, who leads the whole world astray. He was hurled to the earth, and his angels with him.

There is really no way for you to know with whom you are speaking with and their agenda for either you or the person to whom you are doing a reading for. These bad angels have seen you from birth, they know what you like, how you respond to ideas and certain people's choices, and they have found a way to lead you down the wrong path with a happy skip in your step. If they keep you distracted, then they will have stolen yet another soul for their heaping pile.

Matthew 7:13-20 (NIV)

The Narrow and Wide Gates
13 “Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it. 14 But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it. (Sin is a wide road but the hard road to follow is the path from Jesus)

True and False Prophets
15 “Watch out for false prophets. They come to you in sheep’s clothing, but inwardly they are ferocious wolves. 16 By their fruit you will recognize them. Do people pick grapes from thornbushes, or figs from thistles? 17 Likewise, every good tree bears good fruit, but a bad tree bears bad fruit. 18 A good tree cannot bear bad fruit, and a bad tree cannot bear good fruit. 19 Every tree that does not bear good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire. 20 Thus, by their fruit you will recognize them. (The people you follow say and do things - from both of these you will see if this is a false teacher according to the Bible. This someone could be leading you down the wrong path - distracting you. )

1 John 4 (NIV)
4 Dear friends, do not believe every spirit, but test the spirits to see whether they are from God, because many false prophets have gone out into the world. 2 This is how you can recognize the Spirit of God: Every spirit that acknowledges that Jesus Christ has come in the flesh is from God, 3 but every spirit that does not acknowledge Jesus is not from God. This is the spirit of the antichrist, which you have heard is coming and even now is already in the world.

This is the end of my speech. Im hoping that you have read all the way to the end feeling a bit more informed about what God and his angels think about this topic. I just wanted to throw it out there and let you think about it. Again, I dont want to be a nagger or one of those preachy people that go on and on and you dont really want to listen to them anyways so Ill leave it at this email. But if in some chance that you do want to talk about it more, I'm all ears, and have resources that are very helpful in more understanding.

Again - Love you and dont want to have this email negatively affect our friendship. I dont know how you'll feel about this since you are through reading it but i felt i needed to just throw this out there. No matter what you choose in the end - I still want our friendship.

I met up with a great old friend for a job, and after the job we sat around and talked about what we had been up to in the last couple of years we haven't seen each other. To make this simpler, let's make up a name for her and call her Amanda.

So Amanda starts telling me that she is taking classes and is very active in the spiritual movement of "connecting people with their dead loved ones". Immediately I get a red flag, I know better that this is no good, but I let her continue to hear more about what she believes. Amanda is telling me that her mother and aunt are her spirit guides. They tell her who is wanting to talk to who or who this person Amanda is currently sitting with needs to talk to and brings THEM (dead "loved ones") forward to talk. And it works and there is healing and closure and whatever else let's that person feel good when they leave.

I notice that she has a tick in her eye, like she is half winking really quickly...and often. This happens throughout the job and while we are talking.

Amanda tells me how her teacher says the Bible says it's ok and read to the class verses from the Bible to prove her claim. Amanda tells me how the angel Michael is called upon to protect her before she starts any "connection" with the universe. I ask her if she believes in God (since she believes in Michael). She says that she doesn't believe in God but that the universe gives all the power we need, we just have to learn how to harvest it and use it to help each other. I'm thinking, "How can you believe in Michael but not the guy who created him?"

I ask her how she knows she isn't connecting with demons...because you don't know who's really whispering to you in the dark. Amanda says that she only allows the frequency of love to pass into her. I'm thinking, "how do you KNOW what the 'frequency of love' 'feels/sounds' like?" Amanda tells me that it is her mother and aunt she talks to mostly, and she just KNOWS they were good people in life.

I tell her about my frightening event with my hallway and bathtub guy as a warning. She explains it away saying that this spirit just wanted to ask me how to get back to his afterlife and didn't know how to get there and was scared. That's all. Some spirits are trapped here because they need someone who can talk to them and help them get to where they need to go and that usually needs healing and closure for them too. Maybe he didn't know he was dead and was scared. Sounded like something her teacher told her that she's now regurgitating to me. I'm thinking, "You totally missed the point I was trying to warn you about". I tried to tell her again that I was afraid for my life and felt a touch and was terrified. That that is different than "afraid and needing help" that what I felt was hate and wanting to instill fear.

We leave that conversation for her to continue with her life story. She tells me she's doing these classes every Saturday and studying on her own, she's doing yoga and she's also reading Tarot cards! She's so excited to show me hers and whips them out. She coos over how pretty they are and how the design is amazing. It looks like all the elf and fairy art you saw in the early 2000s with the long swirls for wing ends and the smoky colors and swirls. Yes - the art was pretty, but as she talked I looked at them more closely. She tells me that there are many different ways of reading these cards and she only reads them through the eyes of love. That even the "death" card isn't read like it's your death, she reads it like how some bad habit in your life needs to "die" in order for you to get back to letting in real love. As she talks, I see in the artwork satanic symbols hidden all over. Amanda continues to say that she would like to do a reading for me anytime I want. I tell her that I don't feel comfortable doing that, and she says ok nicely. She continues to tell me that she does sage burning and makes potpourri and flower bundles and blesses them..."people love that!"

This whole time I am thinking, I KNOW this isn't right and that God does NOT like this activity. BUT I don't know any arguments that wouldn't sound like a Bible-thumping (short) hate speech. So I say nothing. And when all the talk is over, and she's gotta get back to her kids, I go home too...thinking.

I get home and it's late now like 10 or 11pm so I get ready for bed. I pray hard that I have something to say to her that might convince her to get out.

The next day, I look at my phone and YouTube's first four recommendation videos were about the New Age that were uploaded in the last 2 days, and how you can get people to come out of it. I thanked God and watched them. I learning what I should and shouldn't do. So - I wrote Amanda an email. It was loaded with scripture and facts said through love. It was a GREAT email. I was so proud and felt good when it was done. Monica told me that if I felt good about it then send it but if not, if not even to the slightest degree, then don't. So I sent it. And Amanda emails back, "Thank you for taking the time to put all this together. I love you too." We haven't talked since. I'm sure that if she did get out then she would have contacted me thanking me for showing her the "real" light. I'm assuming that she is happily continuing her studies/practices. That is HER choice. I planted the seed and maybe it will grow later.

I have been having significant “events” and getting dreams from God since 2013. After I realized that ALL these dreams I had from God were happening once a year in the first couple of weeks in November, the timeline changed... On January 3rd, 2019, only 2 months after the Tsunami dream, I was given a sweet, friendly, Mr. Rodgers Neighborhood style dream...or so it seemed...

In the dream, I am trying to explain Jesus and Heaven to my kids. I'm with them but create a "vision" for them to "see" what I mean.

Looking down [like seeing through my floor where the vision begins], you can see a housing community with all sorts of houses - big houses with 4 floors and beautiful porches and many other houses that are all the same but marvelously different in their own attractive ways - front yard designs, wooden accents to the home, etc. In the middle of this beautiful neighborhood there is a simple cabin.

This cabin looks small from the outside and has simple flowers out front - just enough to call landscaping and look nice. Many developers have tried to have it torn down or upgraded to match the rest of the neighborhood, but the man who lives inside doesn't budge and the neighbors have nothing on him to use against him. They hate his little cabin. They do know that this man is also very nice but has only a few friends that visit him - not like the monstrous parties that happen in this neighborhood all the time.

A friend tells someone that this man's name is Jesus, and that being his friend is actually better than any monstrous party. That his house is magical - it is bigger than any house on this block, and has all the food and games anyone could ever want. This friend told the neighbor that it was hard to go back to their own neighborhoods once they visited him. This neighbor that was told these tales was curious. This neighbor decided to pretend to be one of Jesus' friends and talk about him all over town.

One day, after this neighbor thought that he did enough to "prove" his friendship with Jesus, he went to Jesus' house. He wanted to go inside of Jesus' house and see what all this gossip was about. He knocked. The door opened and the simple man stood there and said, "Hello."

"Jesus, may I come into your house?" asks the neighbor.

Jesus just looked at the man and said, "I don't know you."

The neighbor suddenly got defensive, "Haven't you heard of me? I have been all over town talking about you nicely and doing things saying that you wanted it done." He said pointing his arm behind him towards the neighborhood. "I am your friend! Let me inside!"

Jesus says to the man, "How can you call yourself a friend if you have never had me to YOUR house. You've never fed me when I was hungry or given me a blanket when I was cold. You don't even know me at all. If you want to be my friend, you have to want it in your heart. I can see that you just want to get into my house to see its rooms."

...and then I woke up.

Everyone knows this Bible verse. It is most relevant in this dream. Matthew 7:21-23, “Not everyone who says to me, ‘Lord, Lord,’ will enter the kingdom of heaven, but the one who does the will of my Father who is in heaven. On that day many will say to me, ‘Lord, Lord, did we not prophesy in your name, and cast out demons in your name, and do many mighty works in your name?’ And then will I declare to them, ‘I never knew you; depart from me, you workers of lawlessness.’ ” These verses continue warning about being false followers of Christ.

James 3:14
But if you have bitter jealousy and selfish ambition in your hearts, do not boast and be false to the truth.

Matthew 6:1
Beware of practicing your righteousness before other people in order to be SEEN by them, for then you will have no reward from your Father who is in heaven.

1 John 2:4
Whoever says “I know him” but does not keep his commandments is a liar, and the truth is not in him,

Proverbs 12:22
Lying lips are an abomination to the Lord, but those who act faithfully are his delight.

2 Corinthians 11:13
For such men are false apostles, deceitful workmen, disguising themselves as apostles of Christ.

But for the true friends of Jesus - Psalm 27:4, “One thing I ask from the Lord, this only do I seek: that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to gaze on the beauty of the Lord and to seek him in his temple.” Is this something that you want too?

Who are YOU in this dream?
- Are you among the many that just look good on the outside? Like white-washed tombs?
- Are you like the developers who try to tear down Jesus' house?
- Are you like the developers who try to replace it with something more modern?
- Are you among the many that want to kick Jesus out of your “neighborhood”?
- Are you the friend that already spends time with Jesus?
- Or are you the guy that worries more about what other people think and want to see for yourself even if it includes lying and your fake “works” to get you in?
- Are you even in this dream?

Would you recognize the truth?

[HAS A MR. RODGERS NEIGHBORHOOD STYLE]

I am trying to explain Jesus and Heaven to my kids. I'm with them but create a "vision" for them to "see" what I mean.

Looking down [like seeing through my floor where the vision begins], you can see a housing community with all sorts of houses - big houses with 4 floors and beautiful porches and many other houses that are all the same but marvelously different in their own attractive ways - front yard designs, wooden accents to the home,etc. In the middle of this beautiful neighborhood there is a simple cabin.

This cabin looks small from the outside and has simple flowers out front - just enough to call landscaping and look nice. Many developers have tried to have it torn down or upgraded to match the rest of the neighborhood, but the man who lives inside doesn't budge and the neighbors have nothing on him to use against him. They hate his little cabin. They do know that this man is also very nice but has only a few friends that visit him - not like the monstrous parties that happen in this neighborhood all the time.

A friend tells someone that this man's name is Jesus, and that being his friend is actually better than any monstrous party. That his house is magical - it is bigger than any house on this block, and has all the food and games anyone could ever want. This friend told the neighbor that it was hard to go back to their own neighborhoods once they visited him. This neighbor that was told these tales was curious. This neighbor decided to pretend to be one of Jesus' friends and talk about him all over town.

One day, after this neighbor thought that he did enough to "prove" his friendship with Jesus, he went to Jesus' house. He wanted to go inside of Jesus' house and see what all this gossip was about. He knocked. The door opened and the simple man stood there and said, "Hello."

"Jesus, may I come into your house?" asks the neighbor.

Jesus just looked at the man and said, "I don't know you."

The neighbor suddenly got defensive, "Haven't you heard of me? I have been all over town talking about you nicely and doing things saying that you wanted it done." He said pointing his arm behind him towards the neighborhood. "I am your friend! Let me inside!"

Jesus says to the man, "How can you call yourself a friend if you have never had me to YOUR house. You've never fed me when I was hungry or given me a blanket when I was cold. You don't even know me at all. If you want to be my friend, you have to want it in your heart. I can see that you just want to get into my house to see its rooms."

...and then I woke up.

After I realized that ALL these dreams were happening in November, but once I realized that, the timeline changed...

**Matthew 7:21-23**
“Not everyone who says to me, ‘Lord, Lord,’ will enter the kingdom of heaven, but the one who does the will of my Father who is in heaven. 22 On that day many will say to me, ‘Lord, Lord, did we not prophesy in your name, and cast out demons in your name, and do many mighty works in your name?’ 23 And then will I declare to them, ‘I never knew you; depart from me, you workers of lawlessness.’

**Psalm 27:4**
One thing I ask from the Lord,
this only do I seek:
that I may dwell in the house of the Lord
all the days of my life,
to gaze on the beauty of the Lord
and to seek him in his temple.

**John 14:2-3**
My Father’s house has many rooms; if that were not so, would I have told you that I am going there to prepare a place for you? 3 And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am.

**James 3:14**
But if you have bitter jealousy and selfish ambition in your hearts, do not boast and be false to the truth.

**Leviticus 19:11**
“You shall not steal; you shall not deal falsely; you shall not lie to one another.

**Proverbs 21:6**
The getting of treasures by a lying tongue is a fleeting vapor and a snare of death.

**2 Corinthians 11:13**
For such men are false apostles, deceitful workmen, disguising themselves as apostles of Christ.

**Matthew 6:1**
“Beware of practicing your righteousness before other people in order to be seen by them, for then you will have no reward from your Father who is in heaven.

**1 John 2:4**
Whoever says “I know him” but does not keep his commandments is a liar, and the truth is not in him,

**Proverbs 12:22**
Lying lips are an abomination to the Lord, but those who act faithfully are his delight.

**Revelation 21:27**
But nothing unclean will ever enter it, nor anyone who does what is detestable or false, but only those who are written in the Lamb's book of life.

I have realized over time that God talks to you in many ways...it's all about if you are willing to listen. I have been trying to follow the clues and to listen to him forever it seems. It is really cool when he quiets the world around you so you can really hear what he's saying...

On February 10, 2019, my little girls and I were painting birthday cards I planned to send out. My eldest daughter is painting nicely, and I come over and say, "How's it going? Oh - that looks nice. Keeping your pants clean?" Now my daughter is taking her sweet time getting potty trained. She looks up at me and says, "Yup" and looks back down to paint more. I look down to make sure she's not lying to me to see a HUGE puddle...it's all over her seat, on the carpet under the table and all over the tile floor. Deep breath Lisa...

So then I'm thinking to myself - I can't show her that I'm really mad - so I make her clean it up. And I asked her, "Why didn't you get down and go?" And she said, "I just wanted to paint." So I tell her to go change her pants and then I put her in the corner. So she standing there and I ask her the same questions, "Why didn't you do like I told you to do?" And she's like, "I wanted to do it my way! I wanted to paint." Some huffing and puffing. She says, "Fine! You always get your way!" And I said, "No! My way would be for you to listen and do as I told you. You got your way. You wanted to paint. You peed in your pants. You caused this BECAUSE you didn't listen."

I immediately get a quick flashback to a teaching I heard saying when you follow your feelings it usually isn't what God wants you to do. And a new thought that says that God is in the same shoes I'm in right now trying not to punish HIS "kids" too much because he knows we will be like this but hopefully will grow out of it. Just then everything in my mind / my surroundings gets quiet except my Alexa is playing the song I didn't hear at all a second ago Michael Buble:
"You don't know what it's like, baby
You don't know what it's like
To love somebody
To love somebody
The way I love you"

Then the world's sounds came back like turning up the volume dial. I'm tearing up. Realizing what he is saying to me...it's not just a song anymore to me. He speaks.

The song "Forever Now" by Michael Buble is also the same way for me. I see when this song plays that God is our father, and we are the kids doing all those things in the song to him...the one who made us and knows our path. And it makes me cry every time. There are a lot of songs that all of a sudden have a totally different meaning that just hits me. Not that it dawned on me but just hits me out of no where.

2 Peter 3:9 tells us, "The Lord is not slow to fulfill his promise as some count slowness, but is patient toward you, not wishing that any should perish, but that all should reach repentance." All of his creation, all of his children. He wants to have that proud papa moment when you run into his arms.

And as a parent, this last one is something I strive for. I'm getting better about it and think on this one all the time: Psalms 86:15, "But you, O Lord, are a God merciful and gracious, slow to anger and abounding in steadfast love and faithfulness." What great characteristics of a father and our God.

So just now the girls and I were painting b-day papers I'm going to send out... and Ronia sits there and pees full on giant pee on to her seat all over the floor all over the carpet and the tile under the table. so I come over after I get copy it down and I say how's it going you doing good? And she says yeah and I reached out and keeping your pants clean she says yeah and it feel and it's warm and look on the floor for the huge puddle and I'm so mad at this moment. Fabian is just about to walk out the door and he says everything's okay don't get mad. And I'm thinking you haven't been fighting this like I have for 3 years! And we were doing so good lately. So then I'm thinking to myself I can't show her that I'm really mad so I make her clean it up. And I asked her why didn't you get down and go? And she said I just wanted to paint. So I tell her to go change her pants and she does and put them in the dirty clothes and then she comes out and I put her in the corner. So she standing with her face in where the door opens by the front door and I ask her the same questions why didn't you do like I told you to do? And she's like I wanted to do it my way I wanted to paint.so I asked her how long does it take to go potty and leave your activity and she says 20 minutes I said no 20 seconds and she says fine. you always get your way! And I said no! My way would be for you to listen and to not pee in your pants. You got your way you wanted to paint you peed in your pants you caused this because you didn't listen.

And now I get a flashback from the video in my thoughts saying when you follow your feelings it usually isn't what God wants you to do. And that God is in my shoes trying not to punish his kids too much because he knows we have the potential to get over these stubborn feelings.... Just then Michael Buble from Alexa sings:
You don't know what it's like, baby
You don't know what it's like
To love somebody
To love somebody
The way I love you

**2 Peter 3:9**
The Lord is not slow to fulfill his promise as some count slowness, but is patient toward you, not wishing that any should perish, but that all should reach repentance.

**Psalm 86:15**
But you, O Lord, are a God merciful and gracious, slow to anger and abounding in steadfast love and faithfulness.

I'm just going to jump into this one. I don't remember all the details because I stupidly didn't wake up and write this all down before I prayed about it.

I was at a large mountain resort with a beautiful beach overlooking a body of water with nothing on the far side. With lots of people were calmly enjoying the perfect weather, milling about, talking with friends, eating and drinking, sitting in the sand...

All of a sudden, we were under attack! Intense action took over the peaceful beach. Big hulking warriors, tall and overly muscular, with sharp swords and other viking-like weapons scattered the people and shattered the quiet with screaming and sounds of battle.

I quickly gathered the women and children as best I could and hid them in a building, locking the doors of the rooms I had tucked them into. When the warriors came for us, some doors held but many didn't. They were dragging out the women and children by their hair or any body part if they were to be kept alive...if they didn't kill them right away. The air was filled with screaming and they tried to fight back - weaponless - to not avail.

I left them to get help, knowing there was literally nothing I could do to help them. Outside, I pulled in my feelings and turn into a large dragon! In the air, I scattered the warriors with fire shooting out of my mouth, my claws and just plain fear on their parts. I have had other dreams of flying so this was easy, and I did not tire even though this dragon battle and the fighting before it went on all night in the dream. There were lots of details I didn't remember when I was writing this down. At the end of the battle when all was calm, I changed back into human form.

When all the fighting was over, warriors were still around WALKING calmly with no intention of fighting anymore, and with what I could see, no one else was fighting anymore either. I turn to see someone walking towards me. Jesus arrived. I remember Jesus looked like all the paintings and movie characters that I've seen. He was wearing the usual long white (but not blindingly bright) tunic robe thingy and brown sandals.

It was just before sunset/dusk time. Jesus said to me and another girl with me [I don't even remember there being a girl with me] that "we needed to fix someone". So off he walked to one of those buildings whose doors held. Now keep this visual for all the building's interiors: Everything was dimly-lit and all the somewhat-smooth cement was painted a blue-grey - the walls, floors, doors... So down the stairs we went, through the many long branching-off hallways of doors, we walked at a normal pace. He was not rushed and knew which one to open. I had long forgotten that I put her down there in the rush and probably would have not remembered her at all afterwards. Alone in a tiny nearly empty room, on the floor sat a little girl (4-6 years old, straight blonde-haired wearing a blue-grey simple dress/tunic thing) next to a scuffed-up white-ish mini table and mini chair. He walked over to her, as we stood in the doorway, and picked her up, said a few things to the silent girl and cradle-carried her to the beach outside. He laid her on the sand with her back facing us, him on the other side of her so we could see his face. And he started talking to her.

Standing on the beach with them in front of me about 10 feet away in the sand, I looked around. There was A [one] huge cloud in the sky, and it had buildings on it like old-school castle towers. Then the clouds quickly blew away, and it showed solid craggy rock boulder just floating up there like it was as light as a feather.

Then I looked back to Jesus, my friend (on her knees in the sand) and the little girl. The little girl is still laying down on her side but floating off the sand like an inch or two with her back to me still. Jesus is choosing/taking the wet sand, grabbing it in handfuls, and putting it into her body as though her stomach/chest/pelvic area were open and empty. I saw him gently and slowly push and press a handful into her pelvic area then grab another double-handful (picking the right sand section under her body to use) and putting it into her lung cavity...

My eyes strayed as I looked up and saw the most beautiful sunset of my life. In my real life, I LOVE sunsets and always say to my girls - "God knows how to paint 'em doesn't he?!" Anyway, I could look at the setting sun without it hurting my eyes. The sun wasn't yellow, it was like an orange color that gradiented the sky to mostly pink then orange then pink and purple and then nothing else mattered. I cried because it was so beautiful. Then I looked back and Jesus was burying the little girl the rest of the way in the sand. Immediately when he was finished, he brought her all the way out (holding her by her rib cage/armpit area like you would raise your own child into the air)...

and this is when I woke up with tears wetting my pillow. As I awoke, I knew this fact: I know that I was on the good side of the war, but the distinction was like it was just AN ARMY - not officially GOD'S ARMY. Something else made me think...Jesus didn't carry the girl to the water behind him and "baptize her" - he buried her in the sand. I would think that the water would have been more symbolic...so the sand part must be more important...

Over the last two years, I have been praying that God answer my question: Why did he bury the girl? What did that mean? Well, on May 20, 2021, I was out walking my dog and listening to a bible video called "Can you afford to be a Christian?". At about the 5 min marker, she started saying something that started a movie RE-playing in my head - the part of the dream that I didnt understand - the little girl getting buried in the beach. This part of the dream replays precisely as she reads Matthew 13:44, "The kingdom of heaven is like treasure, buried in a field, that a man found and reburied. Then in his joy he goes and sells everything he has and buys that field." She continues using the Bible to define what the field is, what the treasure is and WHO the "man" is. It blows my mind! I knew that God was finally showing me the answer. Jesus paid the price to have his treasure.

I don't remember all the details because I stupidly didn't wake up and write this all down before I prayed.

[ACTION SEQUENCE]

I was at a mountain resort with a beautiful beach. Lots of people were there. All of a sudden, there was a raid and lots of bad guys were there (big hulking bad guys with lots of muscles, tall, with sharp swords and other viking-like weapons). I gathered the women and children as best I could and hid them in a building, locking the doors...some doors held...but many didn't. They were dragging out the women and children by their hair or any body part if they were to be kept alive...if they didn't kill them right away...Lots of screaming and trying to fight back - weaponless.

Outside, I turn into a dragon and flew around chasing the bad guys away with fire, my claws and just plain fear on their parts. [I've always known the feeling of flying from past dreams so it was easy to do.] [This fighting and the time before the fight seemed like all night of the dream. Lots of details I didn't remember when I was writing this down.] I changed back into human form.

[CALM & SLOW SEQUENCE]

When all the bad was over (there was still bad guys WALKING calmly around, people not fighting that I could see), Jesus came. [I remember Jesus looked like all the paintings and movie characters that I've seen. He was wearing like a long, the usual, white (but not blindingly bright) tunic robe thingy and sandals.

It was just before sunset/dusk time. He said to me and another girl with me [I don't even remember there being a girl with me] that "we needed to fix someone". So off he walked to one of those buildings whose doors held. Down the [keep this visual for all the building's interiors] dimly-lit blue-grey painted cement stairs through the many branching-off hallways of doors we went walking at a normal pace. He knew which one to open. I had long forgotten that I put her down there in the rush and probably would have not remembered her at all afterwards. Alone in a tiny room, on the floor sat a little girl (4-6 years old, straight blonde-haired wearing a blue-grey simple dress) next to a scuffed-up white-ish mini table and mini chair. He walked over to her, as we stood in the doorway, and picked her up, said a few things to the silent girl and cradle-carried her to the beach outside. He laid her on the sand with her back facing us, him on the other side of her so we could see his face and started talking to her.

Standing on the beach with them in front of me about 10 feet away in the sand, I looked around me. There was a [one] huge cloud in the sky, and it had buildings on it like old-school castle towers. Then the clouds quickly blew away, and it showed solid craggy rock boulder just floating up there like it was as light as a feather.

Then I looked back to Jesus, my friend (on her knees in the sand) and the little girl. The little girl is still laying down on her side but floating off the sand like an inch or two with her back to me. Jesus is choosing/taking the wet sand, grabbing it in handfuls, and putting it into her body as though her stomach/chest/pelvic area were open and empty. I saw him gently and slowly push and press a handful into her pelvic area then grab another double-handful (picking the right sand section under her body to use) and putting it into her lung cavity...

My eyes strayed as I looked up and saw the most beautiful sunset of my life. [In my real life, I LOVE sunsets and always say to my girls - "God knows how to paint 'em doesn't he?!"] I could look at the setting sun without it hurting my eyes. The sun wasn't yellow, it was like an orange color that gradiented the sky to mostly pink then orange then pink and purple and nothing else mattered. I cried because it was so beautiful. Then I looked back and Jesus was burying the little girl the rest of the way in the sand. Immediately when he was finished, he brought her all the way out (holding her by her ribcage/armpits like you would raise your own child into the air)...

and this is when I woke up.

UPDATE: May 20, 2021
Today, I was walking my dog and listening to Monica's videos because I am working on categorizing them for her website...all 700 of them. I have about 100 left and JUST downloaded this set of the last half to my phone. I press play and the video "Can you afford to be a Christian" plays. At about the 5 min marker she started saying something that started a movie RE-playing in my head - the part of the dream that I didnt understand and have been praying that he gives me the meaning of for the last 2 years! Yes - the little girl getting buried in the beach. This part of the dream replays as she is talking about the parable of the man that finds something valuable in a field, reburies it, sells everything he has and buys that field. She uses the Bible to define what the field is, what the treasure is and WHO the "man" is. It blows my mind! I chat Monica and tell her right away what God had just revealed to me. I called my mom and told her too!

Matthew 13:44 (NIV)
The Parables of the Hidden Treasure and the Pearl

The kingdom of heaven is like treasure hidden in a field. When a man found it, he hid it again, and then in his joy went and sold all he had and bought that field.

- I'm pretty sure this was an end times dream
- I know that I was on the good side of the war, but the distinction was like it was just AN ARMY - not officially GOD'S ARMY.
- I turned into a dragon and fought the bad guy from the air - the only dragon in the bible is satan so...not related? Just an animal not like a meaning? I DID get fire so...
- Jesus didn't carry the girl to the water behind him and "baptize her" - he buried her in the sand. I would think that the water would have been more symbolic...so the sand part must be more important...
- I feel like this was the hardest one to find actual verses about

**John 10:10**
The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they may have life and have it abundantly.

**2 Timothy 3:1**
But understand this, that in the last days there will come times of difficulty.

**Romans 8:18**
For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing with the glory that is to be revealed to us.

**Psalm 82:4**
Rescue the weak and the needy;
deliver them from the hand of the wicked.”

**Luke 21:36**
But stay awake at all times, praying that you may have strength to escape all these things that are going to take place, and to stand before the Son of Man.”

**Mark 14:62**
“I am,” said Jesus. “And you will see the Son of Man sitting at the right hand of the Mighty One and coming on the clouds of heaven.”

**Daniel 2:44**
And in the days of those kings the God of heaven will set up a kingdom that shall never be destroyed, nor shall the kingdom be left to another people. It shall break in pieces all these kingdoms and bring them to an end, and it shall stand forever,

**John 14:18**
“I will not leave you as orphans; I will come to you.

**Genesis 2:7**
Then the Lord God formed the man of dust from the ground and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life, and the man became a living creature.

**John 3:3**
Jesus answered him, “Truly, truly, I say to you, unless one is born again[a] he cannot see the kingdom of God.”

**Luke 19:10**
For the Son of Man came to seek and to save the lost.”

**Ezekiel 34:11**
“For thus says the Lord God: Behold, I, I myself will search for my sheep and will seek them out.

**Matthew 18:14**
So it is not the will of my Father who is in heaven that one of these little ones should perish.

On the night before Passover began - April 17, 2019, God gave me a "practice" dream. Never in all of my life have I felt so weirdly unsatisfied.

I was in a large, EMPTY, not-so-bright room with 4 other people. I am FEELING intense PRESSURE to act, like a fight with no actual action.

One of the people for sure thought I was crazy till he started realizing what I was doing was for real: the two girls were demon-possessed, and I was trying to exorcise them. The last person didn't say anything, but was just unbelieving-ly and nonchalantly watching what I was doing.

I had to get a demon-each out of the two girls. I felt like I could do it...in a way. I knew what to "say" a least, but there was a lot of pressure to get the job done...like as to not be overtaken by them.

For the first girl, I was repeating and repeating the right words, then at the end, she started crawling on her back, hopping on the floor, and then I THINK I got the demon out. She calmed, stilled and SEEMED normal.

The second person was harder. She was a younger female of like 21-23 years old. I had to repeat and repeat the right words like for the last girl. She tried to distract me saying that I should be saying it in Mary's name. I said "forget about Mary - Jesus is the only one YOU need to fear." In the end, she put her hand up to her mouth and "threw up" a black ponytail that was like a tiny black tutu with silver sparkles, and I yelled at it. As the girl looked at me, her right eye dilated all weird, and then she was calm but seemed...sly. I didn't know if I got it out or it tricked me.

The girls were hugging but there was no crying in relief...there was nothing that was...gratifying.

Then I woke up calm. I had a weirdly unsatisfied feeling and like I DON'T KNOW if I REALLY got those demons out of those girls. I remember waking up thinking...speaking in tongues would have worked better - they might have respected that more.

Now, I don't know how you can tell if a demon HAS gone out or not, if they are cunning to get you to "think" that they are out. I don't remember the words I used in trying to cast them out either.

Mark 16:17 tells us what we can do if we believe in Jesus. "And these signs will accompany those who believe: in my name they will cast out demons; they will speak in new tongues." James 2:19 tells us that even the demons know that Jesus is God, "You believe that there is one God. Good! Even the demons believe that—and shudder." There WAS an instance that Jesus told his disciples that certain demons can only be cast out with prayer. It's the story in Mark 9:14-29.

In the dream, one of the girls tried to distract and confuse me, to make my efforts worthless in hopes to get me to give up the exorcism. But I told her that Jesus is the the only one with the power. No other person or "god" has the power that Jesus has. No one can save you or send you back to hell like Jesus can. Acts 16:18 shows one of MANY examples, "And this she kept doing for many days. Paul, having become greatly annoyed, turned and said to the spirit, “I command you in the name of Jesus Christ to come out of her.” And it came out that very hour."

If there are or were demons in your life, you NEED repent and pray to God for help. You'll need to fill your "house" with the Holy Spirit. If God isn't filling the void in your life then evil spirits will eagerly do so. Matthew 12:43-45 warns us of just that. "When an impure spirit comes out of a person, it goes through arid places seeking rest and does not find it. Then it says, ‘I will return to the house I left.’ When it arrives, it finds the house unoccupied, swept clean and put in order. Then it goes and takes with it seven other spirits more wicked than itself, and they go in and live there. And the final condition of that person is worse than the first. That is how it will be with this wicked generation." Another story appears in Mark 5:8-9 covering the multitude of possessions in one man. It says, "For Jesus had said to him, 'Come out of this man, you impure spirit!' Then Jesus asked him, 'What is your name?' 'My name is Legion,' he replied, 'for we are many.' ". Jesus allowed them to go into a herd of pigs who ended up dead a minute later. A good example is Mary Magdalene. She had seven demons exorcised from her by Jesus. She filled her life with Jesus and didn't have that problem again.

Ephesians 6:12 concludes for both, "For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms." James 4:7 continues, "Submit yourselves therefore to God. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you." 1 Peter 5:8 says, "Be sober-minded; be watchful. Your adversary the devil prowls around like a roaring lion, seeking someone to devour."

It's time you leave your worldly-ways of running with demons. They are there to distract & steal you away from your reward - Heaven. They are there to confuse you, and make you worthless in furthering the kingdom of God. Repent and turn to the Truth. Be effective in freeing the souls in Satan's clutches.

[FEELING UNDER PRESSURE - ACTION without actual action]

I was in an empty not-so-bright room with 4 other people.

One of the people for sure thought I was crazy till he started realizing what I was doing was for real: the two girls were demon-possessed and I was trying to exorcise them. The last person didn't say anything, but was just unbelieving-ly watching.

I had to get a demon each out of the two people. I felt like i could do it in a way. I knew what to "say" a least but there was a lot of pressure to get the job done.

For the first girl, I was repeating and repeating the right words, then at the end, she started crawling on her back, hopping on the floor and then I THINK I got the demon out. She calmed and SEEMED normal.

The second person was harder. She was a younger female of like 21-23 years old. I had to repeat and repeat the right words like for the last girl. She tried to distract me saying that I should be saying it in Mary's name. I said "forget about Mary - Jesus is the only important one you need to fear." In the end, she put up her hand to her mouth and "threw up" a black ponytail that was like a tiny black tutu with silver sparkles, and I yelled at it. The girls' right eye dilated weird, and she was calm but seemed sly. I didn't know if I got it out or it tricked me.

The girls were hugging but there was no crying in relief...there was nothing that was...gratifying.

Then I woke up with these feelings: weird/unsatisfied feeling and like I DON'T KNOW if I REALLY got those demons out of those girls. I woke up thinking...speaking in tongues would have worked better - they might have respected that more.

- I don't know how you can tell if a demon has gone out or not. If they are cunning to get you to "think" that they are out...
- I don't know the words I used in trying to cast them out.
- This one is hard to find any other verses...

**James 2:19**
You believe that there is one God. Good! Even the demons believe that—and shudder.

**Matthew 12:45**
Then it goes and takes with it seven other spirits more wicked than itself, and they go in and live there. And the final condition of that person is worse than the first. That is how it will be with this wicked generation.”

**Ephesians 6:12**
For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.

**Mark 5:8**
For he was saying to him, “Come out of the man, you unclean spirit!”

**Acts 19:13-16**
13 Some Jews who went around driving out evil spirits tried to invoke the name of the Lord Jesus over those who were demon-possessed. They would say, “In the name of the Jesus whom Paul preaches, I command you to come out.” 14 Seven sons of Sceva, a Jewish chief priest, were doing this. 15 One day the evil spirit answered them, “Jesus I know, and Paul I know about, but who are you?” 16 Then the man who had the evil spirit jumped on them and overpowered them all. He gave them such a beating that they ran out of the house naked and bleeding.

**Mark 16:17**
And these signs will accompany those who believe: in my name they will cast out demons; they will speak in new tongues;

This is a dream that I was given on May 8, 2019. I am just going to tell you what I saw because there are a lot of different pieces in this dream but I don't know what it means. I also don't want anyone to put in their "I thinks" because I don't want to empty the meaning of this dream when it is revealed. Just like Habakkuk 2:2-3 says, “And the Lord answered me: Write the vision; make it plain on tablets, so he may run who reads it. For still the vision awaits its appointed time; it hastens to the end—it will not lie. If it seems slow, wait for it; it will surely come; it will not delay."

This dream starts out feeling like just any other day. I went home to my mom's house after I was out drinking and partying with my friends. I didn't get drunk or anything - just spending some quality fun time with my friends. My mom came to the camper where I was sleeping, and she woke me up. "Oh come on, let's go outside. How much fun did you have?" she asked. I said, "I don't know. I can't really open my eyes. Something's like lodging them." She hands me my eye drops, and says, "It's probably cuz you haven't been drinking a lot of water." So I put the drops in my eyes and then we went outside the RV.

I, my mom and my small dog were in the backyard in the bright daylight. I only am seeing a lot of desert. I don't remember seeing my mom's house or any other detail that is hers. Everything around us scenery-wise is sandy brown desert and the sky was like a dry dusty blue.

All of a sudden a feeling of awe takes over and my vision went weird - I couldn't see anything real anymore. I had circles in my eyes like I was looking through a pair of binoculars but the rest of my vision outside the binocular's circles of sharp vision was like this light peachy-gray color. I was trying to blink my eyes hard because I didn't know what was "real" or what was part of this vision.

I saw a giant eagle, wings wrapped in the shape of circle like a yin/yang and was looking down and to the side so I could see one eye in the long beak. I was trying to tell my mom what I saw. The vision changed to two giant all-black vultures (feathers like flowing black smoke, leaving wisps of smoke behind with each flap) in the sky and they were flying around...circling. They were huge. I was afraid for my dog, that they would swoop down and pick her up and take her away. I was so obsessed on finding her to make sure they didn't get her. I realized they weren't real, they were just part of this vision.

Realizing that I was having a vision, I frantically ran for the van. Digging around inside my black backpack in the van with all haste to find something to write on. I'm trying to find a pen, and I'm shaking to write this down. I have a weird empty space in my coloring book near these rabbits, and I'm drawing what I see.

My mom is like, "What's going on with you?", and I tell her and then I'm trying to draw it. All of a sudden she takes my coloring book away from me and I start to forget what I saw. I said, "Stop it! Why are you taking my coloring book away from me?!" She goes, "I...don't...know." all confused like she wasn't in control of her own body there for that second. Then she says, "We'll give it back." and then she gave it back to me. She had a weird kind of off-putting stance, a little bit defensive, and she said, "Whenever you're done, just come back inside." and she left me.

I'm frantically looking in this coloring book for my page. I can't find it. My dad calls out saying, "What are you doing?" I say, "I'm trying to find my drawing so I can finish it." I had the most urgent feeling to finish it but I started forgetting what I saw.

Then I woke up. As I write this, I almost just forgot the whole thing! I think I missed something really important, some part of the vision that was after the condors. Was it important? But I don't know if I actually forgot it or not.

This dream was very realistic to me because at the moment of waking and writing this down, I was sitting in the bed that she just woke me up in. And the black backpack is the one I use when we go visit my mom and there are always eye drops in it.

[JUST LIKE EVERY DAY INTERACTIONS SEQUENCE]

I went home to my mom's house after I was out drinking and partying with my friends. I didn't get drunk or anything - just spending some quality fun time with my friends. My mom came to the camper where I was sleeping, and she woke me up. "Oh come on, let's go outside. How much fun did you have?" she asked. I said, "I don't know. I can't really open my eyes. Something's like lodging them." She hands me my eye drops, and says, "It's probably cuz you haven't been drinking a lot of water." So I put the drops in my eyes and then we went outside the RV.

I, my mom and my small dog were in the backyard in the bright daylight. I only am seeing a lot of desert. I don't remember seeing my mom's house or any other detail that is hers. Everything around us scenery-wise is sandy brown desert and the sky was like a dry dusty blue.

[AWE]

All of a sudden, my vision went weird, and I couldn't see anything real anymore. I had circles in my eyes like I was looking through a pair of binoculars but the rest of my vision outside the binocular's circles of sharp vision was like this light peachy-gray color. I was trying to blink my eyes hard because I didn't know what was "real" or what was part of this vision.

I saw a giant eagle, wings wrapped in the shape of circle like a yin/yang and was looking down and to the side so I could see one eye in the long beak. I was trying to tell my mom what I saw. The vision changed to two giant all-black vultures (feathers like flowing black smoke, leaving wisps of smoke behind with each flap) in the sky and they were flying around...circling. They were huge. I was afraid for my dog, that they would swoop down and pick her up and take her away. I was so obsessed on finding her to make sure they didn't get her. I realized they weren't real, they were just part of this vision.

[FRANTIC]

Realizing that I was having a vision, I ran for the van. Digging around inside my black backpack in the van to find something to write on. I'm trying to find a pen, and I'm shaking to write this down. I have a weird empty space in my coloring book near these rabbits and I'm drawing what I see.

My mom is like, "What's going on with you?", and I tell her and then I'm trying to draw it. All of a sudden she takes my coloring book away from me and I start to forget what I saw. I said, "Stop it! Why are you taking my coloring book away from me?!" She goes, "I...don't...know." all confused like she wasn't in control of her own body there for that second. Then she says, "We'll give it back." and then she gave it back to me. She had a weird kind of off-putting stance, a little bit defensive, and she said, "Whenever you're done, just come back inside." and she left me.

I'm frantically looking in this coloring book for my page. I can't find it. My dad calls out saying, "What are you doing?" I say, "I'm trying to find my drawing so I can finish it." I had the most urgent feeling to finish it but I started forgetting what I saw.

Then I woke up. As I write this, I almost just forgot the whole thing! I think I missed something really important, some part of the vision that was after the condors. Was it important? **But I don't know if I actually forgot it or not.**

This dream was very realistic to me because currently I am sitting in the bed that she just woke me up in. And the black backpack is the one I use when we go visit my mom and there is always eye drops in it.

I drew these the best I could

- Every animal in this dream is in the list of "Old Testament Unclean animals To Not Be Eaten"
- I don't know what the eagle or vultures mean
- I didn't realize what I was writing about my mom saying "we" till just now. In the dream I didn't catch it because I was so worried about the memory fading than what she actually said.

These are the few vulture verses...I dont know what they signified.

**Matthew 24:28**
Wherever the corpse is, there the vultures will gather.

**Leviticus 11:13**
“And these you shall detest among the birds;[a] they shall not be eaten; they are detestable: the eagle,[b] the bearded vulture, the black vulture,

**Deuteronomy 14:12**
But these are the ones which you shall not eat: the eagle and the vulture and the buzzard,

All these are random verses. I dont know WHAT the eagle represented...but it could be any one of these meanings.

**Deuteronomy 28:49**
The LORD will bring a nation against you from far away, from the ends of the earth, like an eagle swooping down, a nation whose language you will not understand,

**Exodus 19:4**
‘You yourselves have seen what I did to Egypt, and how I carried you on eagles’ wings and brought you to myself.

**Isaiah 40:31**
but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.

**Revelation 8:13**
As I watched, I heard an eagle that was flying in midair call out in a loud voice: “Woe! Woe! Woe to the inhabitants of the earth, because of the trumpet blasts about to be sounded by the other three angels!”

**Revelation 12:14**
The woman was given the two wings of a great eagle, so that she might fly to the place prepared for her in the wilderness, where she would be taken care of for a time, times and half a time, out of the serpent’s reach.

**Deuteronomy 32:10-11**
10 In a desert land he found him, in a barren and howling waste. He shielded him and cared for him; he guarded him as the apple of his eye, 11 like an eagle that stirs up its nest and hovers over its young, that spreads its wings to catch them and carries them aloft.

**Ezekiel 17:3-8**
3 Say to them, ‘This is what the Sovereign LORD says: A great eagle with powerful wings, long feathers and full plumage of varied colors came to Lebanon. Taking hold of the top of a cedar, 4 he broke off its topmost shoot and carried it away to a land of merchants, where he planted it in a city of traders. 5 “ ‘He took one of the seedlings of the land and put it in fertile soil. He planted it like a willow by abundant water, 6 and it sprouted and became a low, spreading vine. Its branches turned toward him, but its roots remained under it. So it became a vine and produced branches and put out leafy boughs. 7 “ ‘But there was another great eagle with powerful wings and full plumage. The vine now sent out its roots toward him from the plot where it was planted and stretched out its branches to him for water. 8 It had been planted in good soil by abundant water so that it would produce branches, bear fruit and become a splendid vine.’

**Numbers 12:6**
And he said, “Hear my words: If there is a prophet among you, I the Lord make myself known to him in a vision; I speak with him in a dream.

**Acts 2:17**
“‘And in the last days it shall be, God declares,
that I will pour out my Spirit on all flesh,
and your sons and your daughters shall prophesy,
and your young men shall see visions,
and your old men shall dream dreams;

**Joel 2:28**
“And it shall come to pass afterward,
that I will pour out my Spirit on all flesh;
your sons and your daughters shall prophesy,
your old men shall dream dreams,
and your young men shall see visions.

**Leviticus 11:6**
And the hare, because it chews the cud but does not part the hoof, is unclean to you.

**1 Peter 5:8**
Be sober-minded; be watchful. Your adversary the devil prowls around like a roaring lion, seeking someone to devour.

**Ephesians 6:12**
For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the cosmic powers over this present darkness, against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly places.

NOT DONE

I am at my mom's house with both kids, and we are watching something on TV all sitting on the floor except Mom's in her recliner. I'm leaning on the side of the couch with one arm draped over it, thinking about how I'm wishing for the miracle of Dad's repentance (dropping the hate, prejudice, and hurt feelings that he's been carrying around for so long, and the intense involvement of the "world") and that he would feel real and constant peace and no more pain (inside and out).

As though he were sitting calmly right next to me, the smooth, slow, sweet southern drawl of what sounded like Tom Hanks says to me, "All in good time, darlin'." I looked there next to me and saw nothing but got this feeling like I could "see" these two OLD ladies sitting in chairs nearby, like he comforts them too. But this "feeling" is very quick...like a split second.

After this, I immediately tell my mom. Of course, she heard nothing. I'm excited and surprised.

On the morning of February 22, 2020, I had an amazing experience. I was lying on my back in my soft bed, praying like usual. I was really praying for myself this time instead of for everyone else. I was asking for the Holy Spirit to be inside me all the time, and that I wanted to have the gift speaking in tongues.

So I'm praying for a few minutes, and then I begin to feel very light - as though I am floating off my bed (but I could still feel my butt in the mattress so I know I didn't actually go anywhere). As I feel like I'm floating about a foot off the bed, a feeling like a sprinkling rain fell on me. Every drop was a tingling sensation over the front of my whole body but only in the places that gravity would actually fall - so my back, the underside of my hands and arms and such got nothing. It felt like having your leg fall asleep and come back with that painful tingling but this was NOT painful but had a calm and "nice" tingling feeling. I basked in this experience for as long as it lasted.

I kept asking for tongues but nothing came. I asked what I was missing not to have it and...nothing.

Slowly all the feelings left - the complete quiet, the floating and the rain tingling, like the volume was off and was now being slowly turned back up to a normal volume, and I could hear the kids talking in the living room.

I thanked God for that experience, and happily got up to go on with my day.

Not until an event with Dr. Hal and Cheryl Sacks in Tucson on Oct 21, 2023 did I know that THIS raining event was actually me gaining the Holy Spirit baptism. I was standing up front of a congregation first in line to get the laying of hands for the baptism for the Holy Spirit. When it was done, I didn't feel that amazingness that others told about. And the daughter of the pastor came up as told me that God told her to tell me that I already had it - that I was already filled up. At that moment a flash memory of this raining event came to me - reminding me that THIS was when it happened for me. Then she said that speaking in tongues is something that you can have but you need to grab for it. We talked about it for a bit and then switched to my friend who had an awesome experience!

In the morning, I was lying on my back in bed praying like usual. I was really praying for myself this time instead of for everyone else. I was asking for the Holy Spirit to be inside me all the time, and that I wanted to have the gift speaking in tongues.

So I'm praying for a few minutes, and then I felt very light - like I was floating off my bed (but I could still feel my butt in the mattress so I know I didn't actually go anywhere). Then I had a light tingling over the front of my whole body like:
- having your leg fall asleep and come back with that painful tingling but this NOT being painful but a calm and "nice" feeling or
- like sprinkled rain falling from above me. I noticed it didn't tingle anywhere gravity wouldn't hit if water were falling from the ceiling.

I kept asking for tongues but nothing came. I asked what I was missing not to have it and...nothing.

Slowly all the feelings left - the complete quiet, the floating and the rain - and I could hear the kids talking in the living room, like the volume was off and was now being slowly turned back up to a normal volume.

I have been watching Prophets Among Us' YouTube channel for years. Something recently clicked to me about what he was saying...or maybe through my walk with God and where I was with learning, but it became apparent to me that he was claiming that he was the spirit of one of God's big time angels – Raphael, and he says sometimes he is called "the dog" in dreams. Now – I don't know much about angels' names, ranks, etc except for what the Bible talks about. Even this verse from John 3:12 speaks of my skepticism: “I have spoken to you of earthly things and you do not believe; how then will you believe if I speak of heavenly things?”

So I went off to be alone, and I prayed hard. And I asked God to tell me if this is true cause it IS a pretty wild claim. So I asked for an answer, but I gave God an out - I said that if he wanted me to know now he'd tell me, and if not, then I'd know it's not in my "role" to know. Jeremiah 33:3 says, “Call to me and I will answer you, and will tell you great and hidden things that you have not known.” So, I was hopeful.

That night, April 10, 2020 (in the middle of Passover), God gave me a dream. And yes, I have had plenty of dreams throughout my life, but believe me that you will know the difference when you wake up - there is this “weight of importance” – that you have to write this down immediately as to not forget what you saw.

This is what I saw.

The first part of the dream isn't really important.

It started off feeling excitement in a fun friends gathering...
I am with a group of people in a two or three story house on the ground level (which is a living room and kitchen bar and next to it was like the stairs going up). So we are all in the living room sitting on this L-shaped dark brown couch, and I'm telling them about my dreams - not details but just that it is happening and that they are cool. After we are onto other topics, we all start getting tired. And we lean on each other's shoulders and fall asleep quickly.

Then begins a dream within a dream. It's calm and quiet...

I sit up and look to my right to see the guy I was leaning on is still sleeping and the girl on the corner after him is still sleeping too. So at that point, I just know that EVERYONE is still sleeping. I see a medium sized little boy (6-7 years old-ish?) with dark hair and eyebrows and light-ish tanned skin and brown eyes standing in front of me holding the side-edges of a sticker sheet in front of his chest. It was probably a 9x13" sheet with a medium bright blue background filled in organized rows of like 1"-ish tall cartoon animals (but not like crazy cartoons or caricatures).

The little boy is telling and pointing out to me ALL the "HUMAN" names of the animals - not like 'this is a cow and pig and sheep'. He says, “The cow is ___and he says a name, like a person's name, a human's name___. The pig is ___he says another name___.” {He tells me them ALL but I don't know/recognize the names, and I don't remember them as I wrote this down} Then he says, “The dog is Raphael." He stopped there, and looked at me and said it again. "The dog is Raphael." And it is as though he is leaning over the paper coming closer to me and growing up as he's leaning (not that looking at him was important because the growing up was his voice which is now an adult man's voice firmly saying right in my face (like air not an actual body) (and not in a creepy way at all) he says, "He is Raphael."

I woke up with a start from this animal dream with UNCONTAINABLE excitement. I looked around to see the boy, but he was no where in sight. I told everyone around me what I saw and heard. Told them a jist of MY (real life) stories and then told them about the dream. I quickly got up from the couch and speed-walked around to the kitchen bar which had a 70's light yellowy-brown tile counter and above, a set of wood cabinets on the wall. I picked the dry mustard yellow-colored receiver off the rotary phone on the wall and called my mom and I started to tell her.

She and dad came downstairs (like they were already in this building) and stood in front of me telling me that this CANNOT be possible. They had a scripture verse printed in a large font - cut out around the words – that they handed to me.

I read it {But I don't remember it. It was only one sentence.} but brushed it aside like, 'that's what evidence you got?!' I am SHOCKED, in DISBELIEF and feel DESPERATE to persuade them. They continued to try to tell me that these spirits filling different bodies through time cannot happen. They were like "oh come on daughter, don't think like a crazy person" kinda attitude and speech. I don't believe them, and try to convince them again, but they wave their hand at me in dismissal.

Then the dream ends.

Now, Matthew 21:22 states, “And whatever you ask in prayer, you will receive, if you have faith.”
I sure “received”.

Less than 20 mins after I woke and wrote this all down, I was in the kitchen with my kids getting breakfast going, and my husband came out of our room with a book of animals that I haven't seen the kids look at in a LONG time. He starts talking about the names of the animals...pointing them out. He says it was under the sheets on his side of the bed. The kids probably took it over there in their play yesterday. He NEVER brings stuff out that he finds in his bed cause the kids have been doing this more recently cause it's the furthest room from the office so we play in there a lot more now because of the sickness lock-in. I'm in awe of this supposed "confirmation" and take a picture of him reading us the book as proof. Coincidence? I think not!

A couple of hours later, all excited, I called my mom because she was in my dream, and hey! it is pretty darn cool to be answered in the first place. I told her the dream and how she scoffed at me. Her dream character followed right along with this Bible verse: Acts 13:41 states, “‘Look, you scoffers, wonder and perish, for I am going to do something in your days that you would never believe, even if someone told you.’” And the one that I knew by heart: 2 Peter 3:3 states, “Above all, you must understand that in the last days scoffers will come, scoffing and following their own evil desires.”

When we were all done talking about it, and I was telling her stories in the Bible like the 2nd Kings "open his eyes to see the angels" story - she didn't think she's ever heard it, and thought I was just making up stuff or that was part of a different dream that I had. So I corrected her, and she says to me, "I think God is talking to you. That's really cool, Lisa." I told her that she should think about her own salvation and to start doing the best she can to get right with God and quit doing the things he doesn't like. Secondary mission for the dream? I don't think this dream helped just me. God is perfect in his ways of making more than one "event" out of "one" event.

That night before bed, I asked for another confirmation about the Raphael dream. But I said to God that if not, then no biggie. I got the first question answered and that was good enough. And then I fell asleep. The dream I had that night was like God saying, “don't worry about it, getting ready for my return is more important.”

Is there something in your life distracting you from getting ready for his return? TV, politics, clubbing, drinking, sports, social media scanning? Remember these:

Philippians 2:12
Therefore, my dear friends, as you have always obeyed—not only in my presence, but "now much more in my absence"—continue to "work out your salvation" with fear and trembling,

Matthew 24:42
Therefore keep watch, because you do not know on what day your Lord will come.

I am still in awe that God answered a question he didn't NEED to answer. God told me that yes, he is Raphael but it's not for you to get all worked about it. Getting ready for my return is more important. There will be people who won't believe you. Just you get yourself ready.

The first part of the dream isn't really important.

[EXCITED, FUN FRIENDS GATHERING]
I am with a group of people in a two or three story house on the ground level (which is a living room and kitchen bar and next to that was the stairs going up). We are all in the living room sitting on this L-shaped dark brown couch, and I'm telling them about my dreams - not details but just that it is happening and that they are cool. After we are onto other topics, we all start getting tired. We lean on each other's shoulders and fall asleep quickly.

[A dream inside a dream]
[CALM, INTERESTED FEELING]
I sit up and look to my right to see the guy I was leaning on is still sleeping and the girl on the corner after him is still sleeping too. At that point, I just know that everyone is still sleeping. I see a medium sized little boy (6-7 years old-ish?) with dark hair and eyebrows and light-ish tanned skin and brown eyes was standing in front of me holding the side-edges of a sticker sheet in front of his chest. It was probably a 9x13" sheet with a medium bright blue background filled in organized rows with 1"-ish tall each cartoon animals (but not like crazy cartoons or caricatures).

The little boy is telling me ALL the "HUMAN" NAMES of the animals - not like "this is a cow and pig and sheep". "The cow is ______. The pig is ______. {He tells me them ALL but I don't know/recognize the names, and I don't remember them now} The dog is Raphael." He stopped there and looked at me and said it again. "The dog is Raphael." And it is as though he is leaning over the paper coming closer to me and growing up as he's leaning (not that looking at him was important because the growing up was his voice which is now an adult man's voice firmly saying right in my face (like air not a body) (and not in a creepy way at all) "He is Raphael."

[SO EXCITED - UNCONTAINABLE]
I woke up with a start from this animal dream. I looked around to see the boy but he was not anywhere. I told everyone around me what I saw and heard. Told them a jist of MY (real life) stories and then told them about the dream. I quickly got up from the couch and walked around to the kitchen bar which had a 70's light yellowy-brown tile counter and above, a set of wood cabinets on the wall. I picked the dry mustard yellow receiver off this rotary phone on the wall and called my mom and told her.

She and dad came downstairs (like they were in the building) and stood in front of me telling me that this cannot be possible. They had a scripture verse printed in a large font and was cut out around the words they handed to me.

[SHOCKED, DISBELIEF - DESPERATE]
I read it {but I don't remember it. It was only one sentence} but brushed it aside like that's what evidence you got?! They continued to try to tell me that these spirits filling different bodies through time cannot happen. They were like "oh come on daughter, don't think like a crazy person" kinda attitude/speech. I don't believe them, and try to convince them again, but they wave their hand at me in dismissal.

Then the dream ends.

Hebrews 13:2
Do not neglect to show hospitality to strangers, for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.

**Matthew 21:22**
And whatever you ask in prayer, you will receive, if you have faith.

**John 14:14**
If you ask me anything in my name, I will do it.

**Jeremiah 33:3**
Call to me and I will answer you, and will tell you great and hidden things that you have not known.

The reason I got this dream is because I asked God for an answer yesterday. I prayed hard to be told if something someone claimed was true. I asked for an answer but I gave God an out - I said that if he wanted me to know now he'd tell me but if not, then I'd know it's not in my "role" to know.

https://youtu.be/9LSPwsicqoI
-6:44 / 36:52 (near the end of the video)

This is what the time marker is at that you should start to listen. This is why I asked to be told whether or not he is who he says he is. Cause this is kinda wild. He says sometimes he is called "the dog" in dreams.

Just an additional statement:
I don't ever "watch" his videos because I noticed the first time I listened to him a long time ago that he gets his imagery off the internet to help show his dreams and I don't (like a witness to a crime) want to color my thoughts with already-made images. So I just put my phone on loud and do dishes to his videos.

**John 3:12**
I have spoken to you of earthly things and you do not believe; how then will you believe if I speak of heavenly things?

At breakfast (less than 20 mins after I woke and wrote this all down), Fabian came out of our room with a book of animals that I haven't seen surface in a long time. He starts talking about the names of the animals...pointing them out. It was under the sheets on his side of the bed. The kids probably took it over there in their play yesterday. Fabian NEVER brings stuff out that he finds in his bed cause the kids have been doing this more recently cause it's the furthest room from the office so we play in there a lot more now because of the shut-in. I'm in awe of this supposed "confirmation" and take a picture of him as proof. Fabian says to me " you didn't even tell me to smile. Why do you take a picture of me?"

I told my mom about it because she was in my dream, and that it is pretty darn cool to be answered in the first place. I told her how she scoffed at me.

When we were all done talking about it, and I was telling her stories in the Bible like the 2nd Kings "open his eyes" story - she didn't think she's ever heard it and thought I was just making up stuff. She said to me "I think God is talking to you. That's really cool Lisa."

So I was telling her that she should think about getting herself ready so when she stands in front of God, at the end, what's he going to say to you? Is he's going to say, "What are you so busy with that you can't get close to me?" I mean, it is his house you're trying to get into right? Are you his friend? And so after I said those things I told her, "You know, you just got to start changing. You have to quit doing all the things that the Bible tells us not to do. Like lying and being angry at what somebody else does to you or says, you got to try to do your best. And you got to start to pray more and watch more of these YouTube videos where the right people are telling you what they know - cause THAT is their 'job'." (She knows what YouTube people I'm talking about.) Not that works will save her but it's nice to do things for your parent to make them smile at you more.

**Acts 13:41**
“‘Look, you scoffers,
wonder and perish,
for I am going to do something in your days
that you would never believe,
even if someone told you.’”

**2 Peter 3:3**
Above all, you must understand that in the last days scoffers will come, scoffing and following their own evil desires.

Last night before bed, I asked for confirmation about the Raphael dream. But I said to God that if not, no biggie.

This dream was like scattered thoughts BUT it was all about "getting ready" to do something. Then it went into the usual school dream where I wasn't ready at all, and I was late and missing stuff.

So I'm thinking that it's not important to know THOSE things now - that **getting ready for his return is more important.**

**1 Thessalonians 5:2**
For you yourselves are fully aware that the day of the Lord will come like a thief in the night.

**Matthew 24:42**
Therefore keep watch, because you do not know on what day your Lord will come.

**Mark 13:32-33**
“But concerning that day or that hour, no one knows, not even the angels in heaven, nor the Son, but only the Father. Be on guard, keep awake. For you do not know when the time will come.

**Philippians 2:12**
Therefore, my dear friends, as you have always obeyed—not only in my presence, but now much more in my absence—continue to work out your salvation with fear and trembling,

For a few days before the dream happened, I had been thinking about tell these dreams to everyone but didn't know how to do it or which ones to show. Maybe some were too scary or not good enough for everyone. I talked to Monica about, and she gave me some helpful advise. On May 7, 2020, I fasted all day wanting for Him to tell me which dreams to tell.

Earlier that day, at 10am, I talked to a friend of mine...we'll call her T for short, on the phone. She told me a little drama they had at their house about their Grandma who isn't doing so well. T got her Grandma a photo frame that pulls images from an email. She saw some ridiculous/useless pictures uploaded to that email and wanted to delete them. Her dad disagreed with her saying, **"what makes YOU think you know which ones are good and bad?! Who gave YOU the choice to delete them?!"** The first sentence there resonated throughout my dream. Not in a mean way but God said it like a patient, stern, teaching, father.

Now, onto the dream...

It's early on a bright, peaceful afternoon, and I'm with T at a small-ish family gathering of hers. Outside in the nice grassy yard and under the patio, she and I are setting up the tables, putting out table cloths, plates and cups. I'm telling her about my real life dreams, and what I'm supposed to do (writing and telling them). She is a little skeptical, but more like "oh cool, keep talking while I set these tables". Some other older man overheard what I was saying and hovered to listen but didn't say anything.

All of a sudden, there in the grass next to T, an "excitement of energy" explodes in the air - purple and blue sparks and swirl around, zooming this way and that. Then words fly in the air and hover right in front of me - a block type (like Arial bold) literally saying "Prepare them all" in like a brownish red colored gradient. "What makes you think you know which ones are good and bad?" said in a patient, fatherly stern tone at the same time I read these 3 words.

When he was done talking, it all fell apart as I woke up. He tried to wake me up earlier in my dream but I forced myself to sleep through it, but this time He woke me by making the heel of my left foot itch/tickle like CRAZY! As soon as I woke, it was gone. I wrote down everything I could remember as quickly as I could.

So for the last whole month-ish (like June/July of 2020), I have gone back through all my detailed writings and found the correct dates and bible verses that go with them. I have fasted and prayed over these "scripts" I'm writing, praying that I say what God wants me to say. Not to empty the meaning of these dreams by saying whatever my "small brain" can THINK they mean. It makes me think of Job. Job 38:4-5, and 12 - just to get more of the gist of what God is saying. He says, “Where were you when I laid the foundation of the earth? Tell me, if you have understanding. Who determined its measurements—surely you know! Have you commanded the morning since your days began, and caused the dawn to know its place,".

Before I said "scripts" because anyone who knows me knows that I am excitable AND the worst joke teller. I'm the person that excitedly gets to the end of a joke, which is not funny anymore, until I remember that important element and I'll "oops" it into the end. I needed to make sure that these aren't ruined. I needed them to be helpful to someone out there who hears them, not just for me. Jeremiah 29:11 says, "For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope." And in hopes to match that, that means that I have to write a "script". I'm making these the best that I can for you, with every detail I can remember so you can SEE them like I saw them. When I am writing these scripts out, it comes together so nicely. Most often, it doesn't end in the way I thought I was headed in the first place. And if they don't write easily, I skip them and pray about them till I get some revelation somehow.

I don't think the order of these dreams is important, but really, what do I know. Isaiah 55:8 says, " 'For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,' declares the Lord." So I'm going to post them in the order he gave...with the exception on this one.

[Slight Backstory to this one making it cool]

For the last few days, I have been thinking about tell these dreams to everyone but didnt know how to do it or which ones to show. Maybe some were too scary or not good enough for everyone. Yesterday, I fasted all day wanting for Him to tell me which dreams to tell.

At 10am, I talked to Christy on the phone. She told me a little drama they had at their house about their dying Grandma. Christy got her Grandma a photo frame that pulls images from an email. She saw some ridiculous/useless pictures uploaded to that email and wanted to delete them. Her dad yelled at her **"what makes you think you know which ones are good and bad?! Who gave you the choice to delete them?!"** The first sentence there resonated throughout my dream. Not in a mean way but He said it like a patient, stern, teaching, father.

I also tried to stay asleep longer too, which changed the dream...making me forget pieces.

[Now onto the dream]

[PEACEFUL FEELING]

I'm with Christy at a smallish family gathering of hers. I'm outside, helping her set the tables under the patio and in the nice grassy yard. I'm telling her about my dreams and what I'm supposed to do (writing and telling them). She is a little skeptical but more like "oh cool, I'm interested but I'm also setting the tables and stuff". Some other older man over heard what I was saying and hovered to listen but didn't say anything.

(This is where my memory fails. I feel like I have had two more dreams that I'm trying not to wake up through, but they are speeding through to get me to wake up and tell you so I don't forget - which I am forgetting either way).

[AWE - SUPRISE]

All of a sudden, there in the grass next to Christy, "energy excitement" explodes - purple and blue sparks and swirls in the air, zooming this way and that. Then words fly in the air and hover right in front of me - a block type (like Arial bold) literally saying "Prepare them all" in like a brownish red colored gradient. "What makes you think you know which ones are good and bad?" said in a patient, fatherly stern tone at the same time I read these 3 words.

Then it all fell apart as I woke up. He tried to wake me up earlier in my dream but I forced myself to sleep through it, but this time He woke me by making the heel of my left foot itch/tickle like CRAZY! As soon as I woke, it was gone.

- I'm telling my friend about my dreams and my duty and God tells me not to choose but to do them all.

**Jeremiah 29:11**
For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare[a] and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope.

**Proverbs 16:4**
The Lord works out everything to its proper end—even the wicked for a day of disaster.

**Romans 8:28**
And we know that for those who love God all things work together for good, for those who are called according to his purpose.

**Job 38:4-5, 12**
“Where were you when I laid the foundation of the earth?
Tell me, if you have understanding.
Who determined its measurements—surely you know!

“Have you commanded the morning since your days began,
and caused the dawn to know its place,"

**Psalm 138:8**
The Lord will fulfill his purpose for me; your steadfast love, O Lord, endures forever. Do not forsake the work of your hands.

**Isaiah 55:8**
“For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,” declares the Lord.

**1 Samuel 15:22**
And Samuel said, “Has the Lord as great delight in burnt offerings and sacrifices, as in obeying the voice of the Lord? Behold, to obey is better than sacrifice, and to listen than the fat of rams.

**Luke 6:46**
Why do you call me ‘Lord, Lord,’ and not do what I tell you?

**John 15:14**
You are my friends if you do what I command you.

Before this event I knew that prayers were powerful but I didn't know they could be THIS powerful.

On May 10th 2020, (Mother's Day), I found out that my friend was pregnant, but wasn't feeling good.

Five days later, she called me to tell me she had learned that she has a rare complication of having a bag of blood between the baby and the placenta that could end this whole thing if she wasn't restricted to bed-rest for the rest of the pregnancy. She was 8 weeks in at this moment.

I forget what day I did this, but I fasted for a whole day and prayed for the blood bag to dissolve and to disappear completely and that my friend would have a normal pregnancy and the baby would be perfectly fine. I believed that God would do what was part of her "path" and that would be how it was to be. I left it up to him and didn't ask again.

On May 28th, she called me and learned that the blood bag didn't get bigger but it also didn't go away so the doctors are less concerned.

On June 9th, after many attempts to get a hold of her, I got her on the phone. She told me that at the LAST doctors appointment she went to (which I don't know what day that was) the doctors couldn't find the blood bag! It was gone! They were astounded that she didn't experience ANY spotting or bleeding at all (which is expected because IF the bag goes away, it usually “empties” itself, and you think that you are having a miscarriage or you are dying.). The doctors said that she was to have a normal pregnancy, and the baby was healthy and strong.

I told her that I fasted and prayed hard for this exact thing to happen. That this was God's miracle; that she should say a thank you prayer because this was from Him.

I love these three verses. Can you imagine all the good that we could do if we all did these things for each other and believed? Here is some encouragement to become the Bible-following Christians we should all strive to be:

Isaiah 58:6 says, "Is not this the fast that I choose: to loose the bonds of wickedness, to undo the straps of the yoke, to let the oppressed go free, and to break every yoke?"

Ezra 8:23
"So we fasted and petitioned our God about this, and he answered our prayer."

And to conclude it all, John 14:12-14
"Very truly I tell you, whoever believes in me will do the works I have been doing, and they will do even greater things than these, because I am going to the Father. And I will do whatever you ask in my name, so that the Father may be glorified in the Son. You may ask me for anything in my name, and I will do it."

On May 10th, (Mothers Day), I found out that my friend was pregnant but wasn't feeling good.

On May 15th, she called me and learned that she has a rare complication of having a bag of blood between the baby and the placenta that could end this whole thing if she wasn't restricted to bed-rest for the rest of the pregnancy. She was 8 weeks in at this moment.

I forget what day I did this (but it was between these two dates), I fasted for a whole day and prayed for the blood bag to dissolve and to disappear completely and that T would have a normal pregnancy and the baby would be perfectly fine.

On May 28th, she called me and learned that the blood bag didn't get bigger but it also didn't go away so the doctors are less concerned.

On June 9th, after many attempts to get a hold of her, I got her on the phone. She told me that at the last doctors appointment she went to (which I don't know what day that was) the doctors couldn't find the blood bag! It was gone! They were astounded that she didn't experience ANY spotting or bleeding at all (which is expected because IF the bag goes away, it usually “empties” itself, and you think that you are having a miscarriage or you are dying.)! The doctors said that she was to have a normal pregnancy, and the baby was healthy and strong.

I told her that I fasted and prayed hard for this exact thing to happen. That this was God's miracle. That she should say a thank you prayer because this was from him.

**Isaiah 58:6**
“Is not this the fast that I choose: to loose the bonds of wickedness, to undo the straps of the yoke, to let the oppressed go free, and to break every yoke?

**Ezra 8:23**
So we fasted and petitioned our God about this, and he answered our prayer.

**John 14:14**
If you ask me anything in my name, I will do it.

NOT DONE

In this dream, the presence of the Holy Spirit was there (this was like a motherly authoritative sound a voice but sweet at the same time), and I was in an empty white room and in front of me (I personally could not see myself as though I were floating in the ceiling or something but it was just through my eyes) was a large circle like the size of a hula hoop and it was made of live, beautifully green, growing plant vines, circling and intertwining themselves around this giant circle. The center was empty but someone was trying to tell me something through it - like a voice coming through that "space". My mind was acting like a battering ram, like those things the medieval people used to try to break down big double doors with - that giant log. My mind (invisibly) was hitting the invisible center of this ring and causing leaves to fly off and fall onto the ground, dirtying the room. The holy spirit said "be patient and wait." But my mind kept hitting at the circle. I felt excited and eager and happy... Or at least not impatient or annoyed or angry. I thought if I kept hitting it I would get answers. (which was pretty much what I was doing in real life). The voice said again "be patient and wait." And I realized what I needed to stop doing and so I argued with myself or my mind quit hitting the circle, quit trying to pound the circle... Until I woke myself up.

Crazy ha?! I'm going to keep asking for the stuff that I want even though he knows it already...I'll just only do it once... and nicely ;)

NOT DONE

It's 2:37pm when I finally woke up from thinking and asking confirmation about a dream I just had.

I was a tall 35-40(ish) year old healthy and strong young man with brown shoulder-length slightly wavy hair in the setting of a biblical-time land owner, wearing a vertically striped tunic and a belt and sandals. I was bringing in another piece of outside, new, land to legally connect it with the current land that I had, on a bright sunny good weathered day. But I was dragging - physically - the outer edge of the new land with a double-handed effort to the current border of my land. Throughout my hard working vision, there was a sweet womanly/motherly "feeling of approval and contently resigned sounding" of "yessss, you can do it" (not like encouragement of my current activity but talking about what I prayed for before going to bed - if I should give you the "dream" and if there's anything God wanted to change or add beforehand), "BUT there will be a little pinch" she continues (not sure for who me or for Raphael - probably for me) when the land did come together.

My sleeping self then realized what I was thinking and got excited, started asking if this was for what I asked for...wanting to be sure if this was my bedtime prayer being answered. And this questioning woke me up.

NOT DONE

I just had a dream about the Raphael guy. In my dream I am asking God (like in prayer) if Raphael is a good guy or bad guy. Then I turn and start pulling largely typed note cards put of the ground that said parts of my Raphael dream and it includes the words good guy written in different ways. This feels slow and nonchalant. After a while I wake up. I'm laying here feeling nonchalant about it, like I already knew the answer. Weird. So I just asked for confirmation to be shown to me today. I wonder what will happen.

NOT DONE

Last night I had a dream where it started that I had these objects in my hand and one of them was full - I knew this one was Christy's miracle.

And then my sister Kayla is standing with me - bouncy, all excited. She started talking (she's the one who I don't usually talk a lot to), and she was very excited saying that Dad repented, and he's going to get baptized tomorrow to confirm his trying to be better. That he gave up his hate and his disappointment and his anger and his prejudice and all these negative things that are taking over his life now (in real life). That he was happier and that he's smiling all the time, and that he's being nice and there is really a change.

I got so excited because in the dream at this moment I believed it was real like absolutely real. I believed that my fasting request came to pass. And then I had this realization that I'm talking to Kayla and why didn't my mom tell me this because my mom would have called me right away (in real life). That's when I realized it was in a dream, and I got disappointed that it was not real. Then I realized that that second object was full and that was my Dad's miracle. I had five more in my hand that were empty...like little balls that were empty. And then the dream changed and went into a bunch of extra stuff that was not important.

NOT DONE

Just a few minutes ago, I had like a waking dream. I was with this woman, and we were in line to do something. She was getting all freaked out - nervous, wild anticipation. This something I don't remember what it was but it seemed I was very nonchalant about it. I didn't think that it was something to get so worried about. I said to her why are you afraid of dying? don't you know where you're going to go? Don't you believe in heaven? She just nervously looked at me and shook her head. It wasn't a disgusted look but it wasn't desperate either. I tell her, this is why you need to believe in Jesus. because if you did, you wouldn't worry about death because you would know that he is saving a place for you in heaven. You know it's very simple. He sent you here to this life on a mission and while you're here he wants you to love him like a father, the way he loves you like his child. Strive to be a good person, try to follow his rules, and act like you want to make him proud in all the things that you do. Know that he is watching, and will help you if you need it or ask for it. And when you have completed your mission (and you will probably not know until after you've done it) and have loved him the way he asked, he will call you up to him, vouch for you, and you will go to a place where the things of this world mean nothing, a place where you'll always be happy, happier than you've ever been here. Now take a breath. Look at the life you've led. Do you want Jesus in that life?

And then I woke up.

NOT DONE

Time period: Now.
There was a bunch that happened before this that is forgotten but I KNOW my mom is at my house just hanging out till I get back. The dream has only me and her the same as real life. I'm at my boyfriend's house which is in a remodel phase. My boyfriend is super attractive with the dark brown hair and tanned skin, lean and toned. We are serious but new. I have plans to stay the night here tonight. In the dark hallway/pantry next to kitchen where the back door is, I see a tabloid laying open on the floor - nearly tucked behind the swung half open back door. The tiny print was saying that this TV star believed that the body of her boyfriend was taken over by a demon who was keeping things from happening on set. My boyfriend looked on from the lit up kitchen at me reading it. He was a little bit away from me. In a tone like "fhew-riiiiight - I don't believe that" while waving my hand at it, I say "that's a bit syfy for me" and when I said syfy, in my head said "close to home". I walked into the kitchen towards him, and he came up behind me/to my right side and grabbed my wrists from behind, arms surrounding me like in his "comforting way" but controlling. I had a thought - let's see if that is happening here. So I closed my eyes and prayed silently: "Lord, if this is a demon here, make the hands holding me burn like fire." And as I finish my prayer, he starts a slow to a yell: "OoooooowwwwAaaaaaaHhhhhh!" I feel no difference in my arms but he lets go quickly. He looks furious but in a split second changes to placating me...but I saw it. He pretended it didn't happen. He acts like he's sure I don't know what just happened...like I didn't ask for it but it was just a Godly jab/reminder. I told him after he finished yelling that I didn't want to stay after all. I tried to keep it cool but I'm soon freaked out, crying, running for my purse, running for my phone, maneuvering around the few boxes here and there, running for the door that leads to the outside. He is pursuing angrily but in control, playing the "sorry boyfriend". I get outside through the big garage door which was left open. It was dark outside and the street lights were on. My car wasn't where I parked it - right on the front curb. I should be seeing the whole side of my little dark red 4 door car that I've had for years. The neighbors' dark blue (now black in the street lights) truck is still there, and his kids are playing (not visually but we can hear them laughing) on the other side of the hedge wall. I look to my right to see the bright red rear tail lights of a taxi in the driveway that neither of us called. "Someone stole my car!" I was yelling "Someone stole my car! Where is my car?!" The boyfriend's outside with me acting like the concerned/apologetic-for-why?-he-doesnt-know boyfriend act. Trying to coax me back inside like I'm just emotional. I change my thoughts, thinking he might have planned my car not being here anymore. I jumped into the cab yelling out the door at him that I just wanted to go home. I quickly slammed the car door before he can get into the taxi. I'm acting like I don't want him to know that I know he's a demon. The taxi slowly and safely pulls out into the street. The slow bump...bump of the taxi leaving the driveway. I feel safe in this taxi like I know the boyfriend can't get in. The driver is nice and tries to comfort me with Disney music already playing on the radio. I ask him to turn it off saying that would usually cheer me up but right now I needed quiet. So he turned it off. I'm trying to control myself...fast breathing, heart racing, sweating. He tries to ask me if my boyfriend abused me physically. I tell him no. Then I ask him. "Are you religious?" Quiet for a long second. "Yes." I'm about to tell him my theory and I say, "I'm a christian." Then my sleeping self realizes I'm dreaming and the rest isn't going to be as important as what just happened so I woke myself up to write this down. So as I'm writing this down I think to myself why did I have a "handler"? Someone to manipulate and control me. Because that person (me) was a threat somehow.

NOT DONE

Just had a dream where there were a few (like 7) people packing up to go somewhere. The feeling was light, uplifting, (with a bright blue sky in the background) and exciting. One of them - a young dirty-blonde haired man looking at me like, "Hurry and get packed! Aren't you coming? Come on." I saw people milling around getting ready.

NOT DONE

Since the vaccine came out, I've been thinking that I don't want it - for several reasons. I have "felt" that I'm not worried about it for myself and my kids - that if I'm meant to die from this then it will happen, but I feel like my "job's" not done so I wont go out this way.

My husband and his family have done it, and are super pressuring me to do it for me and my young kids. I found out that my friends (with kids too) are saying no -like me- as well. My in-laws are like "people are going to start treating you different" (like they already are).

So on Easter, after dinner with them and hearing the lecture on how "irresponsible it is for us not to get it", we go home. The next day, I'm thinking about it while driving the kids to swimming class I'm thinking about how much more pressure am I going to have to face and what will that compare to when the Mark comes, and I get "super focus" on this song that is playing. The kids have a Disney songs list that plays on car rides and this song comes on. Mulan 2: Lesson Number One (1:14 is where it is). I HEAR it loud and clear (like all the other sounds go away) "You're at peace because you know, It's OK to be afraid" and then I FELT "cause I got you". And I cried because I heard what he was telling me.

THEN the next day, my aunt, out of nowhere, sends me a picture of a page in a christian book she's reading, "You can be fearless even if you don't feel fearless. When the Lord commissioned Joshua to lead His people into the Promised Land, three times He instructed him to "be strong and courageous" (Josh. 1:6, 9, 18). Notice that God never once told him to feel courageous, but to be. There is a crucial difference here. A feeling is an emotional reaction based on the environment and other external circumstances often outside of one's control. This is why feelings can be so fickle. But be is defined as "to occupy a position or space." Being isnt an emotional response but rather, it is an intentional decision to take on a certain quality. In other words, we can decide to be strong and courageous even if we don't feel strong and courageous."

When i hear this song again and again, I think I "understand" other parts of the song better - where it connects - and this could be just me or something more...

Earth, sky
Day, night
Sound and silence
Dark and light (all these things God created in the beginning)

One, alone is not enough (you cant do it by yourself)
You need both together (to make it into heaven)
Winter, summer (no matter what season we are in)
Moon and sun (the saints and Jesus)
Lesson number one (the first and only real lesson)

Like a rock, huh huh (the correct foundation - the Bible and Jesus' teachings)
You must be hard, huh huh (take whatever comes and be unchanging)
Like an oak, mah
You must be stand firm, huh huh (stand firm in your beliefs)
Cut quick (whoosh), like my blade (a double edged sword is the bible)
Think fast, huh huh (act correctly)
Unafraid (BE strong and courageous)

Like a cloud
I am soft (be like a dove)
Like bamboo
I'll bend in the wind (don't be so firm that you can't change your approach)
Creeping slow
I'm at peace because I know
It's OK to be afraid

One, alone is not enough
We need both together
Winter, summer, moon and sun
Lesson number one

Like a cloud -like a rock, huh huh
You are soft -I must be hard huh huh
Like bamboo -like an oak, mmmah
You'll bend in the wind -I must be stand firm, huh huh
Creeping slow -cut quick whoosh, like my blade
You're at peace because you know -think fast, huh huh
You have began
Lesson number one

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I'm sitting at the kitchen table working on my computer. All of a sudden I notice a low vibration humming in only my right ear. I thought it was weird, and started praying against it - "In the name of Jesus Christ, all evil is evicted from this house. Lord send down your angels to protect the doors and windows of this house..." But as I am saying these words, they are not coming out of my mouth in order in which I am saying them in my head. The words were out of order and sometimes backwards. I was fighting to say the right words in the order I wanted them in AS I am saying them - like a mouth FULL of peanut butter. So I stopped and took a huge breath and thought hard on every word I wanted to say, and I said it again, and it came out straight. It is the strangest thing to know what you are saying but for your mouth do something different.

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12:18am wake up time

I just woke up from a dream where I forget the beginning but at the end, I'm in a brightly lit room and I have this realization that I can tell Satan that only Jesus can save him. Before this I have told people who are in the room with me (individually) this idea as well. So at that moment I yell Satan's name, with caring not hate, and he comes. I don't remember what he looks like. At first he is just a spirit and at the end shows me a human man. In the first few minutes of calling his name in this room, I know instantly when he comes...the sound in your ears change and your voice, if you don't keep saying Jesus' name and your mission of speaking, he is trying to stop and he is trying to change your words/mind as they are coming out of your mouth so you HAVE TO super focus on your yelling-mission and keep at it. I'm seeing myself standing in the middle of the room and dancing kinda in this room with something swirling and moving the thickness of the air around the room, saying this to Satan: "Satan, Jesus can save you. Ask him to save you. Just say your sorry and he can save you. Jesus loves you and he can save you." Over and over I say this and he's mad but he's just trying to change my thoughts mid-word but I am so hopeful that he would do it...the visual of this dream is moving around ME, like I AM the cameraman of this movie shot, following this spirits movements or to show that something is moving about the room. Then Satan solidifies himself and appears as a handsome man in a business suit and he just stands tall with his arms at his sides. After my repeat "encouragements" he kneels down on the floor into a ball and Im excited, i think that he's finally repenting and he becomes invisible again. Through all this I am still happily, hoping, encouraging with all of my heart with that same repeating speech. I knew that he couldn't hurt me cause God was protecting me also in that room from Satan's attacks. Then people started coming into the room - fabian's dad first and then my kids. I'm still talking to the room in hopes that Satan hears my heartfelt plea for him but he's gone. I wake myself up in my dream with these thoughts : I probably shouldn't be calling Satan to myself. In the real world, he'll probably pick on me to show me he WON'T call on Jesus name - he doesn't HAVE TO! Like a prideful statement from him...

I was laying in bed at night and out of nowhere, a really loud knocking sound happened right next to my ear! The knocking sound was as though it came from a THICK wooden door. It was four, loud fast knocks. Then it was done. I sat up fast and looked around. I know there is no wood like that in our house that could make that sound. So I said out loud, "Lord, I'm listening! I open the door to you! Come in!" And there was nothing after that so I laid back down and went to sleep.

4:56am wake up time

The knocking thing happened again! But instead of being really loud right next to my ear, that same pattern of four knocks at my feet. So I sat up and prayed about whoever God wanted me to pray for (literally that's what I said). And I fell back asleep.

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My kids and I are sleeping in the RV at my mom's house. I just came in to sleep after writing class materials all night till I couldn't anymore. So I crawled into the bed in the back room that has the pop-out-walls tucked tightly against the end of the bed. And I said my prayers and fell asleep probably mid-prayer.

With my eyes still closed, I am awakened slowly by the feeling of the sheets around my feet feeling tighter. I realize that there is no reason for this and I open my eyes and look down. Over the edge of the bed and crawling up my sheets - pulling them tight against my legs as the ascend - a pair of clawed hands slowly scratches it way towards my knees. The hands looked human with 5 fingers, skinny and boney knuckled. The skin was colored like a human's but it was more grey and looked old like a 90 year old lady's hands. It had discolored spots like splatter paint. The claws came out of the cuticles, and they were thick - almost as thick as a finger themselves - and they were about 5" or so long it seemed and slightly curved. I could only see up to the elbow - the rest hadn't come over the bed's edge yet. As it climbed up, each clawed finger moved slowly, stretching each finger to grasp ahead of the next. Up my ankles it came.

I was afraid! But I remembered that I have done this before - in a way - and I knew what to do! Call on the name of Jesus and evict this creature out of here! So I did and he was instantly gone. But I suddenly became afraid - my kids were in the camper with me and if that thing wasn't with me, could it be with them?! So I quickly got out of bed and ran to the living room and they were fine - sleeping. I said another prayer for the whole property and went to bed and slept.

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5:35am wake up time

This is only the last part of a really long dream where I'm at a convention kind of event where lots of people come to listen and meet with people - 1 is a pastor man. He looks like the big labouski but put together and swavA in his suit. I talk to him and then he doesn't really answer my question and brushes me off and excuses himself. He greets people at tables nearby and keeps walking. I walk back through the building. Everyone is eating now at Finley linnened circle tables with just two peoplr at them, scattered all over the yard area and walkways.

I am walking through the rest of this big park gathering and there is a tent that has good set on the table. It is becoming dusk. A middle aged father, white with dirty blond hair was holding a baby in his arms (another part of the dream is I'm with 2 kids and our boss (young woman) hits us and pushes us in a small cut out like a doorway thats vlosed or like a wall enpugh space for.only the three of us and i tell tge boys that if a boss hits you , you leave. Then the lady came back and did a quick 'im sorry' touch to our cheeks - like she's was stressed out and just reacted without thinking) as she is leaving, I hear and see this dad. He is tall and average height and weight, wearing a canvas coat. (I am not). He is carrying a baby (male, big like kinda chubby and very young - not talking yet) he says "of now i have to find someone who can drill a hole.in your brain to let the puss and pressure out so we don't see all this stuff coming out of.your eyes" (like at tue end of his rope , exhausted, out of hope for his dying baby. This father had two other young kids who looked really sad, not talking, heads lowered, slumpy with his who stood close by. They are all wearing coats and long pants. So he walks away. I return my attention to my two kids (8 or 9 years old - 1 black boy and another white boy). They are gone. I walk over to the table with food to see that the dad layed the baby on the table on his tummy and the baby was looking at me. He was not moving, only breathing. His eyes were open and out of one red streaked eye on the bottom middle aiming toword the pink of the eye was a brown looking "worm" of goop i assumed was this puss the dad was talking aboit. There is a older than middle aged black man sitting/slumping relaxed in a chair, back against the table, wearing an army green jacket with lots of little pockets on the front. He's minding his own business and glances at me and then back out the tent watching people. I pick up the baby and it's REALLY unnaturally heavy for that baby's size and I started to cry. The idea that the father LEFT the baby wasn't why I was crying - it was for the near death moment we were at just holding him. So I prayed out loud through my crying "oh Jesus! Please in your mighty and powerful name heal this child!" I hold the baby close and hug him tight while I'm staying / twisting like a mother does for like what felt like 10 seconds. He squirms a little and I hold him back to see his face and there is nothing in the eyes! The eyes are perfect! His body is less puffy and natural looking. I KNEW that the baby was completely healed! I'm crying and shouting and the black guy looks at me and I go to him and show him the baby. "Look!!! Look! Do you see this?! The baby is healed! His eyes are clear!!! " He looks at me like "crazy lady get away from me so I can go back to sitting" and he says "I didn't see the baby before - I don't see anything." And he turns away. (At this moment I am aware of my physical body like I'm about to wake up and I'm crying in my bed gasping for air breathing hard, heart pounding but I tell myself to go back to the dream and not to wake up) I don't leave the dream and it continues...I'm holding the baby backwards out with my hands under his armpits and trying to show ANYONE but noone was there nor where walkers by paying attention. Then from the dark, my mom comes up with my two kids (accutate ages of today 8&6). The light under the tent is bright enough that we can see everything. I run to her and show her the baby. She and the kids somehow were there when the dad was talking and they saw the baby before ( I KNEW that even though i didnt see them before here). Mom was so excited and happy. The kids were happy too but not jumping up and down like I was. Mom pointed out that the food under the tent on the large table was nearly organized and warm and there WERE NO BUGS AROUND ITflying under the lights! I looked and the mess that was there of unorganized platters, spoons dripping with food flowing over the bowls was all tidied up and cleaned. It looked like it was JUST set and steam arose from a dish. There was no more space for a dad to lay a baby and walk away. And the bugs not being there was a huge surprise (even though I didn't I counter or was bugged by a single big during all this). It was another miracle from God. I'm ecstatic and crying and I say "oh praise the Lord!" And I wake up. I'm gasping, crying but with no tears, my throat feels really thick like when you do cry alot.

It's a school day morning, and my daughter Katia doesn't have her lunch packed as usual, and it's a few minutes before we need to leave. I'm trying to speed things up by helping so I'm standing on an orange step stool infront of the fridge to get a water bottle from the top cabinet, and I say angrily to her, "Daughter, I have given you all this time, and you are not prepared!" As soon as I finish, I KNEW that God yelled that at me. With that realization, I stood there and cried.

On Friday, I took the kids down to my mom's for the weekend. By time we get near their house it's dark AND I'm tired. I'm literally around the corner and I'm unfocused and turn down the street before hers. Now, we are out in the middle of nowhere town so there are NO cars with me anywhere. I have this feeling that this is the wrong street. I turn on my maps app and figure out what I did. Once I get turned around correctly, and I hear a woman gently, like she was slowly shaking her head in disappointment, telling me, "You were nearly sleeping. You almost missed it." I knew right then that the Holy Spirit wasn't talking about the road I was on. I got a flash of the sleeping virgins slumped in sleep against a dirt street's wall, and the other 5 virgins, with lamps burning, run the other direction ahead of them down the path across the top of their street. Like a walled in capital T. I have been warned but I have enough time to fix it.

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Last night Fabian and I both went to bed at around midnight. As he is sitting and adjusting his blanket and started to lay backwards, I open my eyes in the dark (and our window coverings let in the faintest glow from the street lights outside) and I saw a little boy standing in our bed! He was slightly taller than Katia, with light colored hair that is wild, wavy and in chunks that fan out like an afro - just not vertical. He was wearing a light colored shirt and white-ish colored peddle-pushers that were not tight at the chins. He was standing tall at Fabian's feet, then bent over and nicely helped Fabian adjust the sheets over his feet and was tugging the sheets gently upwards towards Fabian's knees with little, quick adjustments. I was surprised but not scared at all. I blinked thinking I had something in my eye, and he was gone. So I logically thought that maybe it was Katia but knew it wasn't. I asked him urgently, "Is there a kid in our bed?!" He was like, "What?" So I asked again. He calmly answered, "No, they are asleep in their beds." I sit up expecting to see Katia lying next to him but there was no one. So I said a little prayer for my angels and went to sleep. Who else could it have been but a little helper? I HAVE been asking that my angel get after Fabian to make him see and believe in God.

NOT DONE

Hey there everyone!

My name is Lisa. I've been a “good christian” all my life. I knew the Bible – you know – that collection of the same stories you hear at Vacation Bible School – with no hidden connection between them all. Ya. I knew where I was going to go when I died. Jesus was “real proud” of me. I DID see the signs/clues/hints and events that he showed me to guide me where I needed to go - even if at times I didn't understand why I was doing those things. Don't get me wrong, I was a sinner, too. I lied all the time to make people feel better, I cursed because it was "cool", I did all sorts of things as I was growing up that I'm sure you have done too and didn't think much of it. But I learned in time.

Then I met Monica in May of 2013 at a mutual friend's party. I joined Monica's Bible study at the library and learned that I knew nothing at all.

So, I watched ALL of her videos, and read and listened to the Bible myself. I was inspired. I dropped all music except classical, instrumentals, 50s and of course my old christian music selection from my high school days. I tried to stop cursing, lying, and other things that were in the no-no list. I was really trying to better myself and be a better "christian". I started seeing myself no longer wanting to watch certain shows that never bothered me before. You realize how seared your conscience is when you come into the light, when you start seeing all the things that you do, your habits and all the things you compromise on. All this gave me encouragement/eagerness in learning more, unraveling all the bad theology and mis-teachings I learned in the past that shaped the views and opinions that I had then.

I couldn't have done it on my own though. I let good people shape who I'd become. In this time with Monica, I turned a friend into a really good friend and this friend helped turn me into a better christian. Mostly it was Monica, me and this girl sitting around at the coffee shop discussing "Jesus" matters, end times stuff and all the other questions that either of us had. This friend had asked God for insight, and I think she got it. She had views that my ingrained brain couldn't understand then. I don't think that she realized that her persistence with her very insightful views made me rethink many of my stances on these topics. She changed me for the better for sure and helped shape me as I am today...even if she didn't think I was listening...I was. These kinds of people WILL come up in your life - don't ignore them. Listen to them and weigh their words to God's words and keep what is good. I now feel like I'm in a place that I should have been in years ago and it is all thanks to these two ladies.

I started having events and dreams in my life starting in 2013 shortly after meeting Monica in May. I wrote them down when I woke or after they happened. I have been trying to listen to all the little hints, thoughts and clues that God has been leaving me more than I used to. I hear him talk to me through songs and what I tell my children sometimes, God has literally said my name and comforted me about a worry and want I asked for; he's allowed demons into my house so I would remember to call on him for help; he has sent me...something/someone that smelled really good; he has answered prayers in a miracle sort of way; he has sent me dreams that he told me to get prepared to share. These dreams and events came out of nowhere. They did not come/originate/reflect from anything in my real life. They definitely came from him. And those dreams, you wake up unlike any other dream you have ever received - with a "weight of importance" to them. You know.

Anyone can hear the change in me, too. I'm thinking about God a majority of the time. I'm teaching my young children about God anyway that I can that their little minds can understand, I'm sowing seeds in the people all around me, and I'm even a little James Bond-ish too! Ha! I'll be talking to someone and wait for my opening - I'll feel them out to see where they stand - and BAM! You'll get a little Jesus for the day. Another seed sown.

I will say this - it's hard to go back to 100% your old self once you have had a Jesus moment. The world makes it easy to slide back in because of the people around you, TV, news, and music...It is something that I personally have to work at every day. But something that I have gained is a kind of peace. Knowing that God is really there and that he's got it going just the way he wants it to. I don't care about the things that everyone is sucked into these days like politics, the world and it's hate and unrest because I know the stage is being set.

I don't regret this path at all. I don't WANT to be following the world in activities like clubbing, getting plastered, sleeping around, getting worked up about politics, throwing my opinions around and forcing people to believe them, causing trouble for the fun of it or for money...I just think now - God's got a plan. I'm here to help and watch it unfold.

"Learn from other people's mistakes" was a phrase I grew up thinking, and "learn from other people's experiences" is something that you should do too. I have had experiences I cannot deny was God. YOU hear them and KNOW that God is there. Move forward in your life in the mindset that those things have cemented you like they cemented me. Pray and know that he hears you. Start making the changes in your life and watch the stage of your life and the world unfold.

Yes, God has really "stepped up" in my life but it was because I chose to step out and meet him. I didn't "wait for him" to make a move...he's been doing that all this time. I am preparing myself to come out and meet him. I want him to be proud of me. When I see him at those pearly gates, I want him to see me and have this big 'ol grin spread on his face and say, "Well done good and faithful servant". Wouldn't you?

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