The Floridian Mandate. Who knew the impact this state and its governor would have several years after this prophecy? I remember giving this word back then and thinking how random it was. Of all places, a prophetic word marks Florida as a state that will release a trend of hope for our nation, that will act like a tropical breeze across the frigid landscape of American politics! During a time when the circumstances we are facing today with the economy, and gas prices, fades at the dire prospect that we could be standing at the threshold of World War III. There were pre-cursor fulfillment’s I saw in the spring of 2012, as other prophetic markers unfolded through out the rest of that year. But, now I am revisiting the Floridian Mandate because it seems to fit in a more profound way, and not only that it’s the nature of the prophetic to be circular rather than linear. So of course, in seasons prophecy often cycles through until it is entirely fulfilled! Something tells me there is more to expect, God used this State to set an example for freedom, as a voice of reason against the fear and panic that shut down our economy this past two years, and so I think that “warm tropical breeze” still has its influence and may be cycling up into a gale. What do you think? Is the Floridian Mandate Prophecy to decree a word for such a time as now? Read it right here and decide for yourself:
I know I’ll see my body raised
I’ll overcome this dread
I know I’ll see His mighty army
In the resurrection of the dead.
Couldn’t you have prayed one hour?
In high waves I’m tossed, and overcome,
Couldn’t you have just kneeled next to me?
I’ve lost equilibrium …
I’ve lost my footing in the waters
On the shores of a Black Sea,
At mid night the tide’s cold laughter,
Cackled at fame and taunted me.
I looked for my companions,
someone close, none there to be.
In silent desperation and weeping agony,
I’ve lost my footing in the Deep Waters,
Its tide pulled me into a Black Sea.
The eleventh hour’s cold fingers slip through,
Its a rip tide’s draw for the damned!
Could you have not waited one hour?
Couldn’t you have leaned in with me?
Could you have not waited one hour?
Equilibrium is lost in what’s left of me.
I know the deep sigh of the betrayed
The staggering realization of being alone,
While soft breathing of sleeping companions,
Lay rested against the garden stone.
Choking in the deep, here I kneel
If they could know and come to me,
Though to pray, they may not still,
A soul dredging search in a Black Sea.
I’m on the damp ground, no waters near,
Still tossed in in the deep, can’t face fear.
Equilibrium is lost in what’s left of me.
I only wanted the warmth of one hour.
I know I’ll see my body raised
I’ll overcome this dread,
I know I’ll see His mighty army
In the resurrection of the dead!
Rise up now oh my soul
And face this northern wind!
Dark night of the soul
Let’s do this once again!
Peace is your gentle touch,
It shields the tossing waves-
The Angels came and stood me up,
Bless the God who saves!
Wood the beam I lived to die
For Earth born, there went I,
Now my rage I can’t deny
The JUDGE come, JUSTIFY!
I have a score with the abyss,
Who swallows men who’ve gone amiss …
An arrow is hidden in the Black Sea!
Deceived to think that I can’t see.
I told you once I’ll tell you twice
Love was never sugar and spice,
It’s a cold long wade through
A deep dark chill, ending death,
at Calvary’s hill.
See, now the sun has gone down full,
Moon light shines’ the horn of a bull.
Tourists visit the place of the skull.
Arrows hidden in an iron hull.
Let us pray. 2/5/21
As Heathens Rage
Why do we have recurring dreams? What does the Bible say about recurring dreams?
“BEHOLD, GOD WORKS ALL THESE THINGS, TWICE, IN FACT, THREE TIMES WITH A MAN. TO BRING BACK HIS SOUL FROM THE PIT, THAT HE MAY BE ENLIGHTENED WITH THE LIGHT OF LIFE.“ – JOB 33:29
Being that the Bible is not only a record of inspired words from almighty God, but those words inspired by him are given in different ways by the Holy Spirit. In dreams, visions, and various prophetic encounters and inspiration, (accompanied with scribing) of what was seen and heard. Songs, poetry, and prophetic utterances of men and women were recorded and kept for us to read through the ages, that we may live by them, thousands of years later. Preserved by the providence of God in the book called The Holy Bible. The words, songs, visions, and dreams, of men like Adam, Abel, Seth, Enoch, Noah, Abraham, Isaac Israel, Joseph, Moses, and Joshua. Priests like Aaron and Samual. Judges like Samson and Debrah. Kings like David, Solomon, and Asa. Prophetesses like Mariam, Huldah, Elisabeth and Anna. Prophets like Elijah, Jeremiah, Isaiah, Ezekiel, and so many more whose names are worthy to be named as books in the Holy Scriptures. Not to mention Daniel, whose visions and dream interpretations we study even now, as well as Joseph’s dream interpretations for the Pharaoh of Egypt, and others of his time.
The book of Job explains to us why we pay attention to our dreams, and hold a key as to why recurring dreams may take place in people’s lives. Read the passage below very carefully.
For God may speak in one way, or in another, yet man does not perceive it. In a dream, in a vision of the night, when deep sleep falls upon men, while slumbering on their beds .. Then He opens the ears of men, and seals their instruction. In order to turn man from his deed, and conceal pride from him. He keeps back his soul from the pit, and his life from perishing by the sword. Man is also chastened with pain on his bed … his soul draws near the pit, and his life to the executioners. “If there is a messenger for him, a mediator, one among a thousand, to show man His uprightness [to mediate for him] Then God is gracious to him, and says, ‘Deliver him from going down to the pit; I have found a ransom! .. His flesh shall be young like a child’s, He shall return to the days of his youth. He shall pray to God, and He will delight in him, He shall see His face with joy, For He restores to man His righteousness. Then he [whom has turned back to God] explains to others and says, ‘I have sinned, and perverted what was right, and it did not profit me.’ He will redeem his soul from going down to the pit, [in repentance] his life shall see the light.
“Behold, God works all these things, twice, in fact, three times with a man. To bring back his soul from the pit, that he may be enlightened with the light of life.
So there you have it. Recurring dreams are an instrument God uses to speak to men to get their attention! He does not delight in people having trouble, or their lives being cut short in this world! There are recurring efforts often made towards the life of men and women to keep them from destruction. From the snare and trap of death, or keep them further from the purpose of God. Recurring dreams fall into that category, where God is making an effort towards us in what is better for our lives if we change our minds, or habits.
Notice the passage speaks of a mediator? One among a thousand. Those don’t come around too often! Few people concern themselves with other people’s lives. However, there is one. One who actually bought and paid for us to be redeemed by Him. Restoring our relationship to the Father.
John 3:16 God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son that whosoever believes upon Him should not perish, but have everlasting life!
Your recurring dream may be a message to you- to reset you in another direction. One way to cover that situation is to begin to have dialogue with God about the dream that is puzzling you so. You can pray this kind of prayer to get started:
Dear Father in heaven, if you are trying to get my attention with a recurring dream, I come before you right now, and ask you to help me see and hear what you are trying to say to me. I recognize that you sent your son as a mediator for me to have eternal life. To be redeemed, to be saved from the pit. I want the best life you have for me. God show me how to live and walk out your purpose, so I can avoid going through it all the hard way. Hard things you sometimes allow to happen to people when you try to warn them but they won’t listen. If I’m not listening well, please forgive me. Help me hear your voice.. I know it’s better for me to slow down at a detour in life, rather than drive headlong over a collapsed bridge! Help me learn more about your love for me and your purpose for my life. In Jesus name, show me who you are! Amen.
Even though you read this prayer, that was written for you, if you mean it in your heart God hears that. He loves you! While, a recurring dream may just be a problem or a mystery we might be trying to work out in our sub conscience mind, that don’t have such dire consequences, if we get it wrong, the prayer is still a good one to help us along toward having peace in our lives. If you want to know more about anything to do with your dreams or more about Yeshuah (Jesus Christ), just go to the contact us link in the above menu and send us your question or prayer request. The creator God, cares for us, He is a mystery giver! Seek Him through His son Jesus Christ to unlock your dreams!
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This site shares a prophetic, and often poetic view, of the sojourning bride of Christ, in our world today.
A dream journal website,
-by Deana Barnes
For a quick look at Deana’s prophetic dreams of America in the end times, click the link below.
We have a lot of voices describing the chaos and the ruin, the gross darkness covering the earth, and great darkness the people. But, few are lending to the other side of that equation. We will walk among them in this world like morning at midnight. Christ in us the Hope and the Glory. Nevertheless, time is running out for those who do not KNOW the still small voice of God, those so acquainted with the shepherd’s voice …. that a stranger they will not follow. In times of plenty they learned to lean on HIM. Never once trusting in the chariots of Egypt. They are the ones who are moving out, to the front of the line.
… You’re in the habit of running red lights, you’ve done it so much that the stop sign means nothing to you, the light might as well be green – after all, “we are under grace”, they say, over, and over, again. Your ear has been trained upon the voice of your appetites all these many years, season, after season, judgement, after judgement. The smoke from distant troubles rises in the air, but, you say, ” it will never touch me, trouble like that will never come to me, it only happens in distant lands, in lesser civilizations. Know you not, says The Lord, these places once were great kingdoms in the earth, great civilizations, giving you much of what you possess even now? Assyria, Egypt, Babylon, Greece, and Rome, now a shadow of what was once world domination in their time. Be careful that the light you walk in is not, rather, darkness. World powers rise and fall but those who put their trust in the Lord will not be shaken.
Look at your alliances and allegiance, partnerships and pledges, have you struck hands with a stranger? Seek to loose yourself from those NOT of the kingdom. This is a time to step away from engagements that would yoke you with unbelievers, and the sleepers. The life cord should be detached from these at base camp. Not on the side of the mountain. This is the Mount Everest of all your days, you are getting acclimated at base camp, and you need to know your limitations and strengths, I am your guide, says The Lord, do you know my voice? Are you tethered to those who will not cut the line on you? Are you yoked with me, or another? The mountain will reveal your alliance faithful, but then it is to late, these things need resolved at base camp. In your trial run, on better days, did you not see the frozen monuments of failure, miscalculation, sleepiness, and disorientation, riddling the landscape? Forever marking the days of former storms, reminding all who pass by, the cost of simple failures vary.
You lose a glove in the yard, you have a cold hand, you lose a glove on mount Everest, you could lose a hand. Even the guides themselves are found there, in the debri fields of mis-step. But, I am the guide that has conquered the mountain, that will never leave you, nor forsake you. I will carry you when you need carried, I will bring you through to the mountain top. I will guide you through the storm. I will never cut the line. I will bring those with you, but YOU must be tethered to me, and no one else, nothing else. Seeking to save your life you will lose it, to lose yourself in me, you will find your life, abundant. Then you shall be the beacon on the mountain top showing those below you the way. Go now while it is early, for the neck of the journey will bottle up in desperation, when those slow to awaken realize, time is of the essence.
The Lord says that His glory shall rest upon His people, kings will bow … the Lord says to Lift up your heads and look, the anointing breaks the yoke, the heavy burdens so many are burdened down with. In one moment, at His Word … burdens shall slip from off the neck, and shoulders, of those who seek the light, they will see His light upon the Church triumphant, from distant places, deep in the caverns of darkness, and crevasses of depravity. They’ll move toward the light set in great contrast against the night. They shall be brighter than the stars, those who abide in Him, the Living Word.
The Lord says that From this time forward many of you will no longer make general blanket statements for the sake of the masses, your words will be surgical, timely, and ordered, executed precisely, the way the Lord would command. Knees will shake at the precision of it all, as hearts will not only be revealed, but plans to deceive you, and to arrange your demise, shall bring immediate judgments. In many cases, while others beside them are left standing, they shall be astounded, they shall audibly cry out and confess their sins. Revelation, knowledge, and understanding will flood into the confessor that will overwhelm some like Paul, who was incapacitated for days. You will find yourself caring for some in such a state, whose own lifestyle they will have to hide from, in order to stay alive.
While Even now suspicions mar the relationships of many, as do misunderstandings, the Lord will bless His servants with dreams, visions, and supernatural knowings of the motives of others. As New Testament saints were guided by God through dreams and visions to meet and speak with certain individuals, so this same anointing to know – shall be prevalent in subsequent meetings, of the unknowns, in divine appointments. In so much, that you will ask The Lord about the ones He didn’t speak to you about, and this is by design, that He might lead you more carefully; and it will develop in you a more concise walk, in His way, that will uncover the treasures spoken about in His word, treasures hidden in darkness, and it will be those hidden in deep darkness that will see a great light. Is not that light Christ in you … the Hope and Glory?
Today I watched in my watch hour the date and time 2/22/22, 2:22 come and go. I remembered Base Camp 2:22 I wrote it 9 years ago. I have no IDEA why I put 2:22 in that title. I can only say God knows. But 2, 22, 2/22/22 and 2:22 have a prophetic significance, to the hour we are living in right now. A call to “Come out from her (Babylon) and be separate, says the Lord.” It’s a number meaning division, separation. Two 11’s make 22. Eleven means to be cut off. Judas was cut off from the 12. Joseph the eleventh son was cut off from his brothers, bringing much fruit, even saving their lives because of it. One was of judgment the other more like a pruning that brought much fruit because of it.
Leaning into the lion’s mane-
As I sit in my chair I closed my eyes and rested my head to the side and I see a vision in my minds eye of me resting my head on a lion. I am sitting in a beautiful oak forest on a cliff ledge, overlooking a valley surrounded by mountains with a river running thru the middle dividing it. It is autumn. The leaves in oak trees have turned into their autumn colors. Everything is a beautiful golden hue and it is dusk. I look at this majestic lion and he smiles at me with pride. As a father would smile at his child. I look back out over the valley and suddenly I notice I am standing in glorious shining armor. I look and see a sword in my right hand and shield in my left. Suddenly I am aware of my importance. I have been given an assignment. I hear the lion lovingly say in his calm kind voice “Beloved, you are fully equipped.” His low voice is so soft and firm it sounds like a rushing wind. Suddenly an army of soldiers in silver armor appear around me some on horse back and some on foot. They are surrounded by a misty fog. It’s probably early morning. They are all carring spears but I am not. We are marching along a river on a steep embankment. As fast as the soldiers appeared they disappear and I see my two children running around me. Playing and full of laughter. I am not worried about their safety. I am full of joy and purpose. I look ahead and I see the lion waiting for us with those same loving eyes. I look back and the same lion is following close behind us full of patience and loving kindness. I remember the phrase I have been hearing in my head “He goes before us and watches closely behind us” I also hear Isaiah 40:11 “He gently leads those with young.”
– Jessica Young
More Poetic Visions:
The Vision. It’s here! When David Wilkerson prophesied that the coasts of this nation would first suffer judgment and that mobs and gangs of people would terrify the streets with robbing, looting, and mayhem.. I remember thinking how awful such a state of a city that would be. It was unheard of in America, as a normal state of being until now.
As the decades went by, I watched for it. A little here and there but never to the extent we have it now! A go over with Wilkerson’s son on his book The Vision.
During our Furnace Room Prayer the morning of 10/28/2021, I saw that a seed bearing company planted the word in a holy invasion in Washington DC., A light bearing one after them, and waves like water over the planting of the Lord. A dormant “counter” culture awakening, responding to the stimuli of Holy proclamation, and prophetic declaration, to the Esther arising, and the prodigals returning home. Enough to strike a contrast and make an impact. God is not done with DC. We should never stop the prayer of faith over those God has planted there. Some He uses for His purposes will make you laugh! Psalm 2. 1/28/2021 Prophecy.
Often after years of conflict soldiers find it hard to live the mundane, in the day to day responsibilities of life; that is why you must look to me who is your source of joy, and I will train you to find fulfillment even in that which seems mundane, or even monotonous, says the Lord. Once you have found this place of rest off stage, from what has been unrelenting warfare, knowing how to rest in me is paramount in this next phase of your life, that I have planned for you and yours.
These are times where advancement in my kingdom is made. But, too many begin to drift, more so when the waters are still. Missing the purpose for what rest really means, a busy mind can race past moments that are meant to heal and restore you. A place to develop in other realms of accomplishment, that is unattainable in slavery, unfathomable in the wilderness, and elusive in wars. This kind off accomplishment that I want to lead you to, can only be realized with in the established borders
of your inheritance. Which is this great salvation obtained for you through my son! There is no other place, wild or free, that you will find rest for your souls.
Peace can only be found in my Kingdom. Yes you are in this world, yes there is chaos and confusion out there, but am I not a shelter in the time of storms? Did I not say to abide in me? Did I not say to dwell in the secret place of the most high? I am your wall. In all civilizations the state of peace is where the arts flourish, the natural world can testify, only a people at peace, and prospering, with in the walls of a city can pursue the more ornate accomplishments in life. In my name you shall … Silence the storms, the accusations, and mockery, of what should be for you peacefulness of mind, for it will be this place the enemy would seek to taunt you, and debate your good standing with me. My love for you is above all, and for every one of your concerns I have an answer, says the Lord.
It begins with the truth of my Word, authority in my name, and the power of my blood. These things that you have entered into, this supernatural settlement, where the borders are not only being expanded, but the foundation is run deep, yet here is not your destination, but a place that builds for you a stepping stone you need to erect a platform, to more of where I am taking you.
The oak grows slow, but it is a great tree, tall and strong, it reaches into heavenly realms farther than you could ever dream. There is more that I have for you, and your joy will be full in me, you will not be disappointed with what I have for you, let your heart rest in me for the desire of your heart is being fulfilled before your very eyes in an exceedingly natural way, in the middle of a radical age, spawning torrential storms; still, some processes are so natural that you’re having a hard time connecting the spiritual, and supernatural significance of it all, streamlining you into your destiny. It is not hindering you. Stay the course, my faithful warrior, and veteran of foreign and strange wars, that the mantle on your life has been the cause of. Above all else remember to live my Kingdom life, I desire to reveal to you, “on earth as it is in heaven” in a world postured against me. Does it not say a table would be set before you in the presence of your enemies? Continue to believe, continue to love, and do not fear. Though they walk you to a place you’re not wanting to go, I am with you. You are in me, I am in you. My Kingdom abides there still. I Am the Fourth man in your fire, I am the secret place of Psalm 91 consider verse 3. No plague … Did not the devout captives of Babylon prosper, even in their captivity? There is no other god before me, I am whom the world should fear, and to me only should any man bow. The fire your enemy sought to destroy you with shall destroy them. I will establish my faithful as Kings and Priests among nations.
… for they shall be called OAKS of RIGHTEOUSNESS the planting of The Lord.
Veteran of wars prophecy, revisited.
A prophetic dream I had four years ago, I believe is in the landscape of its time now! I published this dream April 10 2016. Who knew that four years later we would be in a battle for our republic, that we are in now? Read and Pray for America. I believe this dream actually shows us how!
Dream Key: My character represents the “Praying Church”.
I have given you power to tread … LUKE 10:19
In a dream I was taking pictures of the downtown area of a city. representing a snap shot in time of the here and now. It was an older city that had a lot of red brick and beige sand stone trim. One building looked like it could be a state house of some kind, spread out with much landscape and other smaller buildings holding to the larger building’s design. I feel like if I had time I could find this city somewhere, in America. I assumed I was not in the western half of the US but quit honestly I don’t know where I was at; however, a real name of a real city came up, later. While trying to zoom in and focus looking through the lens of my camera, I suddenly realized that a bronze statue of the Russian leader Lenin was towering before me. When I approached it I could see it was unnaturally massive over the city far above all other buildings. I was told this was Lenin and I knew it was him, as well. But, he was much younger with long hair, wth what you would call a blunt cut, or Dutch hair cut. The city had no modern sky scrapers in my view, that I could see, the bronze Lenin statue would have towered along with them. I stood and stared in disbelief wondering what the meaning is of this statue in front of me, for several minutes. Finally I moved, and went around the statue towards the back and entered inside of it. I seemed to be in astonishment at the rise of socialism, Marxism, Leninism, and communism in the land.
When I entered the statue it became as a library and dusty like a museum full of books. Books were stacked everywhere and were as walls creating a path to walk in and sections to walk around. I was observed by an individual there to assist me, but they could only stand and watch as I carefully looked around. This person seemed to be in hopeful anticipation, as if hoping I would discover what was behind all the books. I then turned a corner around the books, into a room where there were stairs to climb into the body, and head, of the statue.
Coming down the stairs from the head of the statue was a robed and hooded, mummified figure in a stage of rapid decay, holding a shepherd’s rod. Not a staff but a rod. The Spirit of the Lord emboldened me to rush up to him and snatch the rod from his hand, I then took authority over witchcraft, and said, “Spirit of witchcraft, sorcerer! I bind you, you WARLOCK! I break your staff!” I then lifted the rod and broke it in half as it crumbled. The mummified figure immediately lost his right arm broken with the staff. Then I was back outside again, and I heard the name of a city spoken, it was Leningrad. But Leningrad is now St Petersburg. I thought I was in America. But now I don’t know. How can Leningrad be in America? Perhaps it is all of the above.
What I do know in research after this is that Lenin (lying in state) is decaying so rapidly his body is being replaced by a state of the art embalming technique that makes him appear that he is not in decay. But that he looks limber and appears as living, with a material that is much like plastic, in fact, much of Lenin’s original body is now replaced. This parallels so much in so many ways to modern day movements it is hard to begin. I’m thinking of how our colleges and universities are producing socialist thinkers in the land. While appearing to be what they have always been, something else has subtly taken them over. Regardless, it proves the scripture true- ever learning but never able to come to the truth. Witchcraft is described as a WORK OF THE FLESH.
Though the statue appeared to be that of a younger Lenin, it is actually being empowered by an ancient spirit. The ROD of its deteriating power was broken in the dream. As Lenin deteriates in his glass tomb, fully being replaced by a synthetic material. I believe most dreams, visions, and prophecies, can be applied to our scope of spiritual authority that we walk in. The Church’s spiritual authority is to peoples, tongues, and nations. So ideally this vision would be applied to where ever this strong hold would exist in the world. The Church is on the move, and she is excersizing her authority. Christ in us the hope and glory. The prophetic community talks a lot about what we think is going to happen, rather than decreeing what is suppose to be happening. Join with me in declaring Marxist Leninism will not prevail in our land. It’s an old story book given a contemperary jacket to appeas the youth.
Psalm 37:17 For the arms of the wicked will be broken, But the LORD sustains the righteous.
Proverbs 22:8 Whoever sows injustice reaps calamity, and the rod they wield in fury will be broken.
Warlock – The most commonly accepted etymology derives warlock from the Old English wǣrloga meaning “oathbreaker” or “deceiver” another less recognized word Varro- lockur which means “caller of spirits” clearly in the dream his power has been broken and his right arm of strength, as well. Let this be as so in our land. I am thinking this is a prophetic parallel of all of the above. The rod of its power has been broken. Though the statue appeared of a younger Lenin whose ideology is popular with many youth today, it is empowered by an ancient spirit. WITCHCRAFT IS WORKS OF THE FLESH. In the strength of the arm of man, without GOD.
This philosophy is towering over our land, is bigger than we realize, has been in power, and pushing for the finish line of a communist state. The body of Christ must not be passive in the GODLY AUTHORITY WE’VE been called to demonstrate. So in all our determination to comprehend the times we are living in, and even the powers at play- we should address the strongholds that are in our land, and pull them down. When we gather, for example, in our rallies for Christ, I hope we go a step further beyond repentence, and beyond worship; to pull up, to tear down, to build up and plant. Many are revolting over today’s politics. But, The Church has a greater weapon. For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal, but MIGHTY THROUGH God to The pulling down of strongholds, for we war not against flesh and blood. But against the rulers of this age.
Galatians 5:19-24 Now the deeds of the flesh are evident, which are: immorality, impurity, sensuality, idolatry, sorcery, enmities, strife, jealousy, outbursts of anger, disputes, dissensions, factions, envying, drunkenness, carousing, and things like these, of which I forewarn you, just as I have forewarned you, that those who practice such things will not inherit the kingdom of God.…
In this amazing time that we are in right now my first thoughts are that we’ve got to KEEP going! This is not the time to lose our standing. Don’t get confused, don’t lose your equilibrium! Keep your post. Don’t get offended. Set your sights on those things that are above, not below. Think upon those things that are true and of a good and lovely report, cast down the enemy’s lies! Keeping our profession of faith. Don’t be a sell out. Jesus is a rewarder of those that diligently seek Him. Having done all we stand.
Blessed be the Lord my ROCK, who trains my hands for war, and my fingers for battle! Psalm 144:1. In this podcast Deana talks about the sights and sounds of intense spiritual warfare.
A Glimpse Across the Great Divide.
Dear reader as a servant and intercessor of the Lord Jesus Christ, I’m about to share with you a true encounter I had, in March of 2016. While it has taken me six months to grasp an understanding of what I have seen and heard. This is a large portion of that encounter but not all of it. If more is released for me to give, then I will add it here when appropriate. I am trying not to conjecture towards my own limited lens, regarding the millennial reign of Christ. Attempting only, to report what I heard and what I saw.
It was about nine in the morning and I was busy in my routine, I became very sleepy and sat in the arm chair in our living room to rest a moment, this is very unusual for me to do. I fell asleep. In my sleep I was awaken by the sound of a bird caught in the exhaust pipe above the stove range. When I stood up, I suddenly found my self walking through a small honey bee swarm, that buzzed in through my front door, with a ray of sun. After I gently swiped at the honey bees and got past them un-stung, I remember saying to myself, “Wow, the bees are back!”
I went to see how to get the bird out of the exhaust pipe above the exhaust hood, but when I got there the sound wasn’t coming from the exhaust pipe, so I turned around towards the sound of tin and flopping wings, and found two soft brown doves moving, and flapping about, in a very large pot that had been set on the table. They had knocked the pot to the floor, and I thought that must have been what woke me up. When I walked over to the pot I shewed them out. They didn’t seem too afraid of me, but flew off deep into the house, and then came back and darted out the open front door. I then realized this was how the bees must have come in.
As I stepped out the door I felt like the porch was in a much deeper shade than normal, the deck felt damp and the porch was closed with the overgrowth of a couple bushes that seemed to have tripled in size. A deck that catches the full morning sun now only had a sparse stream of light coming through it. I caught a glimpse of my pear tree over to the side of the house and it was in full bloom, this was why the bees were all over the place, I could here them buzzing around the blossoming trees. But the pear tree was noticeably bigger, wider, and fuller than what it really is, for all my fruit trees are juveniles and bear little or no fruit yet. I then noticed the shade came from the bushes and trees around the house that was advanced in age and size. Much age and much size. I walked out off the porch mesmerized by the change in the yard. How can this be? The sky was beautiful blue, the grass vibrant green. Children were playing in the pasture across what was once a road, in front of our house.
The defined tree line along the road was no more defined. The smaller evergreens in the pasture were now towering, it was a nice play area. Park like- rather than the pasture it is now. There were children playing there, two boys specifically were playing baseball with a bat and ball. They had casual clothes on t -shirts and jeans, they looked like they could belong to a family in our neighborhood as far as physical likeness, but that couple is older with no children of that age. I walked over to the side of the house and saw the fence and fence line gone in the back yard, there was a school bus painted mid-night blue over to the side of my property where the fence use to be, it appeared people lived in it. It seemed like a pleasant little place. Most amazing was the road in front of the house, it was almost completely overgrown, and was now a broken asphalt path. I began to understand that I was at my home years into the future.
I began to pray and acknowledge that I was in the future. My property, on the outer foothills of the blue ridge mountains, in North Carolina, is in a country setting. It seemed to feel like a village in a country setting, now in the time of this vision. I don’t believe I was visiting MY future, at all. But, the future of this place. As if I was a visitor of another time because of a conversation I was about to have. Looking around was a pleasant experience; it just felt relaxed, but I wondered why the county roads were not kept up. I wondered what happened that made everything around me seem even more “out in the country” than it was before, and then grow like a village at the same time. Life seemed so simple, and restful, there were no sense of restless striving.
A young male adult stood with others across, what use to be, a county road in front of our house. I asked the young man who was walking around with bigger children and young adults what year it was, sort of laughing because I knew that would be a funny question, he knew what I was asking but he had to think about how to tell me. He said, “Well, it’s about 25 years from your time.” I could see for some reason it wasn’t that easy of an answer. I later surmised it must have been hard to say, being that I was visiting from the previous age. Otherwise I have no other reason to believe I was in a new time.
I knew from the beginning I was not in heaven, nor was I in what would be my personal future, but I was visiting the area I live in now 25 years after my time. (The young adults exact words.)
I looked to another older young woman, (older than the youngsters in the group) and asked her if this was still America. Again, I felt a little embarrassed to ask what would be to them a bazaar question, but somehow they knew I didn’t belong in that age, and so they seemed to expect this of me. She smiled and for a loss of words said, “Well, sort of yea, but not really.” Later, I thought I should have asked if this was still the United States. My mind went to Jerusalem, at that point and I wondered what we were to them over there. So in this vision I may have believed I was in the 1000 year reign of Christ.
The earth felt like a near utopia, that doesn’t look, in this place, much different then it looks now. There is a very distinct difference in the *atmosphere, and that seemed to be the biggest change. I thought later, that would make sense, if we were in the millennium of rest. In the vision I began to believe that I was visiting the millennium 25 years after Christ’s return. After watching children play with a bat and ball that both appeared to be very old relics of the game, I walked into a new scene.
It felt like the same part of the country, I was in, but now I’m seeing more modern looking structures. When I say modern I mean newer. It was like a research center, and medical out patient center all at once. I had a feeling that extreme weather was no longer an issue when constructing these buildings, because they had an in door, out door, quality to them. I sensed that there were advanced technologies while basic living in some areas were even less modern then they are right now in my time. It never occurred to me a research center or medical facility would exist after Christ’s return.
But, when I read the bible more closely, after this experience, I don’t know why I had that notion. I’ll explain more later. I know now that much of who we are in Christ at present, will be in a full blown continuum, in the time when “We will know even as we are known.” If we continue in Christ. The seed will be of the fruit but much, much, more. In fact the fruit will be firmly attached to the vine. Yet, I was in the state of still seeing in part. I was in the state I am now. So this whole experience has been a struggle to understand more of those things I do not know.
There was a woman with a lab coat on; again, very pleasant, and the first to speak to me directly, before I spoke to her. She was another **young adult.
The technician was smiling and telling me what the center was doing, this is what she said: “We are getting rid of diseases in the earth. Many are gone now.” At the moment she said that I imagined that this was a process of the healing of the nations. As if disease, like flood waters were abating from the earth, and it would need professionals to be employed to help sweep it out forever. This is the first time I thought about the daily life of post tribulation living. Each morning there would be a work of restoration to tend to, for the post tribulation survivor and earth born. The three adults that I spoke to may have been teachers. None of the children seemed to notice me, or look directly at me. I did wonder about these young adults who were 25-35 years of age who would have been 0-10 When what happened to me occurred. If it was 1 Thessalonians 4:16 ?.. And the dead in Christ shall first rise, then we which are alive and remain shall be caught up with the Lord … Were they caught up? They looked like the children and I, natural born. They didn’t appear to be different. No one did. However, the young adults did seem to be sort of shepherding these children.
For the first time ever, I began to grasp that daily living in the new time would not be extremely and abruptly altered in Christ’s return, among those who survived tribulation and would live on afterwards. In fact this caused me to look up Is 51:11 and I saw it in a new light. (Therefore the redeemed of the LORD shall return, and come with singing unto Zion; an everlasting joy shall be upon their head: they shall obtain [reach for and acquire] gladness and joy; and sorrow and mourning shall flee away [SORROW SHALL FLEE AWAY]the Hebrew translation can read like this: grief/curses/vexations shall ABATE, VANISH, and/or FADE AWAY. So in the reign of Christ on earth, in their reaching for Him they shall find Him, the fruit of that intent will be for the picking, this will displace the other. Grief, sorrow, vexation, and curses, will in exchange, recede from them.
Like flood waters they abate away as in Noah’s day; as the nations that REACH for the fruit and harvest the leaves of the tree in their pilgrimage to ZIon. So they shall obtain the promise and provision of God, as we do now by faith. In obeying His instructing for blessings in the earth. A companion passage is Revelation 22:2 (and down the middle of the main street of the city. On either side of the river stood a tree of life, producing twelve kinds of fruit and yielding a fresh crop for each month. And the leaves of the tree are for the healing of the nations.
The young female with the lab coat on, then said, “You know, speech impediments and dyslexia are caused by a demon. “She said, “We cast them out to cure that problem.”
When she said that I was taken back. Always supposing demons or unclean spirits would go to the pit with Satan. But does the bible say that? When I looked into this I saw popular commentary assuming such a thing. But nothing is particularly said about that in cannon of scripture. However, in books most Protestants call companion books to canonized scripture, found among the dead seas scrolls, for example, even the book of Enoch that is actually quoted in scripture, there is great detail of what demons actually are and when their “time” is come. There is reason enough to believe it is after the great Judgment. I know that I could be trying to super impose this experience on my grasp of the end times. This experience is more real to me than my understanding of eschatology. Which has changed over the years, and is more of a frustration to me, having heard every view I think there is, and seeing the right and wrong of every one of them. Here I Am.
When the technician was speaking to me, I had a knowledge, or an awareness of an abode or dwelling that was far from any natural light radiating from where we were. It appeared to be upon the edge of things at a distance hardly visible and I’m not sure I saw it with my natural eyes. I saw it during the following encounter, that was what I would describe as a place of lesser light. A side note expelled away, that I had no time to explore.
What happened next is I saw a woman sitting in a chair, like a dental chair in this medical office, that was sort of inside and outside, (I felt nature very close to what we were doing.) The woman in the chair had a speech difficulty that centered from the language part of her brain. The woman in the medical coat told me it was a demon causing this, and asked if I would like to cast it out. I said sure, so I turned to the woman and said, “In the name of Jesus Christ the son of the living God I command you to come out of this woman and go where you know you’re suppose to go.”
When I said this a slight shadow transposed from her face and then lifted away. I saw in the spirit that outer place where this demon left to go. It felt as if each time this happened there were less of these in the world to deal with, among mankind. This spirit seemed to operate like a message scrambler on the frontal lobe of the brain where words and letters were stirred out of sequence. Everything was there that they wanted to say but not in an organized order to say it. I never had it so easy to get rid of an unclean spirit. Nor such a sense of it being vanquished. After that we were done and the lady was thankful, and then I was on my way.
I was back in my front yard and the young man I met at first, was among a group of people that were now standing, partly in my front yard. I looked over to say good bye to him, and began to go back into my house, the young man then called out to me kind of urgently, and said a word for me to know before I went back into the house. As if he knew I was going back to where I come from, and he wouldn’t see me again. As soon as he yelled out the word to me, from across the overgrown path, I wanted to say, “What is that?” But then I woke up in my arm chair back in my own time, which was still in the morning of March 2016.
He seemed to just say one long word, or a mashed up phrase, but when I woke up, I realized it was a play on three words mixed together. They were magnitude, megaton, (or magnetron) and the one that really stood out was Marduk. At that point I had no idea what the young man meant. Except I thought he may be trying to tell me about a cataclysmic event that would happen in my life time. But, I was relieved it didn’t seem to hurt this area that we lived in.
The lady that had an evil spirit cast out of her, must have been alive in my time. She was over 50. I puzzled over the words I heard for several days, asking the Lord for understanding. I looked up the word Marduk and really didn’t connect it to anything that seemed connected to my experience. Until a few weeks later in April, when my husband and I was listening to a you tube channel, explaining NASA’s recently mentioned Nibiru acknowledgment, that was in the news in January. The heavenly body was named by another name that I had never heard before. This reputable Christian broadcaster and scientist called it the Marduk Star. A heavenly body that passed earth about every few thousand years. Marduk is mentioned on a Wikipedia search when searching Nibiru.
Disease and the millennium
Would disease not be immediately banished in the millennium at the return of Christ? As you can see I think I was in the millennium. According to this view of the future, as it seems, it is not. But in due process. Healing for the nations is issued from the city of God according to the book of Revelation. Healing was in the leaves. If the nation’s were already instantly healed, we would not need the TREE FOR THE HEALING OF THE NATIONS. Jerusalem will be the hub for TEACHING PEACE and honoring CHRIST; rewards of PROSPERITY AND HEALTH WILL COME TO THOSE NATIONS that honor Christ. Will that manifest in natural medicines and medical knowledge right down to removing unclean spirits, case by case in this instance? Is there scripture that opposes that?
The beast and false prophet are thrown into the pit, and Satan is bound for a thousand years. But what about evil spirits? Is God leaving that to the earth dwellers? Would it be like it was after WW II where those charged with war crimes were rounded up and convicted, some evading capture even for 50 years? While the top ranking officials were captured, sentenced, and jailed, even executed.
I saw that in 25 years, after my time, the place where I live right now changed very little. The houses and trees were untouched, vegetation was left to grow- on the other hand the pear tree had been under careful husbandry. As if it was an essential part of someone’s food source. There seemed to be no new construction, It was a countrified utopia. The children playing appeared to be related to the folks who live in the area. The boys playing ball were around the age of 9 and 10. Again I was told 25 years from my time. So, my time now, in the era of HIS return, ends at an unknown time. But seemingly soon, as pear trees have a 25 to 35 year life span, and these trees are about four years old now. Even though in the new age trees may live longer, I had a sense of being about 25 to 35 years in the future. ” 25 years from your time.” What does that mean? The house and growth around it looked 25-40 years.
Other than the growth of vegetation, the overgrown road, and the missing picket fence, time appears to stand still. Dress is not unusual, but an awareness of a new “time” is. But then this is only 25 years from wars and tribulation, right? Compared to 975 years yet to develop. If I was in the millennium. When I was taken to see some things at the medical/ research center it was very much modern. But not outlandishly techy. The architecture and landscape seemed fused. The medical technician had a test tube/ or something that was common to see in the hand of a medical researcher.
I know it was based on a progressive path, certainly, casting out unclean spirits was a part of that, which sort of blew my mind. In fact this whole experience came out of no where, and is based on nothing that I have been reading about or experiencing. The only thing that could have triggered anything is asking God if it was good that so many have followed us here, where the foothills begin at the blue ridge mountains, Moravian Falls just 45 minutes away.
Everyone is going to have to be settled in their own heart and mind where they are to be right now living in America. Personally, when we wanted to move to the Oregon coast 30 + years ago, I was given a series of dreams revealing why not to live on the west coast, why not to live on the border of Mexico, and why not to live where my husband and I were born and raised. We were sent to the East Coast on a prayer mandate in 2004, and then God told us to leave Wilmington NC., in 2008 after a dream that revealed the economic crash, and possibly a violent tsunami that surges 8-10 feet in land. The Spirit of God gave us 4 days to leave the city where we had a good job and our adult children. After a year of traveling the Lord relocated us to where we are right now. Family from the East and West have relocated to be here with us now, and this was a God thing 1000 percent.
But, before that we were sent to the Smokey Mountains, for 10 weeks of fastings and prayer, for our next prayer assignment. That is what landed us here, after one year, in a beautiful act of restoration after years of loss, for the gospel’s sake. Our two children heeded the warning to move away from the coast. I’m not one to focus about the end times and eschatology. I’m a teacher on healing, at heart. But, I have to steward the dreams and visions I’m given. I believe we have the call of God to change the tide- that we are not sinking as the Body of Christ but arising. Come what may we are more than conquerors in Christ Jesus. This is not doomsday for the child of God. But, the most powerful and awesome days to be alive.
I know we live where we live because God put us here. In the vicinity of the Moravians in the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains. If this encounter is the kind of an encounter that I’m personally sure it is, then I’m seeing the posterity of our neighbors will continue to thrive here. Yet, the house felt to be known as ours. Is it too incredible to believe?
The way this has changed me is that it causes me to realize the reign of Christ on earth is a transition of a dispensation where in some ways, in some places, the planet rebounds where it is left off, seemingly undisturbed. What suffering entails (here) may be political, economical, or psychological but the land, houses, and trees were undisturbed, in this place.
More telling, nothing harvested for warmth. Yet in the early 1980’s I saw sand dunes in-land way off shore at the border of VA and NC, where trailers were erected, not unlike those used by victims of hurricane Katrina. They were for detention, by the way. But the sand was what was surprising, so far in land along the coast. I saw this after the great evacuation, that took place on the west coast that went so far in land that people had taken off to the mountains of Idaho.
A few years later, in another dream, I saw the evidence of war manifesting as fiery plumes beyond the horizon, three clouds puffed up and then turned into black horsemen that ran across America. From the North West to the South East, could the three be economic woes because of wars? World War III being the 3rd?
Later, in the 80’s it appeared that I was standing in an area that had been evacuated, as if there to see what would happen next. Suddenly, I saw a pin point of fire blaze high up in the sky. I realized it was a rocket. It was flying from the west arcing south eastward. I was in rural central Idaho. A few minutes later the area was hit by a thermal wind, and fence posts edges, the driest of weeds, and house corners, combusted into flames. In another dream, a time later, I was standing on a road in the same place. Suddenly, a black horse busted out of the small bluff or ravine behind me where the home of the family who lived there had a name who’s escotology of names means messenger and/horse. It galloped over my head toward the same place the missile had gone.
Now being moved to this part of the country, those kind of dreams have ended, that involved living in places that were being evacuated, with a military presence; bombers flying down the pacific coast, and missal strikes; relocation and evacuation centers that once some are netted into, would become permanently detained. But these dreams ended when the Lord called us out of the Northwest. That journey began with a visitation from the Lord in 1997 showing me the last city we would live in, in the western part of the United States.
*In the book of Enoch demons and unclean spirits are not Fallen Angels, Fallen Angels are Fallen Angels. It seems that demons are the offspring of those beings born of women when fallen angels had intercourse with them. Genisis 6. Since this experience many items in the dream have been confirmed to me. One was that the exhaust pipe above the stove, there was only a hood and charcoal filter. I couldn’t understand why I thought a bird had gotten into the exhaust pipe when we didn’t even have one. But just one year later an update in our kitchen included an exhaust pipe, and I or the dream I had was not the reason it was installed. But a set of circumstances made it the logical thing to do in order to upgrade. There were other things as well, including the large pot the birds were in that I will write about one day. But this one: meeting people that bore a resemblance to some of the children I saw in the dream, was the most amazing- light skin hispanic children with auborn hair. This is some what unusual but later the older couple we knew of down the street had their little grandchildren over. They were going for a walk they were light skin hispanic, with auborn hair. Could these chilren grow up to be the parents of the children I saw 25 years after my time?
*Update: I saw our half acre of picket fence was gone, in the dream. The last 3 years of extreme weather made it necessary to begin tearing it down. After being on the property for 20 years. In the dream the only vehicle I saw was a midnight blue converted school bus parked on our property line where the fence once stood. The bus was well taken care of and still used as a dwelling.
The problem with “on earth as it is in heaven” is the warfare in between. Knowing our authority, the weapons of our warfare, and the promise of God, secures heaven’s dominion to this earthly plane. Hear about the vision that drove this home for Deana as she shares a prophecy, as well.
God gave us the sword of His word, and King Jesus’s personal armor (that HE himself forged) to carry out mandates of our God. On earth as it is in heaven.
Listen to this podcast for a prophetic word that will re-ignite those who have worked long in the field of this end time harvest.
What a tornado means in a dream. What does it mean to dream of a tornado?
When we dream of tornados the first thing we need to look at is where we are, in relationship to the tornado. Because tornados (known as whirlwinds in the bible) often represent sudden, and unexpected calamity. Our location (in view of one) is the first clue on how it will effect us. In the dream, are we in its path? Or, is it passing by? Are we with it outside of the house? Or, are we inside a shelter? These are questions that we need to ask ourselves, after having a tornado dream, to unlock its message. Sometimes tornados have a positive implication, such as scripture describing God riding in on a whirlwind. But, I wouldn’t imagine that being a positive for everyone. Or, Elijah being taken up to heaven in a whirlwind, and chariot of fire. In this the glory of God is being associated with a whirlwind. But, my personal experience has been what they are, a destructive force of nature. What ever they are representing. The following article will give you examples and tools on how to interpret tornado dreams.
Many people dream they are looking through a window and seeing a tornado. Windows in a dream can have their own prophetic meaning. They are symbolic to the revelatory giftings. They let in the light, and allow us to see things that would otherwise be hidden from view, they can be an indicator that we’re about to see something through the lens of the prophetic, when we dream of looking out the window. Therefore, what we see through a window in a dream, is often being framed through the prophetic gift. So watching a tornado through a window is a common occurrence. If the window is open, we shall see and hear this raging force of nature with our eyes and ears. Often it represents a sudden whirlwind of events and not an actual tornado, itself. Behind an open window we hear and see of its effects, but it won’t be directly damaging to us, because we are not outside of shelter. If you are outside of shelter when a tornado comes in your dream, you will feel its effects to the level it impacts you. If it passes by it will produce all the fearful feelings of seeing a potential disaster, but those fears will not be realized. I have had many tornado dreams that have warned me, as an intercessor to pray, for our family, and our nation. In 2007 I saw a tornado or whirlwind blow across the waters from the North Atlantic. It hit a target across the sea then turned into a tsunami. When it hit the shores of the US, people were overcome by it, they were sleeping. I saw a woman who was awake but not watching out, get hit by the water and she was treading in the water up to her waist. This woman would later lose half her savings in the stock market. In the dream, I was ready to run up a flight of stairs and the water just swelled under my feet. We knew, after prayer, it would have something to do with the economy and my husband and I began to warn all we could, about the coming economic tsunami of 2008. My husband and I began to change our lifestyle, and downsized our monthly expenses. We also, moved some investments around and avoided substantial loss, we made a career choice that actually sheltered us from the economic down turn, and actually did better financially during that time, than previous years. Not because of the dream, but because of prayer over the dream and its ramifications. See Genesis 41:1-7 On how God gives dreams to prepare for bad economies.
Other Tornado examples.
My daughter had a dream that she saw the trunk of a tornado come through my window, and hit me in my chest. The tornado was at the end of the back yard. The dream meant that my daughter was seeing (prophetically) that something sudden and destructive would personally effect me in my heart. But, that it was going to come from outside of the house. With in a week I was actually looking out my back yard and noticed in the neighbors field, next to us, a tree laying out. The trunk of the tree was facing me. I looked over to the end of the yard and found that the neighbor cut down our cheery tree! It hit me like a ton of bricks, in my chest, the anger I felt. The nerve! I then watched him walk five feet past our property line and go after a large flowering bush, with a worker. I ran out there and he got a good yelling at. I began to understand God was trying to warn me, through a dream, that this neighbor was going to lose his mind, and come in like a whirlwind and start cutting down trees and bushes with in my property line. The neighbor had erroneously rationalized that when they were just twigs he could have cut them down, when he was clearing the land. He sold the land to someone else and they let the bushes and saplings grow into trees, but he didn’t like that. After we bought the land he felt entitled that he could go and cut them down, even though they were not his, and on our property. It doesn’t make any sense, I know! But this really happened! I think he started realizing how ridiculous his thinking process was, as his explanation to me began to fall apart, under my incredulous gaze. He thought that the transference of the title to us was his opportunity to get rid of what he didn’t finish off. But we liked the bush and tree and wanted them. Hilariously, both grew back with a vengeance! Even after he braved an effort to poison the cherry tree’s root. But, at the time our tree was cut, nothing could be done for it. It was a 14 year old cherry tree, and I was mad.
It hit me in my heart just like in my daughter’s dream.
Because I have a decree in landscape and horticulture- plants, trees, landscapes; and the nurturing of wild flowers; and their natural growth, is very important to me. God knew that. I didn’t engage that dream in prayer like I have so many others. I think because it wasn’t my own dream. But, it was about me so I should have. You see I believe God gives us dreams for the purpose of prayer, to change outcomes or warn people. Not to foretell futures, but to engage with us concerning a futuristic matter. Sad and disturbing dreams processed through prayer brings peace. But, how many people fret over such things? Many who are supersticious do. The scriptures from the very beginning teach us what we should do about prophetic dreams: but, many churches don’t.
Well, I forgave my neighbor and to his credit he bought me another tree. Although, a few more of his antics didn’t end with that incident. I learned a lesson to take all tornado dreams serious. As I have before and after this one. You might ask how did you know the blow to the chest wasn’t a physical heart attack as oppose to an emotional one? We don’t unless we pray for interpretation. It would have to be revealed. God gives us prophetic dreams and we need the Holy Spirit to interpret them. So symbolism really is a small part in understanding these mysteries of God. Relationship with Him unveils mysteries. Our practice has been to cover prophetic warnings on every level in prayer. For the whole man or woman. Body soul and spirit. Also, you may ask how do you know such a dream doesn’t have a more broader application? The answer is you don’t unless you pray. That being said, often ”back yard dreams” relay to ”your own back yard.”
Ask God for wisdom for He gives to all men liberally, with out reproach, He gives to them that ask. James 1:5
The foretelling of a calamity, such as a tornado, are meant to warn us. So we can prepare in prayer, that they won’t happen, or that they won’t devastate us, when they do. God is ever merciful, dreams of calamity are not designed to scare and torment us, but to inform and protect us, if we engage them biblically. Not with superstition. God is a very present help in times of trouble and whosoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved. In the book of Job it says that dreams do terrify us at times to “keep us from the pit.” Job 33:15-18 So don’t let anyone tell you that a bad dream is not from God. They often are there to wake us up! That we might look at how we are living our lives with more soberness. When you need help with your dreams, seek a believer who reads the Bible and prays. Preferably, a prophetic BELIEVER. Unfortunately, some churches don’t encourage prophetic gifting. So you will need to ask the Holy Spirit to send you a prophetic believer.. We interpret dreams here at NeWinePouring.com or at least coach people on the biblical interpretation of their dreams. The ones given by the Father.
What isn’t from God.
Dream paralysis, with entities attacking you are not from God, these come because we have opened up our selves to spiritual trouble. Sleep terrors need rebuked in Jesus name, so seek the Lord, or find people who will pray for you, in the name of Jesus, to stop them. That, and removing all cultish objects and practices from your midst cleans up the spiritual atmosphere of your life, and helps defeat night terrors. Others may resort to therapy or medications to manage their difficulty in this area. But, why not try the manufacturer’s manual, or His call center first? After all, God made us! So He can fix us too. Renouncing dark arts and receiving Christ, is the beginning of deliverance from satanic attacks in our dreams. Drawing closer to Jesus. The word of God says resist the devil and he will flee from you. Draw close to God and HE will draw close to you! James 4:8 He gives His beloved sleep, when you lie down you will not be afraid. Psalm 127:2, Psalm 91:1-3
Whosoever calls upon the name of JESUS shall be saved!
For God so loved the world that He gave His only son that whosoever believes on Him should not perish but have ever lasting life. John 3:16
Call on Him today! By the way, there is no good magic or nice witchcraft. The Bible says that Satan himself masquerades as an ANGEL OF LIGHT. We were meant to walk with God and in the power of His might. He hates sorcery and magic. The Holy Spirit is the only true source of power we should ever desire. Because we were created to be lamps full of the Holy Spirit. Vessels of honor and privilege in Christ the son. He brings peace to the tornadic upheavels, sometimes, called our lives. Our prophetic dreams and visions were designed for His imput, and no other. Joel 2
It is a joke to the devil, that will soon be judged, that he can deceive vessels made for God, that he can enter into their lives, and bodies, because they invite him in by turning to the occult; rather, than to the Father of all creation. While most dreams are designed to process daily life data; as well as our thoughts, and emotions, some dreams are actually night visions given to us by our creator to whisper into our ear to seal up instruction, teaching us in the midnight hour.
Seeking God’s counsel when we have dreams of a destructive force coming our way, such as a tornado, could be paramount in our survival of what may be coming. Or, extremely useful in warning others. But our we willing to go to God for understanding? Many in the world do not seek Him out, to teach them. He wants to be our shelter for every storm.
To the mockers that scoff at His wisdom and instruction, He has had great patience, allowing them to continue in their rebellion, showing them much restraint and kindness while they live in their head strong ways. Letting the rain and sunshine fall on all, the godly and ungodly. Many are deceivers and being deceived, because that is their world that they have chosen. But time is running out for the wicked.
An Ancient Pilgrimage Genesis 24
Keep an account of Her. Her going out and coming in. Watch her as you watch for HIM, more. THE one chosen, the one HE loves. The called out for, to have and to Hold. Whom he ransomed for a GREAT price. See her, how she has made herself ready. The one, as the story is told, whom GOD spoke of. HIS servant met HER at the well. She drew for him of the deep waters. The ONE chosen by the Father. Whom was pre known; kin of His Kin.
The one LAUGHTER, He Has gone down now, at evening tide before they arrive.
She lifts up her eyes and sees HIM, there is a catch in her breath as the bride enquired of the servant (as she had already lit off the camel) “Who is this?” The servant replies, “This is my sovereign.”
The original Hebrew words of this story of Isaac and Rebekah paint a beautiful encounter. The sun is setting as Isaac walks out into the field to meditate. It is reasonable to believe this was something he did quite often. This time, He saw coming an entourage of camels, the servant, and his servant’s, servants. The bride, her nurse, and maidens. The Hebrew word for damsels suggest children of an unknown age from infancy to adolescence, the root meaning is not necessarily female, but rather child servants. Boys and Girls. Rebekah, the delightful young woman that she was, revealed her personality at the well where she met, and accommodated Abrahams servant, and his camels, with their fill of water. We can draw a safe conclusion that Rebekah was full of life, very engaging, hospitable, and played the big sister to the less fortunate of those around her. After all, the well was the place to be for a lovely girl like Rebekah. No doubt, her little brood of admirers were gathered in the entourage, to accompany Rebekah; to grow up as her servants in the household, and shadow of the renown dwelling among the nomadic, unmistakably identifiable, even from a distance, the place of refreshing, benevolence, and hospitality … The house, the mobile city known as SARAH’S Tent.
Sarah’s tent, renown and honored (as the original language of the scriptures describe) seemed to be more than just a dwelling among nomads. It is a picture of New Jerusalem. Sarah’s tent was a sight to be seen as soon as it came in view, gauged against the horizon.
The original Hebrew wording gives us this picture of their first encounter. Rebekah sees Isaac and the scriptures says she lited off the camel, truer to the original language, she actually dismounted the camel so enthralled and focused upon Isaac that she sort of fell into her dismount, and then regained her composure, while learning from the servant (who is a type and shadow of the Holy Ghost) that the man Rebekah sees standing in the field to greet them is her beloved. She then veiled herself in order to be identified as the one whom Father Abraham had sent for. Of all who stood before him, the veil signified his bride as the ONE among them who was free born. Another picture in type and shadow, that Rebekah was there of her own freewill, as all are, in Christ.
The account of Rebekah’s response reveals a sense of dignity and pedigree, after the servant confirmed what her heart already knew, she immediately pulls together her covering garments for modesty, after her unassisted dismount; at the same time, the Hebrew words describe she covered the hollows of her form, and stood up to present herself as any lady would, modestly, yet purposely, plumping the folds of the garment to give hint of her femininity; as, one commentary suggested. It is also mentioned in another commentary that she prostrated herself before Isaac as Abigail did David; however, the brief passage leaves that open for discussion. It is a gesture beyond what is required but who would deny her that response? The next scene (we are told) is when Isaac takes Rebekah into his mother’s tent and was then comforted from Sarah’s death.
Sarah’s name broken down in pictograms of the ancient Hebrew alphabet contains a “hidden” name or description of Sarah’s life; it reads like this: “The one who saw two great destructions.” This enables us to look at Sarah whose name directly means princess, as a type and shadow of that Kingdom abode, from where the scripture says “Only with thine eyes shall you see the reward of the wicked.” From a distance only, did Sarah see the smoke of Sodom and Gomorra, as it will be for those who rest in that heavenly ECONOMY of hospitality, and benevolence; wrapped in the arms of a greater promise that of Abraham. This world’s two great destructions- one by water, and the other by fire, will become a distant memory as the old order of things pass away, and all things become new. Sarah’s passing takes with her the memory of the sorrows of this world.
This ending the picture of Christ meeting His Church, the Sojourning Bride, safely handed over to Him, by the guide of all guides; even, the precious Holy Spirit that completed His work. The lovely lady, was kept in His unbroken custody to present before the Kings of Kings, and Lord of Lords; His bride, by Her own free will. Her and her entourage, forever. Her personal servant with her, a nurse named Deborah, accompanied her in her journey. The Hebrew name Deborah is translated bee which also, means word. So there you have it, a perfect picture of the bride of Christ brought to Him, safely, by the guidance of the Holy Spirit, with the assistance of the WORD OF LIFE.
Beloved, are we not in that procession this day? Bearing gifts of His own? Onyx stones, and bracelets, little bells upon the priestly hems, and ankles … surely, she has anointed herself with HIS oils and perfume. This journey is a progressive procession of joy, of righteousness, and truth, in the Holy Ghost. This is the BRIDE who made herself ready, who meets Him at the well. Escorted daily in His accommodations, held in His sacred trust, with the WORD OF LIFE in attendance.
Song of Solomon 6:9-10
My dove, my perfect one, is the only one, the only one of her mother, pure to her who bore her. The young women saw her and called her blessed; the queens and concubines also, and they praised her. Who is this who looks down like the dawn, beautiful as the moon, bright as the sun, awesome as an army with banners?”
Song of Songs
“Listen! I hear my love! Look! Here he comes! He’s leaping across the mountains. He’s coming over the hills.
The one who loves me is like an antelope or a young deer. Look! There he stands behind our wall. He’s gazing through the window. He’s peering through the screen. He said to me, ‘Rise up, my love. Come with me, my beautiful one. Look! The winter is past. The rains are over and gone.
Flowers are appearing on the earth. The season for singing has come.
The cooing of doves is heard in our land. The fig trees are producing their early fruit.
The flowers on the vines are giving off their sweet smell.
Rise up and come, my love. Come with me, my beautiful one.’”
..And the SPIRIT and the BRIDE call out, come now! Even come Lord Jesus!
Beloved! Come Along! – deana barnes
Featured Article: Black clothes in dreams.
If we can remember the color and type of clothing we are wearing in our dreams, then they have significance. Sometimes (as dreams are) unusual occurrences take place that may seem silly. But, if the dream has merit, then we need to look at the unusual symbolism, and decode them because they occur for a reason. (Continued below)
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Dream: Black Clothes – continued:
The color of clothing and their type is detail that should always be written down when we are journaling our dreams.
What we are dressed in is subject to change, depending on what we are doing and the seasons we are in. What we are wearing changes only when we decide to change our clothes. If we want we can wear shorts in the winter, or a coat in the summer; but, we make choices that best suites us and/ or is reflective of our environment, this includes what we are doing, as well. (Working in the garden, going to a party; attending a funeral, or wedding.) The colors in the back drop of a dream is often representative of mood. What we are wearing reflects an emotional or spiritual condition that details more prophetic understanding regarding our occupation, our social interactions, our rest, and recreation.
Earth, water, soil, vegetation and the sun all reflect colors that are representative of their elements. Browns are earthy and speak matters that tend to be earthy. Adam was made of the dust of the ground. It speaks of the flesh, or of those things that are of the flesh. A dirt road is our natural walk in this earth, brown clothes, often the same. Blue is representative of the sky, and is more heavenly, etc.
The Color Black
Often, when people see themselves or someone else wearing black it represents
sorrow, mourning, heaviness, famine, lack, or sin. What the person is doing in the dream gives context to the mood, and their emotional condition. The key is that clothing can be taken off and replaced with another wardrobe, therefore their condition is subject to change. It takes intent and the will to change. Sin, sickness, sorrow, famine, and disease, are all remedied by seeking the one who is our life. Jesus died that we might live! He was beaten with many stripes that we may be healed. Thirst and famine of soul and body finds relief through Him. Jesus feeds our soul He is the bread of life, the Father provides for His sons and His daughters. Doubt, fear, and unbelief, is usually caused by a famine of the Word of God, that clothes us in lack. This is depicted in black. We can put off all of these things by pressing on in CHRIST. When we are wearing black in our dreams our garment, normally, is in need of change.
If we do not trust the Lord in everything, if we see our condition as lacking, then we tend to turn away from God, we need to believe in the full work of the cross, that all our short comings are truly washed by the blood. With out faith it is impossible to please God. Still, in our place where we fall short he speaks to us, in our doubts, fears, and troubled hearts. While we were yet sinners Christ died for us, how much more in this life time will HE reach out to us, in our need for Him. Even when our back is turned away from HIS best for us, he desires to minister love and comfort. The Lord desires to show HIS more perfect way in all matters concerning the man or woman who knows he/she needs God.
A broken and contrite heart, oh lord, thou will not despise.
The Lord wants all of us to have faith in a clear conscience and stand up in our authority in CHRIST pushing back the circumstances that often overwhelm us. We begin doing that by putting on the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness. This an act of our will, and choice. Simply, we can say that as a decree out loud. “I put on the garment of praise, I will dress my self in joy. Who’s report will I believe regarding my future? I will believe in the report of the Lord. Though there be Giants in the land of my promise, the son of David has slain them.
Isaiah 52: Wake up, wake up, O Zion! Clothe yourself with strength. Put on your beautiful clothes, O holy city of Jerusalem, for unclean and godless people will enter your gates no longer.
The clothing we wear in our dreams are what we we have dressed ourselves with.
The garment of praise (made to replace the spirit of mourning, sorrow, heaviness, sin awareness, famine) is so powerful even the lint … (the dust remnants of that garment) is able to speak to us encouragement and instruction. Calling us to return to the joy of our salvation, a voice bringing hope in our sorrows.
Isaiah 61:3: to appoint unto them that mourn in Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the LORD, that he might be glorified.
Black as famine (Jeremiah 14:1 – 2, Lamentations 5:10), mourning and sorrow (Job 30:28, 30, Jeremiah 8:21, 14:2), lack of revelation (spiritual light) from God (Micah 3:6). (Jude 13) meaning blocked from light.
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Walking the borders and the perimeters of our inheritance. An uplifting teaching on our duty in “Spirit Warfare”. Blessed be The Lord our rock, who teaches our hands to war and our fingers to do battle.
Dogwood Spring. A prophetic word for us to wait upon the Lord in the “hour of listening”. Metaphorically speaking, spring is a type of morning, as morning is a type of spring. In February the Lord gave me a word for the kind of spring we were going to have on the East Coast. Just as He did last year, in the Floridian Mandate prophecy. I call these little revelations “prophetic markers” or “signposts” to confirm our journey through times of uncertainty. Such as the unpredictable weather patterns we are having, that seem to showcase the unpredictable world we are living in. Yet, Christ … is the rock we cling to, the solid foundation we build our lives upon, if we are to know peace in this world.
Philipians 4:6-7 Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God,which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.
February 2/7/2013 dogwood spring: ” This spring will be like a pre-dawn morning. An extended “early spring” wet and chilly. “Lined flannel weather.”