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.