God’s Peace and Promises 3-11-20

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I found it hard today not to get caught up in this craziness all around.  I think I even scared a couple people myself.  I thought this can’t happen .  I headed to the store so my granddaughter could pick out her birthday present.  I looked up and said a little prayer.

 

While in the store, an elderly lady that was bent over in stature kept going through her purse to find her money.  I quietly asked the clerk to ring her things with mine.  I don’t normally tell these things but God had a purpose for this.  The sweetest little lady I’ve ever seen put her arms around me and told me God is going to bless me a million fold.  I told her He already has.  This was his instruction to me of what I need to be mindful of.

 

I looked up as I was driving back home and saw an angel in a cloud.  As she glided with the wind I saw she had wings and her hands were in praying position.  It was all I could do to hold it together.  God’s peace flooded over me like a river.  His peace is there for the asking and remember to pray without ceasing.  He gives His angels charge over us.

 

I was then reminded of a vision-like dream I had October 6, 2018.  I found myself holding onto an iron farm triangle bell.  I looked down and knew if I didn’t hang on I would fall.  I looked back up and heard ‘hold on’!  I knew the three corners were God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Spirit.

 

I just thanked the Lord and praised His Holy Name for letting me see Him again today.

 

(Picture taken by family member.)

Eye of the Storm 2-28-18

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This dream from 2-28-18 was very powerful.  It told of things to come, but the last part of the dream gave so much encouragement.  The battle is already won.

The dream began with me riding in a small boat.  I kept to my lane on the flooded road and boats coming in the opposite direction kept to their lane as we would in a car.  As I reached anything sticking up out of the water, as a fence post, I would place money or food on it so anyone coming along behind me that needed it could take it.

I stopped at a multi-story abandoned building that had been set up for use because of this flood.

The first room I went to had a couple young girls in it and they showed me the small tags on necklaces they had been given so they could get food.  They were not at all worried and were very content.  The numbers were four digits.  The first one started with 36 but I couldn’t remember the rest.  The other one was 4760 and it stood out to me.  This was not the mark, but it showed me the famine after the floods.

There were a few people in the next room.  It was being used to make frozen pizza or anything quick someone may come in and need.  My neighbor was discouraged because she wasn’t getting much money at all for the food.  I asked if my youngest grandson had given much and she shook her head no.  I told her I’d be back and bring her more money.  I looked down at the desk in front of her and saw a basket of keys.  I knew they belonged to the taxis on the street that could not run.

The next room was full of red-headed graduates in their caps and gowns.  One was to my left standing with my family that is in the educational field, good Godly mentors.  That graduate was excited to make bishop and was going to enjoy his calling.  He was so relaxed and friendly with a sweet smile of contentment on his face.  The others to the right stood without educators.   They were not content with their calling of bishop and were anxiously stressed to move beyond that.  Much later I read Titus 1:7 – ‘For a bishop must be blameless, as the steward of God; not self-willed, not soon angry, not given to wine, no striker, not given to filthy lucre.’  Those standing alone did not receive the leading and education from the Holy Spirit that was indwelled in the one so content.

I left this dream for another where I appeared to be riding on white caps on an angry sea.  I was not afraid, just trying to figure out where I was going.  I soon saw what appeared to be a sink hole.  As the angry sea churned faster and faster I began to move faster and faster.  I found myself actually coming up on the eye of a hurricane.  The picture above is exactly what I was riding on.  The eye of a hurricane is the most peaceful place to be.  Get into the eye with Jesus and don’t focus on the storms.

May 2, 2018, I Heard ‘things will never be the same again’.

I asked for scripture after my dream and was given Isaiah 29.  I was later led to Acts 20.  I pray we walk in faith without fear and give God all the praise and glory for He alone is worthy.

The first time I posted this is earlier on this site and includes commentary that connects scripture with dream.  Thank you

 

Treasures of the Snow – 1983

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I have shared this so many times over the years.  The first end-time dream, as I call it, was when I was in my twenties. It was actually more than one dream back-to-back but they go together. After that I didn’t have one for about thirty years. I didn’t know much about Sunday School lessons growing up and I couldn’t pay attention in our little country church for smelling the fried chicken in the kitchen behind the pulpit.  This dream tells a miraculous story of God’s protection and provision.
At the time of this dream, I didn’t fully understand some of it, but as time passed by I learned. It is posted on this site a couple times.  It tells of how, in the dream, I was in town with other people at night. I looked up at a huge tree and through its bare limbs I could see where a face had formed as I looked at the moon through the limbs. The face had a bald head. I started calling attention to it to first one person and then the other. No one seemed interested and no one could see what I was talking about at all. I knew it was the antichrist.
There were men that were very angry at what I was doing. I don’t know who these men were but they began coming after me. They chased me so hard I ran down a narrow dirt road and wound up crossing over a fence and going into a pasture. One drove an old blue pickup truck and rammed through the fence and never slowed down. I finally made it to a small white church where I walked through the door to find people sitting on backless benches. They were mesmerized with their faces positioned straight ahead and their eyes wide open but not seeing. I was yelling so loud but they couldn’t see me or hear me.  They didn’t even acknowledge that I was there.
I suddenly found myself with a group of women and children. None of us knew each other. No child knew any adult and no adult knew any child. We were in a metal-type building like you see the gyms at the churches now. There were troops outside that wore uniforms and spoke a different language. I don’t believe I had a good image of the uniform or language.  We had two at our building. As the weather began to turn cold, I and other women began to gather sticks outside to place on the floor inside and start a fire to warm the children. We picked up small sticks at the edge of the trees.  The troops became so angry they slapped the sticks from our arms and yelled something in their language.
As the other women and I stood just outside the building, the Lord spoke to an older woman that was with us. I don’t know who the woman was, but I remember telling the other ladies that she said God told us to bring down the snow from the mountain. We didn’t question this at all. We brought down the snow from the mountain and we covered the floor of this metal building inside with it. As we finished covering the floor, we could feel that the snow had turned warm on the underside. As the troops continued to laugh at us for our crazy work we were doing, we placed the children and babies under this snow as a blanket of protection from the cold. The babies and children didn’t even get wet from it.  The Lord had truly prepared a table for us before our enemies.  He provided what we needed in a way that our enemy was totally blind to it.  I never remember feeling hungry in the dream either.
In the next scene, I was running from gunfire. I ran through the parking lot and was able to grab hold of a door knob on a vehicle and hang on with my feet suspended. The gunfire was all around, even coming under the vehicles. Suddenly, the sky lit up so bright in color that I looked up and saw Jesus coming down. I ran so fast and so hard toward Him yelling ‘Thank God!  Thank God!  Thank God!’. As His face turned toward mine, a feeling of love that I had never known came toward me from Him. It was an unconditional love so overwhelming that it took my breath away and woke me up in shivers and tears.
Over the years, I have found so many verses for so many scenes in this dream. They are posted throughout the site.  Sometimes I will read a verse and know it goes with it. The most amazing connection was just a few months ago when I read a verse in Job that spoke of the treasures of the snow.
Job 38:22-23
Hast thou entered into the treasures of the snow? Or hast thou seen the treasures of the hail. Which I have reserved against the time of trouble, against the day of battle and war?
I found a site called idahobaptist.com that speaks of these treasures where the author says the snow he was shoveling hit him in the face and prompted him to research the snow verses in the bible. Proverbs 25:13 – As the cold of snow in the time of harvest, so is a faithful messenger to them that send him: for he refresheth the soul of his masters.
Sometimes someone can point out something we missed. The author said that with the verses of snow in the old and the new testaments, the new shows the Lord’s glory. Hast thou entered into the treasures of the snow? The treasure isn’t the diamond, but where the diamond is kept.

I recently heard a woman speak of her miracle in the holocaust.  She was very young as she followed her family.  The troops were marching them to the concentration camp.  Her mother quickly picked her up as they walked near a neighbor’s fence and threw her over to the other side.  The guard that saw this turned his head as if it didn’t happen.  She slept in a barn that night and was able to get to an orphanage.  She had a lot to overcome being there but she was alive.  Her family gathered around her in her old age after her husband passed and asked was she lonely.  She said no, Jesus fills every inch of this apartment.

Trust in the promises that Jesus has given us in the scriptures.  If you don’t have a bible, you can search ‘promises of Jesus verses’.  Go to the secret garden.  He’s already there.  God bless you and may He give you His peace.

Photo:  I took this photo one day.  If you look closely, you can see Jesus and lightning coming from His hands.  There is also a candlestick and others standing around Him.

Glorifying His Name – 2-11-20

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I wanted to give praise to the Lord tonight for getting me through so much.  I am so thankful.  I have felt Him with me all my life, in the good times and in the bad.  There have been times I shut Him out because I didn’t want to go His way.  I had my own path ironed out.  He let me go and see how that would work for me.

In the past ten years, He has been so close and answered my prayers in such a way that I knew He was there.  After our daughter passed away, we took in her two small children, ages 1 and 2.  I was about 55 then.  So you can imagine my age with a house to take care of, office work, laundry, and now two babies like having twins.  Sometimes I would sit in the chair with one on one side and one on the other.  They would cry because they were sleepy so I’d cry with them.  About an hour later I’d wake up realizing we had all fallen to sleep.

Jesus was with us.  He gave me the ability to spin a yarn so after I tucked them in at night I would type away on a book.  They were about living life in the country in the 1940’s.  I published one in print and the rest were e-readers.  I was just happy to accomplish something that relaxed me so much.

On the days I would be tired and had so much facing me, I’d ask God for energy.  I remember miracles some days where I got everything accomplished and felt like I could still run to town, which was probably six miles as the crow flies.  I don’t like complaining at all.  My mama’s siblings picked cotton before they could even go to school.  My mama was too little so she sat under the shade tree.  No, complaining always makes me feel guilty.

One day I was so busy I’d have to ask the Lord for His peace.  He’d give it to me, but then I’d have to soon ask again.  He’d give it to me again.  He finally said, ‘stop some efficiency’.  I had studied the story of Martha complaining to Jesus about Mary sitting at His feet.  I soon realized that good part would not be taken from me and it was a good thing.  I would swing for hours as I watched the children play, and I’d pray.  So it became known as my prayer swing.

I asked the Lord to give me rest one time and fell asleep in that thing for an hour.  But not with the children playing in the yard.  That was about ten years ago and as I look back now, I wouldn’t take anything for any of it.  We learn and grow in our struggles when we rest in our faith and trust in Jesus.  He walked the dirt roads in our woods with me.  He spoke to me in so many ways.  He answers prayer.  I know it’s a dark world out there, but we don’t have to be a part of it.  God meets us right where we are in whatever our circumstances are and He wraps us in His peace and protection.  He makes a way.  He is everything to me.

So tonight I just wanted to publicly thank Him for all He has done for me.  There is a place that He has prepared for us and my hope lies in being with Him through eternity.  He has shown me so much.  So if you read these posts on this site, just remember that it was in my struggles when He showed me these things.  It was in my prayer closet He gave me revelation, and it was in my swing He spoke to me.  With everything to juggle each day, He made a way for us to have time together.  And it continues even today.

Many mornings I wake with a song in my head and don’t even know the words to it.  I can usually google a couple words and the song will come up.  Recently it was Some Through The Fire.  And I can ask Him a question and turn in the bible to His answer.  And why not?  He’s right here by my side.

Prayer closets and prayer swings are a good thing.  There sure is a lot to pray about.

Repost of Protection from 3-11-18

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I had called this Deception B4 Rapture.  Yes, that was true, but the main thing was the light to get what we need from while walking in the darkness of deception before the rapture.  It stayed on my mind to repost this and this morning two other sisters in Christ had similar dreams with the same meaning so that was my confirmation.

On March 11, 2018, I dreamed I was walking with two grandchildren. We had left some people that were going to sleep. (There are many going to sleep these days.) We walked into a land that was something like Alice in Wonderland. We would meet creatures or see abandoned rides like in an abandoned theme park. The land was dark and dreary. There was no color anywhere, and nothing was as it seemed. We would see a light in an abandoned home and would be able to go in for food or rest, whatever we needed, then move on. Sometimes we would find a ride that was functioning and could get on it like a slide to go faster or something we could sit on to move quicker, and there would be another light in an abandoned home that we could go into, then move on again. There were others on rides but no one laughing. I would pick up trash here and there but there was no place to dispose of it, and nobody else cared or wanted to talk about it. It was as if they just rather ignore it.
I saw the grandchildren’s mother and she was trying to tell me something. She passed away years ago so I knew she wasn’t supposed to be there. Nothing there was real, except the light in the abandoned homes.  If I had not known her face before me then was a deception, I could have been led into another direction.
This land was full of deception and people I saw were like the old saying – Asleep. They just hadn’t laid down yet.
The children and I were separated a bit, but as I began to walk toward what I felt was the center of this place, I saw the children again. They were walking toward the center and there were a few others that made it. We were finally out of that dark and dreary place of deception.
When we got to the center, it was very colorful. We looked up as the sky changed. It appeared as if we were standing at the bottom of a pool and looking up to the sun beyond the water’s surface. There weren’t many of us gathered there, but I saw the lady in front of me as her arms left her side and flew upward, then she was gone. It was as if she were shot out of a cannon. Then a small person went up and the water or air made a swirl behind her in the shape of a heart. Someone close by yelled ‘that was one of the angels’! I believe they may have been speaking of the children but I don’t know. Then my arms left my side and flew upward, and I was gone. I felt myself going very fast, then I woke. I know we will meet Jesus in the clouds as scripture says.
On March 12, 2018, my dreams were all about rapture. One door would open and I would hear ‘almost home’. Another door would open and I would hear ‘catch away’. I dreamed all night of rapture but the only memory I have of that night were the doors and what I would hear as they opened.
I thought I had heard the phrase ‘catch away’ before but couldn’t remember. I looked it up to make sure it was biblical. I found it in Matthew 13, specifically 19-21. A commentary said that some may have started out as being an excited Christian and just fell asleep or abandoned it. Maybe the hardship or persecution was too much. The scripture explained the dreams.
The main thing for the body of Christ is to stand strong. I kept thinking when God’s children are gone, there will be no light left. The only light we have in us is the light of Jesus.
On April 15, I saw a comment about we are in the time of deception. This dream is symbolic of God’s protection and provision when we went into the lighted, abandoned homes. Because of that we made it through and persevered. Our ears and eyes were open to His leading and He led us out. He took us home. I’ve had more on that and have seen more on that so it’s being called to our attention. May God bless and keep you in all your ways as you lean on Him with hope, faith, and trust.
Psalm 27:11 2 Chronicles 7:15 Proverbs 3:5-6 Psalms 28:7 Matthew 6:25 Deuteronomy 28 Psalm 91

The Dark Road to Recovery – 12-17-19

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I have been praying for a young lady very dear to my heart.  I have tried so hard to figure out just where things keep going wrong.  She seems to be headed in the right direction and the next thing I know, she’s veered off again.  She never quite finishes what she needs to get her on the right path, and it is so crucial that she does because this is not just about her.  She has precious children that need her. My heart aches for them, and for her.

On December 17, 2019, I believe the Lord showed me in a dream what is happening with her and so many others.  In the dream, she was being driven in a car at night.  She was in the front passenger seat and it was her side of the car that I was seeing.  I knew that everything was going well.

Suddenly, she stopped the car.  It was like she couldn’t stand it; she just had to do it.  She got out of the car and began walking toward the direction she had come.  As she walked in the darkness, a person came up to her, then another, then another.  I watched as she had a small group there with her now, but she was in danger.  None of them had her best interest in mind.  They were out for self no matter what it caused or cost her.

As soon as my eyes opened, I knew she had allowed the Holy Spirit to guide her.  That was the driver and the safety of the car.  She only lets that go so far and she has to take control and do it her way.  The Holy Spirit won’t interfere with free will.   So she goes back and thinks things will be different now.  Her old acquaintances she calls friends come around and she’s so happy to see them.  It gives her a sense of home and comfort, but she doesn’t see it’s not a home and the comfort is short lived.  Then she finds herself back where she was and an outcast to family and true friends and without her children.  Now she has used all the excuses she had to use others to help her.  Everyone is wise now and no one will listen.

When we lose everything, we have no way to look but up.  I continue to pray now with more hope than ever, but that’s all the help I give.  I will be there for the children, but the end of her has to come so she will say ‘Jesus take the wheel’.  She will be grateful for the safety of that car – and for the driver.

If this is you out there, I pray for you too.  And I especially pray for the people that care so much for you.  I pray they can let go of the situation and hold on to the prayers until you lose yourself.  There is a driver and a car waiting for you, but He’s a gentleman.  He won’t take away your free will.  Don’t ask God or family ‘why won’t you help me’, but ask yourself ‘why won’t you help me’.  He will lead you where you dare to go alone and He will always be with you.  The word REPENT means to turn away from, so repent and turn away from what is hurting you and ask for help from the One that can.

More than once in my life, I have opened the bible to these words: (I usually use KJV but felt I should use NIV on these.)

Isaiah 43:2 NIV – When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you.  When you walk through the fire, you will not be burned; the flames will not set you ablaze.

Haggai 1:13 NIV – Then Haggai, the Lord’s messenger, gave this message of the Lord to the people:  “I am with you,” declares the Lord.

And never forget to pray for strength.  I’m an old lady raising grandchildren so I have done it many times and I have never been disappointed.  The One who is in us is greater than the one who is in the world. (1 John 4:4)  It is for freedom that Christ has set us free.  Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery. (Galatians 5:1)  When you resist the devil he will flee (James 4:7)  He will protect you like in the car I saw and it will be your hiding place from those wanting to harm you.  (Psalm 32:7)

So cry out to Him today; He hears you and will deliver you from all your troubles. (Psalm 34:17)  Forget the former things and don’t dwell on the past.  He will make a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland. (Isaiah 43:18-19)

1 John 5:4-5 – For everyone born of God overcomes the world.  This is the victory that has overcome the world, even our faith.  Who is it that overcomes the world?  Only the one who believes that Jesus is the Son of God.

 

The Right Thing 12-6-19

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A precious sister in Christ called me with so much excitement that she couldn’t contain herself.  She yelled, “I got a God story!”  I said, “Tell it!  Tell it!”

She said, “My husband was getting my new tv put up that I got on clearance for $75.20 and he dropped it.”

I said, “That’s your God story?”

She laughed, “No!  He told me to put it back in the box and tell them it broke in the box.  I told him we have to do the right thing and God will honor it.”

She kept talking to him to get him to understand and finally said, “You get it?”  He said, “Not yet I don’t.”

She called the store and they had two left and said she could have another one for the same price even though the sale was off.  She stopped by her mailbox on the way and a check was in her mailbox for $75.20 where she had not been using rewards on her credit card for years.  I don’t think she even knew she had rewards.

She was jumping up and down and went on to the store for her tv replacement.  The district manager was in the store and told this sweet sister that she didn’t owe anything for the tv.  I imagine her husband got the message of the two times blessing.  Doing the right thing and honoring God in it reflects His honoring us.  The Lord knew she was trying to show God’s blessings in a lesson before it even happened and He honored that according to her faith.

I just love God stories.  It feels like a snuggle under a warm blanket with a cup of hot cocoa.

God bless you at this time of year that we celebrate the birth of our Savior.  Spread the God stories around.  Those stories of light will kick the dark stories to the curb.

Blessings and Love ~

(picture above taken by me on a frosty gift of a morning)