Dreaming in Symbols

Dream One:

A man I knew was traveling in a pickup truck - going west. He was smoking a cigarette. It was as simple as that.

I understood that the man in the truck (black truck) does not smoke. Smoking symbolizes something else.

Dream Two:

The next scene: A friend of mine, who does not live in this state, came to me and found me in a room with other people. We were meeting, I was at work, or teaching - something like that. The moment I saw her I knew that she needed me. I understood without her saying anything that she needed help - emotionally she was going through something and came to find me to help.

I am not sure that the two dreams are connected in some way or not. I will pray about that and the Lord will reveal. I do know that sometimes the people we see in dreams has nothing to do with them but could symbolize others in our lives.

Dream One:

Dream Book: Pickup Truck - Work; Personal work or personal ministry .

Black - Lack: Sin; ignorance; grief; mourning;

Smoking - Pride: Pride or bitterness; bitter memories; offense; unforgiving;

West - End

I believe that God wants to put an end to this man's bitterness and possibly bitter memories concerning an issue at work. The Lord wants to come in and restore - God is working. God is a God full for grace and I will be praying.

Dream Two -

I am not sure where the meeting was or why I was meeting. All I understood during that moment was that a friend of mine needed me. She appeared very upset and emotional. I felt the urgency coming from the dream.

Lord, point me in the right direction as to what friend I need to be in prayer for.

Food For Thought

Dream:

I was in a deli of some kind just watching as people came in to order. I found it strange everyone was ordering a sandwich by the name of a scripture. I remember them saying, "I'll have a John 17, or I'll have a Mathew 12:16. Now I cannot remember the exact scriptures used except for the man that order a John ? (something).

As I watched, I said to the woman behind the counter,

"Wow, everyone is ordering a scripture sandwich." She looked at me dumbfounded as if it were no big deal. It had no meaning to her. I then sat behind the counter and watched her make the man's sandwich realizing that she didn't put anything special in it. She did not put the "John 17 in it" or the nutrients.

I remember being very alarmed by that. After she handed the man his food, I said to the man, "There are no nutrients in your food."

I then woke up.

Dream Book:

Food/Milk - Work: Solid Food= Work of God

I found a scripture written under this section that came from John.

"Jesus saith unto them, My meat is to do the will of Him that sent Me, and to finish His work." (John 4:34)

Understanding the Dreams You Dream/Ira Milligan

Update on "Houses"

When I wrote about my dream this morning I had difficulty making since of it. After asking and praying for a moment it suddenly occurred to me what God was telling me.



Dream Book:


"House-Person or Family: Individual; Church. When naturally interpreted, it means a dwelling place."

Home = Heart (as in "home is where the heart is")


House Under Construction - see foundation.


Foundation - Established; stable; unstable (when shaky); not ready to proceed with construction (when incomplete).


New House - New life (as in salvation): Change; revival; new move (natural or spiritual)


My interpretation of the dream is: The men in our church have been making some major changes. We have been having revival among them. God is doing a mighty work in their hearts. I realize that those whose homes are under construction are ones who are still working on things. God is an awesome God. Some people's hearts have changed - the reason for the people already dwelling in their new homes. Some homes are waiting to be finished but the people sat next to them waiting as well.


Thank you God for your workings at this very moment! Thank you God for the homes under construction! Thank you God for change - revival - and the homes waiting to be moved into!

Houses

For the past few days I have been dreaming. I am having difficulty putting the pieces of the dream together. I do know that all of them have had houses in them. Maybe I am dreaming about houses because we have been looking for one or maybe God is saying something to me and I haven't figured it out yet.

Dream:

Many houses were being built. They were all lined up next to each other. They were positioned row by row leading from the ground up to a tall mountain. Someone walked me through the houses. Many of them were the same and many were different. I came upon many homes that were from different countries. They all looked different yet they were among the others. I remember thinking how interesting they looked. The shapes, sizes, and colors were magnificent. People sat around the houses waiting for them to be finished. I also noticed that many of the homes were finished and the people were already living in them. I came upon someone from another country living in an area waiting on their home. They were cooking outside as if they would in their country. Vibrant colors - beautiful shapes - surrounded the area. It was very exciting to see the homes being built and the diversity of them all.

I will continue to seek God and His voice.

Senseless Battles

This evening, I watched the movie Chronicles of Narnia - Prince Caspian. I love the way C.S. Lewis writes. The movie takes place around Narnia who had been overthrown by the enemy. The kings and queens of old were summoned to come back to Narnia and try to regain control of the land they once ruled.

King Peter decided to come up with a plan of his own rather than waiting on Aslan (the lion), who symbolizes God, to help him. The end result was fatality and loss. At the closing (and not to ruin it for whomever hasn't watched it) there is a great battle between those who once lived in the land and between the enemy. At the closing, the battle was horrendous. The fighting was severe. The battle became intense. It was hard, difficult, and tiring. The enemy surrounded the people from Narnia and it looked like they were about to slaughter every one of them. Suddenly the country could hear the lion roar. His mighty voice rang throughout the entire land! Aslan had summoned help! (I won't go into the rest of the ending as not to ruin it for you.)

The movie reminded me of how it is when we go through spiritual warfare. The enemy gains territory that we have opened the door and allowed him to take. We try to regain it back but do so without calling on God to fight the battle for us. Just about the time we think we will be defeated again, God's mighty voice resonates throughout the land and he summons his angels. His word is spoken, every living creature rises up, and the battle begins. Sometimes it can become so strong that it lasts a long time - but in the end - God has the victory. The enemy kneels before him - the enemy flees - the enemy yields - God has taken back the territory!

We all have battles to fight. We all end up surrendering ground. We all want to do it our way. Listen, we cannot fight spiritual warfare on our own. We must arm ourselves and call upon the glorious one whose voice alone will scatter the enemy. He is the one. Through Christ we can accomplish a great deal - but - without him our battles are senseless.

In 2009 a nearby church in my community was going through a difficult and trying time. I knew the Lord was working in lives. I understand that God wanted to teach, reveal, and change. An associate pastor of the church found his way into the center of the conflict. The head pastor eventually was forced out and the associate pastor was elevated to the lead pastor.

There were lies, gossip, and so much drama. All the while God was still growing and changing the lead pastor. God did have a plan. In this case, I truly felt God wanted to restore the church, bring healing to the pastor, and bring healing to the people. Unfortunately human beings often get in the way of what God is trying to do.

In our big chess game God looks at our moves and says, "Okay - if you want to move that way then I am forced to move this way." Because of the conflict many people were scattering. Once the associate pastor stepped up - even more people scattered.

As I was deep in prayer and scripture during this time I came upon many things God revealed that I felt would happen concerning this issue.

October 13, 2009

I had been reading in Jeremiah. I believed that the Lord was telling me that God would assemble the flock that had scattered and they would worship together again.

"But I will gather together the remnant of my flock from wherever I have driven them. I will bring them back into their own fold, and they will be fruitful and increase in number."

- - - Jeremiah 23:3

The lead pastor eventually resigned from his old church. After four months away from the flock, he, along with a group of godly men, felt God leading to start a church plant. He did. And just as the Lord promised those who had scattered and parted did come to the new church plant. (without any prompting on the pastor's part) The flock has been fruitful and within four months has increased in number. The Lord is good to reveal. The worship is sweet, the Spirit is present, and God is changing hearts. . . just as he wanted to have happen at the other church.

October 16, 2009

"Then Jeremiah the prophet said, "Listen, Hananiah! The Lord has not sent you, but the people believe your lies. Therefore, the Lord says you must die. Your life will end this very year because you have rebelled against the Lord." Two months later, Hananiah died."

- - - Jeremiah 28:15-17

As I was reading this scripture, I felt in my heart that the Lord was referring to the associate pastor. I knew he was speaking lies and I also knew the people left at the previous church was believing him. After I read "Two months later, Hananiah died." I knew that within two months of the lead pastor resigning, the associate pastor would leave.

The pastor resigned in December -

February - I just got word the other day that the associate pastor has accepted a call to another church.

Thank you for your word Lord . . .who speaks . . . who reveals . . . who testifies . . . who determines . . . who changes . . .who wills . . . who IS.

God - Cleaning House

Last night I had a dream that has lingered with me this morning. God is revealing something. God is doing something.

Dream:

I was at a church I used to attend. I left the church due to various reasons. The Church has a lot of fighting and rebellion in it. It was a church where God called me to pray many times. The enemy was present in the church, I even saw a shadow several times wondering around in the hallway.

I was escorted to a huge living room like area of the church. I saw two sitting areas divided. Two couches back to back and nice living room chairs throughout the area. The next scene showed me vacuuming the room. People were coming in and out. I recognized some of them and some I did not know. I remember feeling surprised and saying in my dream," Are they still coming here?" They were all busy doing their own thing.

I noticed one woman tear up. She was filled with emotion. I saw a person approach her and ask, "What is going on?" She refused to say. I continued vacuuming and a friend of mine who still goes to the church was helping along side me with picking up trash. I was not picking the trash up - she was. At one point the vacuum cleaner pushed the trash into an area. The trash was too large to be pulled into the vacuum cleaner. I showed the lady helping me the trash and she picked it up. There was so much trash. She spent time picking up the trash throughout the entire room. Again, I saw the woman standing around three men tearing up with emotion. I walked over to her and asked if I could help. She started to say something but it appeared she didn't want to because she was in the presence of the men. She turned and walked out of the door. I then woke up.

God is doing something. Perhaps I need to pray for the woman. It does appear that he is going to do some house cleaning. God is doing something. This dream is just the preparation.

Dream Book:

Church Building - Church: Congregation; may represent one's own church.

Living Room - Revealed: Everyday or current affairs; that which is manifest; truth exposed;

Couch - Rest: At ease; unconcerned;

Vacuum, Broom, Sweeping - Cleaning; Repentance; change( as in a sweeping change); removing obstacles; rebuking evil doers.

Garbage - Rejected: Filth; hell; evil; vile; corruption.

("Understanding the Dreams you Dream - Ira Milligan")

History of Demonic Influence

In my scripture reading this morning I read something that I have read many times but for some reason it touched me in a different way. We all understand that Jesus healed the sick and lame. We understand from our reading that he cast out demons. What I came to understand this morning was how often.

Capernaum - a place filled with demonic influence.

"Leaving Nazareth, he went and lived in Capernaum, which was by the lake in the area Zebulun and Naphtali." Matthew 4:13

Jesus taught there in the synagogue. While teaching, a man possessed by a demon confronted Jesus. This was a man sitting among the others listening to what Jesus had to say. I imagine that happening in today's churches - people of demonic influence sitting among the flock. Jesus ended up casting the demon out.
After teaching in the synagogue, Jesus then went over to Simon and Andrew's home.

"That evening many sick and demon possessed people were brought to Jesus." (Mark 1:32)

Many were sick and many were demon possessed. Jesus of course healed the sick and cast out the demons. How many is "many"? But it doesn't end there! The very next morning Jesus went out in the wilderness to pray. Later on Simon and others went out to find him and to tell him that more people were asking for him. More. More who were probably sick and more who were probably possessed wanted to find Jesus!

Jesus said that they needed to go to other towns to minister to those people as well . . . and so they did.

"So they traveled throughout the region of Galilee, preaching in the synagogues and expelling demons from many people." (Mark 1:39)

"Expelling demons from many people" - There was a great demonic influence on people during that time. We must determine that today's times are not much different from the Biblical times. I imagine that if Jesus walked the street as a man in today's society that he again would be casting out many demons from many people.

As an intercessor I have been able to walk into a room or by someone and sense the presence of the enemy. Sometimes the presence is so strong that my entire body quivers and shakes. My stomach feels sick. I often can't move. It is a dark sickening feeling that is very difficult to explain. I often have to get up and leave. Just being close to something that dark stirs my spirit in such an emotional way.

There have been times when as someone is passing by, I feel a cold wind flow through me. There have been other times when I can see a shadow of a figure or suddenly a vision of a demon flashes through my mind as I approach someone or as they walk past me.

With that said, I have never cast out a demon. But through Christ I have prayed through many spiritual battles. The least we can do is pray . . . through prayer we can accomplish a great deal.


Through prayer angels will flood the gates, demons will scatter, and spirits will flee.

Through prayer strong holds will be loosed, battles will be won, and curses will be broken.

Through prayer demonic influences will diminish.

Through prayer white knights will raise their swords and fight against the spirits of addictions!

Through prayer the blood of Christ will flow knocking out any demon in its path!

Through prayer great angelic barriers will be formed and nothing can come against them!

Through prayer the dragons will shrink, regional influences will be shattered, and Christ will rule!

Through prayer there will be victory!

Through prayer the impossible will have its way!

Through prayer Christ will be ever present!

Through prayer there will be freedom!

Field of Dreams

Dream:

I was standing in a large filed when I heard a plane coming towards me. The plane flew north, over my head, and I turned to watch it land. It was a small plane with two men. The day was clear and dry. I then walked over to a small trailer, stepped inside, and said hello to a family I knew. I remember looking at three of the kids and said, "Is this much better for you?" They nodded yes and looked relieved. I could actually feel how much better it was for them in the dream. I then heard the rain start to pour down and saw the splashes of water against the window of the trailer. The smell of fresh rain in the air lingered and suddenly a sweet presence filled the room.

It made me feel like cuddling up in a warm blanket and just sitting to listen to the patter on the windows. The rain was gentle and sweet not like a storm at all. Beautiful. The mother, a friend of mine, stood next to me. The trailer was small but the kids didn't seem to mind. They were happy to have a place to go to.

I walked out of the trailer to find myself in the field again. The air and land was dry. One of the men from the airplane was being taken somewhere on a stretcher. He was holding his ankle and I seemed to understand that it was broken. He was in pain. He appeared so unhappy as they were taking him away. He also appeared angry. Suddenly, I woke up.

I know this family. I know that God has been warning the mother of this family through dreams of her own. Could God be trying to tell us that it really is time for the family to separate? I will never forget the look on the young teens face and how relieved she was to be in a safe place. My heart hurts for them. I will pray that God will direct them in the way they should go and give me wisdom as to what I should do or say.

Dream Book:

Field- World: God's work; harvest; opportunity; mixed multitude.

House Trailer - Temporary: Place; situation; relationship

Rain - Life: Revival; Holy Spirit; Word of God; depression; trial; disappointment.

Airplane - Person or Work: small airplane= a person or personal ministry; oversight.

(Flying) North - Spiritual: Judgment; Heaven or heavenly; spiritual warfare (as in taking your inheritance) "The north wind driveth away rain: so does any angry countenance [spirit judging (reproving)] a backbiting tongue." Proverbs 25:23

Ankles - Faith: Weak ankles = Weak faith; unsupported; undependable.

Empty Purse

I awoke in the night feeling disturbed and unsure of what I had just dreamed. Sometimes I can make since of the dream while at other times it is very unclear. In this case I had no idea what was happening or what and even if the Lord was trying to reveal something to me.

Dream:

I saw a man sitting in an area with other people. It almost appeared as if he were in church sitting in a row with other people. I saw a woman's purse sitting next to him. Feeling as if he were married or with another woman, I walked over to sit next to him. I thought that the woman with him might be visiting and would return. When I approached I immediately noticed that the purse was empty. The man appeared nervous and uncomfortable. He looked at me and watched me. After I noticed that the purse was empty, the Lord spoke to me in my spirit. I knew that it was some kind of ploy to lure women to him. I immediately turned and walked another direction to stay away from him. A feeling of danger swept over me and I awoke at that moment feeling very disturbed.

The Lord didn't reveal the man in the dream to me. I will continue to pray about what the Lord was trying to reveal to me.

Dream Book:

Purse - Treasure: Heart; personal identity; precious; valuable; when empty, spiritually bankrupt.

Father,

Open my eyes to see, my ears to hear, and my heart to receive. Reveal to me the message in my dream. Thank you Lord for you are glorious in all your ways - mighty to speak to your servants.

Amen

Gold Eyes

Sometimes it is difficult to understand our dreams. I have had dreams where God speaks clearly and precisely. Everything unfolds exactly as the dream. Sometimes the Lord has spoken with symbols and color. Everything has meaning. Sometimes the meaning is clear and sometimes it is not.

Dream

I stood with my face before someone. I could not see the other person - only the hand. The hand took and painted my eye lids with gold. Not gold mascara but gold . The hand used a small brush and gently took a sheet of gold almost like a piece of paper, laid it on my eye lids, and used the brush to smooth the gold over my eyes. The hand then took and painted my lips red. I awoke at 2:30am and couldn't get back to sleep. The rest of the night I would toss and wake all the while remembering my dream.

According to my dream book Gold means: Gory or Wisdom: Truth; something precious; righteousness; . . .

Red Means: Passion; emotion; . . .

Update:

Last night I sat down with a friend/counselor. We spoke about many things and at one point I had a huge break through into an area in my life. I had insight that I had not had before. I wonder if this is what the Lord was telling me would happen?

Need for Healing

January 22, 2010

My family received some disturbing news from a group of people who had hurt us deeply. To us - it was one more jab. The sting of it penetrated to the core of my heart.All I could do was go to my prayer closet. I took my Bible and fell on my stomach thrusting my face into the carpet. Tears of a wounded soul flowed and I began to speak in my prayer language. It is amazing how the Holy Spirit comes to our rescue when we need it. When we cannot pray, the Spirit prays for us.

I cried over the situation and knew that I was pouring my heart out to the Father. After a while and mounds of tissues surrounding me, I heard a voice so clearly say, "Open you Bible." I use the One Year Bible and had not gotten to my reading for that day. I turned right to that particular day and then on to the New Testament part. The story was about Joseph and his brothers. Joseph had his brothers brought to him for stealing. It was a ploy on Joseph's part to get his father there. After his brothers were brought into a room Joseph's emotions began to swell. he said, "Get out! All of you!" (maybe not in those exact words)

I could just picture this moment - The Bible said that Joseph began to cry. There he was standing before his brothers - standing before those who had hurt him. I could really empathize with his pain. That is what had happened to us on this day. Our encounter was with those who had hurt us - but were also a part of our family (church family).

Joseph cried out - "I am Joseph!" Almost as if to say - "I am the one you hurt!!" When I read that I could only grab the tissues and pray more. After weeping for a moment longer and praying in the spirit, I continued reading.

Then Joseph said something that really spoke to me:

"Don't be angry with yourselves because this is the Lord's doing." - It really resonated with me. It was as if God were saying to me - "Don't me angry with them for this is God's doing."

I had to cry more and give my hurt and anger to the Lord. I then read on. Joseph gathered many donkeys that carried food and supplies for his brothers to have along the way and back. I pictured his words to them as they were leaving he shouted out, "And don't quarrel along the way!"

I laughed and cried all at the same time after reading that. It was as if God was telling me, "And don't quarrel along the way!"

The Lord comforted me that day. The Lord spoke to me that day. The Lord took my hurt, anger, and pain. God is good to speak to us through our prayer times. God is good to help.

Crises in the Jungle

This afternoon I was called to pray. I asked God to protect me with the blood of Christ. I then said, “I accept this task Lord.” Immediately I started praying in my prayer language as the Holy Spirit fell upon me. I saw an Indian man, who looked to of been in his thirties, paddling in a canoe down a river. The river was thin - not a large river that spreads out like a fishing river. This was something that ran through a thick forest or jungle. I could see the woods and the banks of the river on either side.


The Indian had straight black hair and he was tan in color. His hair was not long; it came to his neck or shorter. He was in a long wooden canoe paddling with all of his strength. I did not know what country he was in but I knew that I was seeing another place - another country.

The canoe was moving fast and the Indian kept looking back as if he were trying to get away from something or someone. He was breathing deep and I could sense and see his fear. I heard the Lord say, “He is mine.” I didn’t understand it all, I just kept on praying.

I began to ask God, “What is happening Lord? What do I need to pray for?”

God's Protection

After a while my prayer became more intense and the Indian in the canoe started to move faster on the water. I then saw a tribe coming out from the jungle or wooded area. They looked like they were from an African tribe. They carried long spears with very sharp points on the end. They ran scattered coming from all directions with several feet between each other. They thrust their spears at the Indian man in the canoe. I continued to pray with intensity. I understood that I was asking God to put a shield over him so that not one spear would penetrate him. All of the spears flew through the air, over him, and on top of him but not one struck his body.

He continued to move down the river in his canoe. I took in a deep breath, the tears stopped, and the prayer was over.

Thank you God for your protection!

Battle in the Darkness

Today a strange feeling came over me and I felt called into prayer. I just wanted to cry. I fell to my face feeling hurt for some reason. I immediately began speaking in my prayer language and immediately a vision began to unfold. It was strong and oppressive. I saw myself in a wooded area filled with darkness. There were about five or six creatures lurking in the background. They were large with four limbs. They stood as an adult and person would stand. They looked as if they had been charred or had come out of a fire. They were filled with ripples or knots on their whole entire body – almost deformed like or as if they were muscles bulging beneath their skin.

The largest of the creatures stood closer to me – angry – glaring – mad – mean – evil and filled with so much rage. I understood that it was a demonic spirit of rage. It was filled with rage toward me. I did not understand why.

An angel was trying to help me put my armor on. A helmet was placed upon my head. The breastplate was placed upon my chest and I also had armor placed on my legs and chins – down to my feet. While trying to finish putting the armor on I was suddenly attacked from behind and stabbed in the back. I could not see who stabbed me – only that it hurt very much. I fell to my knees and into the arms of an angel. The angels hurried to finish putting the armor on me.

I was then covered from all areas of my body. I felt sadness in the vision that someone would want to attack me. I was deeply hurt and understood that others were attacking me and that at that moment I was being attacked.

A group of angels were formed around me and I stood in the center of a large circle. The angels were some that I had not seen before. The warrior angels have always had wings and swords, the comforter angels have always been women without wings draped in long flowing garments, but these angels stood tall and lean without wings but held on to large spears. Their spears reached outward far into the opening to guard me. They stood together allowing no way anyone could come between them and get to me.

I could see the dark figures in the background glaring at me with such hate. The scene was intense and scary and I knew that any minute the dark figures wanted to pounce and storm the circle to get to me. As I continued praying in my prayer language I understood that I was calling upon the angel Michael to come to my aid. Michael suddenly rushed to my aid. He swept down from the heavens ready to attack. He was strong and mighty – fearless. He swept down and lingered in the air for just a moment above the demon’s head. Without any hesitation he raised a large club that looked to of been made of wood. He reared back with the club with all of his strength and hit the demon in the face as hard as he could causing it to stumble backward. The evil spirit did not try to fight; it simply turned around to walk away. As the dark creature turned the others turned as well and left. I then saw two faces of two women who I knew. One of them I had trusted and confided in. I felt the Lord revealing to me that the two women had been talking about me and the one I had trusted and confided in had stabbed me in the back.

Again, I cried giving my hurt to the Lord wondering why anyone would want to deliberately hurt me. I thanked God for protecting me and for coming to my rescue. I sat in the presence of the Lord and allowed him to comfort me. The Lord is good. He is quick to rescue and stop the enemy's attacks.

A Deeper Look

Yesterday morning I was awakened at 2:30am. Usually when that happens there is a stirring to go and pray. This time I woke from a dream and a loud voice saying, “Look past the baby to see the cross.” It is the same feeling and alertness you get when someone stands over you calling your name to wake up.

In the dream my eyes were focused upon an object. A tall glass cylinder – round on the top and flat on the bottom. It is something you would see when you place a candle in the center of it and cover the top with glass – a candle holder. On the outside of the globe was a painting of an angel standing behind the mother Mary holding baby Jesus. I could see it very clearly. However, I was a little confused when trying to find the cross.

I said in the dream, What Lord?”

Again, “Look past the baby to see the cross.” The Lord spoke boldly.

I took a deeper look and behold - there shining through the light was a perfect view of a cross. You see, the light shone through Mary – her upper body and lower body. It then stretched across where she held Jesus and behind her giving a clear picture of a cross. It took me taking a deeper look to see beyond the painted picture on the outer part of the globe and looking into the light to be able see the form of a cross.

Sometimes our vision is skewed and we need a different view or different perspective. What was God trying to say to me? So often we focus on the child. So often we focus on the little things. So often we see what we want to see. So often we see the traditional, the obvious, and what is known. It is only after, when we take a deeper look, that there is something more to the picture. There is something far greater. You see, the child is important, the birth was important, but we forget that in the end it was all about the cross.


For God to say to me, “Look past the baby to see the cross” looking past the obvious to focus on the cross and what the cross is all about – redemption, restoration, freedom, healing, an act of complete love for our sins.

So I gazed upon Mary holding Jesus in her arms and suddenly it turned to God holding a blood stained cross in his arms. Look past the baby to see the cross - then you'll see the real picture.

Battle in the Church

Vision:

My heart is aching and this morning I prayed for our church as well as the people in our church. Over the past two weeks I have come to understand that at least ten couples in our church are suffering and are thinking about separating or have already done so. My heart grieves for them. There is a spirit of division in our church among couples.
A few years back three of our young couples divorced. Something is going on in our church. Why would we have so much division among our relationships? We know that it does not come from God because he is not the author of that.

Today I fell on my face and prayed for the hurting women, struggling relationships, and deep seeded issues that need to come before the Lord.

As I prayed today I saw a dark cloud hovering over our church and community area. I asked God to come and remove that dark cloud. Suddenly the dark clouds began to be forced back – pushed back because of a strong light. The sky filled with brightness – brighter than the sun or any light. It moved the dark clouds away to reveal what was underneath them.


It was as if someone had removed a piece of clothing and the flesh was revealed. It was as if I were looking down from God’s eyes. I know that sounds strange – but as if I were in heaven looking down upon the earth seeing what perhaps God was seeing. I stared from the heavens at the whole scene.

What I saw shocked me, scared me, and concerned me. I saw the roof of our church removed and I could see every classroom – every nook and cranny – every corner. I saw demons in some of the rooms. I saw evil spirits lurking in the corners and hiding here and there.

As I prayed in the Spirit I asked God’s bright light to shine upon the area. It did – it shined so bright that the demons began to scatter. The spirits of division began to dissolve. It was as if the light was too strong for them and began to burn them and cause them to run away – like the legend of the vampires when faced with light. I heard screams because the light burned them.

I prayed for the warrior angel Michael to come with his band of angels, Gabriel came too and an army of angels followed after him. Hundreds and thousands of angels came. A large mass flew rapidly toward the church. The warriors came and they swept down releasing a great blow to the demons with their swords. They hit them as if playing Polo tossing them through the air and far away from the church. Some dissolved upon impact.

The angel Michael was large and strong – fearless. Holding his mighty sword, he flew down and landed on the ground facing the front doors of the church. He did not have to touch it and I was not sure if he said something or not but just at his presence the front door fell over with a great force landing on its back. I could hear the slam and see the dust rise from the floor on impact. The demons scattered and the angels gave chase. I could hear screams from a distance and wails. I watched as other angels flew through the church. Hundreds of them swept through every corner and crack releasing their fury on the demons causing them to fly through the air. Evil spirits began to take flight. God was cleaning the church.

I then saw the cross on the back wall of our sanctuary start to bleed. I cried even more. My heart ached and I doubled over from the sight. My eyes were swollen and I could hardly breathe. I saw the blood of Christ drip from the cross and then begin to flow more. It filled the baptistery and overflowed on to the stage area. It flowed in one long length – not a trickle but the flow was as long as one wall. It flowed over the stage, down the stairs and into the sanctuary. It flowed covering the entire floor area through the sanctuary and then throughout the entire church. The demons were gone, the evil spirits fled, and the angels stood guard outside the outer walls of the church.

I prayed for the conviction of the men in our church, I prayed for the healing of the women. Then God brought something to my attention. I understood that the pastor, as the head of the church, had opened the door to some demonic influence. He would have to renounce that – but because of that the demonic influence was present and attacking other couples and other men in the same way. Many more men were being attacked with similar issues. Many women were hurting from their husband’s choices. We were a broken church – but a church God wanted desperately to cleanse and bring out into the light - away from the darkness.

Each couple would have to come to God with their sins. The enemies grip was strong. He is doing a work. We must all join together to pray against it. I believe that a battle was one today but much work has yet to be done.

The Spirit of Lust

I laid my hands upon him while he slept and he had no idea that I was interceding on his behalf. My body shook and my hands trembled as the Spirit of the Lord moved through me. My lips moved rapidly and at times I jerked. I know it sounds strange but the Lord was definitely moving throughout. I cried and held tight to the tears so not to wake him. He moved and I slowed my speech though I was praying in my prayer language. Suddenly a vision unfolded.

The Lord revealed a strong hold in his life - something that had been there for a long while. I prayed as the creature appeared and seemed so very real to me. I could almost smell its stench and feel his wicked ways. The Spirit of Lust was its name. It stood tall and thin with its long rubbery arms extending outward flailing about almost like a water hose let loose.

Its limbs attached itself to all parts of the body - front and back. It extended its reach as if it were trying to grab hold of something. I believed that if it had found something it would have attached itself like a suction cup or wrapped itself around the object almost strangulating it.

The spirit had power. It was strong. It was real.

The Lord will be a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path.

One day during my prayer time I prayed over my husband and my son. The Lord appeared standing in all of His great glory - shining brighter than the glow of the sun. Warmth around the glow enveloped me as the Lord unfolded the vision of these two precious people in my life.

It was during a time when I needed the Lord to take hold of them - lead them - guide them - and be that light for them. I saw them both kneel at the Lord's feet and bow their heads unto to him.

The lamp gave off a soft glow around their heads and I came to understand that day that no matter what happened to them - the Lord would continue to hold the lamp. If they chose to stay beneath the light - in the path of the light - near the light - then all would be well - if not then they would be lost in the vast space of darkness. The Lord spoke softly to me that day reminding me that if their steps were not too far away - they would still be able to find the light in the distance and find their way back home. They would be able to see the bright glow that would lead them back to him.

And so I pray - and I intercede on their behalf - and the Lord reminds me once again that He is there shining brighter than any other light and he is holding the lamp near the path of righteousness . . . he is holding the lamp near the path . . . he is holding the lamp that will lead them home. . . he is holding the light. . . He is the light.

The Baby

A well known intercessor once told me that the dreams, visions, and prayers will come in seasons. There will be a time when I may dream, pray, and have visions for a while and then the Lord will allow me to rest. I must say, I have seen the pattern and though I love being available for the Lord – I do welcome those needed rests.

Not every intercessor grieves through praying. The crying is sometimes unbearable as it may go on for hours. The battles can be intense, emotional, and overwhelming but the results are awesome to see and God’s amazing power is present and no words can describe what that feels like.

I have been having dreams lately involving a baby. I understand that baby can mean “new” something born again – new ministry –


The first dream I had involved the baby sitting in my lap at the piano and I was singing to it.

Next Dream:

I saw fire in the back ground, water had risen up to my thigh. I was standing in a living room. Someone gave me the baby that was sick. It had been throwing up. I took the baby in my hands while the fire blazed in the back ground and the water flowed around me. Suddenly I dipped the baby into the water as if to baptize it. I then woke up.

My husband told me that I needed to baptize the new ministry in the Holy Spirit (which was the fire) I will do that and continue to pray asking God to reveal to me the true meaning of what He is showing me.

A Movement of the Holy Spirit

The Lord moves in mysterious ways and today my eyes were opened to something fresh and new - something that had never happened to me before this moment.

I sat at my computer with hands typing away. I was writing. I had just finished listening to a tape about writing without editing or stopping while you write. I decided to give it a try. I sat down and started writing. I tried to allow my emotions of the story to take me where they wanted and needed to go. I tried to allow the writing to go where it needed to go. I was definitely in a writing zone.

Suddenly something happened. Something outside of my window had my attention. A beautiful aspen tree green and full from the rain we have been getting stands grand and glorious. I love having it near me when I write. If my window were down I could stretch out and grab hold of it.

A small bird landed on one of the branches closest to my window. It just sat there staring at me. I thought it strange and then another came and sat beside that one - right in a row. It too looked at me. I tried to continue writing but obviously I became distracted by the beauty of it all. Then a third bird came and sat beside that one. All three birds sat quietly perched on the same limb and sitting next to each other. They looked and peaked through the window. It was an odd feeling at first. I honestly thought they could see me.

I stopped and leaned toward the window to get a closer look. I could see everything about them. Their eyes, the feathers, the color - all so beautiful. And then the Lord brought to my attention the number three. Holy Spirit, Jesus Christ, and Father. I know it seems strange but I really sensed that I were in the presence of all three of them. A sweet stirring found its way inside my office. I could feel the presence so strongly.

Then with one big swoop the third bird that landed came up to my window and thrust it's wings out fluttering all the while. I gasped thinking he may hit the window but no - he stopped right before the glass and fluttered its wings with a mighty yet beautiful flow all the while appearing as if it were looking at me.

A strong emotion flowed over me and suddenly I found myself in prayer. It was as if the Holy spirit had shown up at my window! I prayed and as usual found myself praying in my prayer language on the floor - tears flowing.

Vision:

I saw myself at the computer writing. I saw the bird come forth and flutter up to the window. I saw the Holy Spirit pour over me and through my hands. I saw in the vision that the Lord was going to anoint my writing. I saw the Holy Spirit flow through my hands and outward to many areas and many places - even Internationally. I cried even more feeling the deep penetration of the Lord upon me.

I saw myself opening a large box. The box was filled with a book I had written. I didn't know if I were going to get published or if I self published. Either way - the Lord was going to bless my efforts and anoint my writing with His presence.

The prayer stopped. I took in a large breath. The tears stopped as if someone had turned the faucet off. The vision ended. I continued to lie before the Lord thanking Him and praising Him for using whatever I had to offer. I said, "May it be so, Lord - May it be so."