In the Darkness

Dream - April 10, 2013

I held my son in my arms. He was older - around 10 or 12 years old. He sat in my lap and his legs dangled to the side while his head rested on my shoulder. He was sleeping. Nothing startled him or woke him up. People spoke to me but that didn't wake him. I carried him into a pub or tavern looking room. We sat at a round table while others sat in tables across from us. The room was lit but dark. I looked up and saw that the ceiling was draped in light bulbs. There must have been over a thousand light bulbs. I said, "someone turn the lights on."

No one moved to do anything. I looked around to see that the plug to the light bulb was not plugged in to the outlet. I asked again, "Someone turn the lights on." No one moved.

I then woke up.


Follow Up:

After praying through about this dream, I realized the Lord was showing me that my son was sleeping spiritually. The lights were there - all he needed to do was ask the Lord to turn them on. He needed to invite the Holy Spirit into his life and awaken his soul - to set him on fire - to revive him.

I shared that with my son and I will continue to pray God lights a fire beneath him and baptizes him with the Holy Spirit.

God Protects

Last night I had two dreams that I will not go into. I woke with a heaviness and an emotion stirring within me. I started to cry or wanted to and understood that I needed to pray. I fell to the floor as usual and began immediately speaking in my prayer language. Right away I saw a bullet coming towards me. I could see it so clearly - every detail and it was magnified to a very large size. I didn't get the feeling that I was being shot - but just that I was observing.

I then saw what looked to be a teenager or college student crouched against the wall. He was scared. No one else was around him. I saw that he was in a school of some kind. I began to pray more intensely until a face shot up in front of me. It was the one who was planning the attack or was going to attack. He looked to be in his twenties but I really couldn't tell. So many high school students today look older. He had hair at shoulder length - brown. I also saw another face flash up in the distance. I believed that it was someone who was helping him - or it could have been the one planning the attack but only at a distance. I wasn't sure.

I prayed in the spirit - my stomach groaned and tears fell. I didn't see anyone else get shot or shot at. I wasn't sure if the man was trying to attack a certain person or if his attack was going to target a school of some kind.

I then saw Jesus dressed in white and surrounded by a white glow. He approached the student from behind. Jesus leaned over to him, and then took his arm and raised him to his feet. He then took the young man by the arm and walked out of the building with him. As soon as Jesus walked out of the door with him, my tears stopped, I took in a deep breath, and it was over.


Praise God for our protection!

Loss and Despair

I awoke from a horrid dream. The three times I have ever had a dream about someone dying they all did. God has a way of warning, preparing, and sending messages. I am hoping this dream is one that symbolizes certain things God wants me to know rather than him telling me that someone is about to lose their life.
                                                                                                                                        

Dream:
I saw a woman I know. I understood that her daughter was very ill and in the hospital. I was very concerned in the dream and knew that I needed to pray for her as well as her daughter. Time passed before I picked up the phone to call and inquire about her daughter.

I asked, "How is your daughter?"

She responded, "She died - right after my husband died."

I was in complete shock! I remember pacing around the room saying, "No! What happened?"

"He slipped," she said.

                                                                                                                                            

Mt heart sank. I awoke with such grief. I will pray, search, and only time will tell. This I do know:

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

Psalm 23:4

A Home Divided

The other day the Lord revealed something to me in a dream. Of course at the time it didn’t make much sense but as I began my search for God to reveal the meaning – things began to unfold.


Dream – February 2011

Night had settled and it seemed strange that I would be traveling in an unknown area with someone I didn’t know. A man took me to a house and I understood in the dream that he needed to show me something. The house was small and at first glance I could see light coming through the cracks of it. The box like house was made of wood planks and the light glimmered through the cracks. I thought it strange that it was not sealed very well.

The man and I got out of the vehicle and he walked me over to an area where the darkness was even stronger. We lay prostrate on the cold ground and watched the house from a distance. I could see a security guard on top of the roof holding a rifle. Behind him was a man dressed in regular clothing.

The man with me tapped on my arm to get my attention. I looked his way and he pointed up to the top of the roof where the guard stood. On the ground walking around the house was another guard with a gun. I saw the guard on the ground turn and shoot the guard on the roof. The guard on the roof fell to the ground and the man who had been standing behind him nodded his head at the guard on the ground – almost as if to say, “Good job.”

I understood at that moment that the guard on the ground had been in disguise. He pretended to be guarding the house – but shot the real guard. I also understood that there was something going on in the house that was evil.

We lay very still as the footsteps approached us. They were looking for us. I could hear the men on the ground coming our way and coming very close. I was almost afraid but understood that I was covered and concealed so that they could not see me. After a moment they left.

Next Scene:

I saw two women with bullet holes in their cheeks. They were dead. One had more holes in her face than the other. I wasn’t sure how it was all connected.

Sunday February 19, 2011


I had been aware of Lisa (name changed) and Julie’s (name change) conflict. It had been going on for quite some time and my husband and I had been praying for them both as well as for their family. We had also spent time with them helping them to sort through their issues. It was a difficult situation.

After church one of the ladies approached me and shared a part of the newest conflict between the two. That last week they had one of the worst fights they had ever had. As one woman began to share what happened during the fight, the Lord suddenly reminded me of the dream.

The two women I saw in the dream were these two women! The bullet holes in their cheeks were a symbol of their words, gossip, and slander they had been exchanging between each other. They were spiritually and emotionally dead. The Lord revealed to me that their home was under attack. Everything began to unfold!

In urgency I felt God telling me that I needed to share with the women what he revealed to me. I gathered them both and began to share about my dream. They both accepted it and understood the revelation. They both agreed that they have been feeling an oppression and darkness over their house. (they lived in the same house)

I shared that God revealed that the protection of the house had been removed – that they needed to pray against the enemy who had come against their home and against them. They needed to pray and ask God to come in and take back the territory they had released to the enemy.

We spoke of the conflict and that though they appeared to be fighting each other – the real wrestle was against the enemy and against the principalities of darkness. We spoke of how they needed to join forces and begin to saturate the house in prayer and love for one another. They both agreed! They understood that two are stronger than one. They understood that their fighting was futile. They understood that they do love one another. I shared that in my quiet time, just the day before, I read that “a house divided against itself will fall.” They understood that their battle should not be against each other but against the enemy. Immediately the two of them found common ground. They rose up with a willingness and urgency to stop fighting against one another and to start fighting for their home, family, and for each other. 

We joined hands – huddled close – and began to pray a strong prayer of protection over them as well as deliverance – and healing for the wounds they both had received from one another. God is good! We will continue to pray. Today is a new day! Today they begin again.

Preparing for Battle

Dream: I awoke early the other morning from a dream that stirred me in a mighty way. I was standing in a room that had a closet in it. The door of the closet was opened and I saw spirits and influences come out and then run back in. There was so much happening around me. I saw a variety of spirits or presences preparing for battle. I watched as David took his group of men and prepared as well. I remember being worried about David because I knew he didn't have the gifting in praying through spiritual warfare.

I said to him, "Remember to cover yourself with the Blood of Christ."

He said, "I"m okay. I can fight using my gifting." He had his following of men who all had the same gifting. I understood his gifting - prayer, knowledge in the word - counsel.

I felt uneasy - worried - the intensity of it all was horrendous. I understood in my spirit that the battle was going to be big - enormous - serious. I woke up and have been praying endlessly. A battle is coming.  

Dreams

I have had many dreams this past week. They are too personal to share. I guess I am still trying to figure them out as well. I will continue to seek - listen - watch - and wait. The Lord always reveals in time.

An American Soldier

Sunday Morning - 7:30am - a stirring in my heart. Tears flow. I need to pray. I put my "I'm praying" sign on the door, locked it, and fell to the floor. I prayed swiftly and urgently in my prayer language. I understood that I was asking the Lord to cover me with the blood that Jesus shed for me on the cross. I could feel his presence flowing through me - shivers as if I were cold flew over my whole body - yet there was warmth.

I asked God to clear my mind and heart. I told him that I accept the task. Suddenly the vision began to unfold. I could see a foreign country. People were scattering. It was still dark there. I saw a woman dressed in a veil and head covering running away from the battle and to the south. She was carrying a baby. There was fire and explosions. I saw large trucks. Gin fire in the streets. It appeared to be happening in some kind of town or community on a main street. People scattered. A large hand held missile was shot. I'm not sure what they are called. It barely missed the woman.

My vision then turned to an American soldier in a cave like area. He had somehow gotten separated from his group. I could see that he was scared. I understood that he had called out to God for help. He did not appear to have his weapon. My view went toward another American soldier squatting beside a large army truck. He held his weapon up and began to fire. He was shot and killed. It was as if he were trying to protect the soldier in the area where he was trapped.

At that moment a group of rebels - or soldiers - they did not wear any markings - just black head dresses - began to approach. There was a group of about five or six of them. They were looking for the soldier in the cave area. He stood to the right as you enter the cave and leaned into the rock - almost as if he were to become attached to it.

As the rebel soldiers approached, my prayer language increased and I began to cry even more. Everything intensified. I understood what I was saying. At one point as the soldiers approached the outside of the cave area, I knew I was saying, "In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost, may the Lord's protection fall upon this man."

At that moment, the group of rebel soldiers came upon the entrance to the cave. They started to walk into the cave to search for the man - but they stopped at the entrance. They all looked into the cave but because the soldier was hiding to the right they could not see him. The soldier heard them approaching and stood very still and silent.

The rebel soldiers stood outside of the cave and wanted to go in but for some reason to them they did not. They spoke in their language a bit and then left. I understood that the Lord's hand was placed in the entrance and no one could enter the cave.

I continued to cry and pray in my prayer language thanking God for his amazing protection. I saw the soldier sneaking through the field and I saw angels walking with him. There was a glow brighter than the sun. He was safe. I knew that he would be safe.

Update: After hearing the news about the deadly attack over the weekend, I have no doubt that the prayer had something to do with that.

"KABUL, Afghanistan — Seven U.S. troops have died in weekend attacks in Afghanistan's embattled southern and eastern regions, while officials found the bodies Sunday of five kidnapped campaign aides working for a female candidate in the western province of Herat.

Two servicemen died in bombings Sunday in southern Afghanistan, while two others were killed in a bomb attack in the south on Saturday, and three in fighting in the east the same day,"

Provider of All Things

Sometimes what appears to be so minor to others in reality can be very major. Tuesday a young man came to mind and I shared with my husband that I thought he needed him. My husband called right away and as God would have it, the young man had the day off. It was a wonderful time for my husband to take him and the two of them spend the entire morning together. Little did I know that this young man had a huge issue. It wasn't until this afternoon when my husband advised me that he needed to run to this young man's house and would I like to go. I said, "Yes."

 I didn't know it at the time but my husband was dropping off some finances that they desperately needed. We visited for a while and then I heard the young man say to my husband, "I still haven't found my keys."

The young man had lost his keys. . . not just a key or one key but his entire key chain with all of his keys on the ring. You see, in order for this young man to get another key made to his vehicle, it would cost around 200.00 - two hundred dollars that he didn't have.

For two days he and his wife had turned his entire house upside down looking in every nook and cranny. The next day he would need to return to work and he needed his keys. He hadn't even been able to check his mail for a few days or lock his home. He shared about breaking into his car to see if he had possibly left them there. They checked everywhere and he said that he had retraced his steps a thousand times - still no keys!

I stood in the door way and tried to discern if the Lord would place on my heart where they might be. I couldn't leave. I stood there listening, longing, for God to speak. I finally said, "We have to pray!" We stood in the entryway and held hands. Together we came before the Lord and I prayed asking God to reveal where the keys were. I praised the Lord for His care for us and what he was about to do. Together we agreed and gave out a  big "Amen!"

An hour later our doorbell rang. My husband called for me to come to the door and there stood the young man with his keys in his hands. We all shouted, lifted our hands before the Lord and praised him!!! What a mighty God we serve!

The young man said that about thirty minutes after our prayer his wife picked up something in the basement and there were the keys.

How glorious! Great and Mighty God.

Hearing From God

Thursday August 5th I shared with my husband that he needed to go and see Tom - an elderly man in our church. My husband said that he would. There was no reason to see him. He had not been ill that we knew of and no one asked us to go and see Tom. It was simply the prompting of the Holy Spirit. I had no idea what was happening only that my husband needed to go and see him.

My husband said that he would go after he came back from the men's retreat. He returned home Saturday night and of course Sunday morning he was busy with the church. I again shared on Sunday that he needed to go and see Tom. He said that he would go Monday.

Monday morning while on my way to Denver, I called home to remind my husband that he needed to go and see Tom. He waited until the afternoon before going. When he finally arrived at the house he was told that they had just taken Tom to the emergency room.

Tom has a hole in his heart and will need a procedure tomorrow. I will pray for Tom and his healing. God continues to teach us about his workings and the way he speaks and moves. We must be quick to listen and quick to obey.

Iron Creations

Another Dream - This Morning.

I saw helmets and creations made from iron. I stood in awe as hundreds of helmets sat in a row. They were all different sizes and shapes. Each one of the helmets had a cross that dangled right in the center of the helmet. The cross was made from a blue sapphire or diamond. It glittered in the light releasing a beautiful haze. The color of the blue was not dark nor very light - but a medium colored blue. There were no other colors in the dream or on the helmets.

I stood before the helmets ready to choose one when someone called me to go down a slide. The slide was large and filled with water. I remember the person in front of me choking and gagging - as if having a difficult time with the water. I slid with ease and there was no fear.

After the slide I went back over to the helmets. Most of them were gone by now. My eyes suddenly turned  to see lamps of all sizes and shape. They were all so different and unique - something you would see from the past - antique like. I could never reproduce a drawing of them because of the unique shapes - but they were glorious. None were alike. I remember gazing into the mound of them until my eyes fell upon the very one I would like to have. My heart melted at the sight of it. Truly it was very special. I then woke up.


I couldn't get my mind off of the iron creations. They were truly beautiful. I often wonder about the symbols God uses in dreams just to speak to us. I had to go to the dream book and this is what I found.

Iron-Strength: Powerful; invincible; stronghold; stubborn.

Jewelry - Treasure: Desire; precious; God's gifts;

Jewel = precious person

Blue - Spiritual: Spiritual gift; Divine Revelation; Heavenly visitation,

Medium or Dark Blue = God's Spirit or Word; blessing; healing; good will.

I couldn't find helmet so I looked up "hat"

Hat - Covering: Protection; thought; attitude;  ("For he put on righteousness as a breastplate, and an helmet {the hope} of salvation upon his head (Isaiah 59:17a)

Water - Spirit: Word, and therefore the Spirit of God, . . .

Follow up to the "Crash"

This afternoon - my husband came home from meeting with the interim pastor at the other church. I understood the meaning of the dream so much better. A while back I sent a video of our baptisms that we had during our 4th of July service to some friends. Some of those people I sent it to are people that I really cared about though our church had split and they still attended the other one. It didn't occur to me in my mind and heart at the time that my sharing something so wonderful would possibly offend someone. I have and will consider them friends - well maybe not after today. Apparently one of the "friends" I sent the video to was upset about it and thought I was "recruiting."  They shared it with their pastor which in turn caused a huge collision with our church.

The words from the pastor to my husband made a huge impact and of course I was impacted as well. When the Lord reveals to me that the van I am in is about to get hit by a big airplane and I will be thrust backward what do I do? I should have been praying that God would protect my heart because he was trying to reveal to me what was about to happen. I should have prayed harder against what was about to happen. I should have prayed against the collision. Prayed for protection and shielding. I didn't understand it to be something that involved me personally but rather our church. I didn't have a good feeling about my husband meeting with this man - though he chose to anyway. The Lord was trying to spare us the harm. However - on this occasion - the impact was made and the harm was done.

Now I will pray and ask God to heal my hurting heart once again.

Pray for healing.

Crash

July 22nd I woke up from a dream.

Dream:
I saw myself sitting in a van full of people. It was as if it were a large ministry van - white in color. I understood that we were on a ministry trip. As we sat and waited upon something and talking among ourselves, the nose of a very large passenger plane crashed through the building we were sitting in and hit the front of our van. I could feel the sensation of the hit and suddenly the van was thrust backward and we began to move at a high speed. The van rolled on its side and we slid even more.

Upon impact, I could see the pilot in the airplane. The pilot stood up from his seat and gasped as if in shock -  as if, "I can't believe I did that." 

I then woke up feeling very disturbed about it and began to pray and ask God to reveal to me what the dream was all about. As the day continued, my husband shared with me that he was meeting with the interim pastor of a larger church that we came from. I didn't think anything about it until my husband shared with me  something the pastor requested of my husband. Immediately my spirit stirred and I asked my husband to be very careful in the meeting because it did not feel right. In fact, the dream flashed before my eyes as we were talking and I said to my husband, "I think my dream has something to do with your meeting with this man."

I couldn't explain it but I felt something was going to happen and there was possibly going to be some kind of impact on our church because of this (thus the crash from the larger airplane into our van - the smaller church)

My husband prayed about it and then canceled his meeting feeling the same way.

Thank you Lord for protecting us!

A Day of Intercession

July 20, 2010

Morning . . .

I awoke from a dream:

A friend of mine was upset and telling me all about it. Though I didn't get details of the whole message I did receive this: "Then the fire came up and suddenly everything started spiraling out of control."

I woke up feeling as if she were overwhelmed by something - upset about something that had become out of her control. I will check on her today.

Big Black Ants

I awoke in the night from a dream that stirred me. I held my son in my arms. He was a small child. I went over to his high chair and started to place him in the seat. I noticed that the high chair was covered with large black ants - giant ants.

I then held him closer. I walked past the basement, opened the door, and saw enormous black ants eating away at things. They were huge, I started screaming from the shock of it. I then woke up. My emotions were stirring.

Stranger Outside the House

Dream:

I saw myself in my house with my kids. I then saw a woman pace along side the outer wall of the house on the east side. The wall in my house was lined with windows on the east and west side so when the woman paced back and forth I could see her. She would switch sides - pacing on the east and then the west. I remember saying to her, "Go away!" She continued to pace. I understood in the dream that she was some kind of reporter - or she said that she was.

Her pacing became more intense and faster. She appeared more determined - peering in the windows though the shades were shut. And then I knew - I knew that she was about to break in to the house so I rushed to the telephone and dialed 911. The connection wasn't working so I dialed again.

I said, "What is wrong with the phone?" My oldest son said, "It's not activated." Meaning that the 911 didn't work but the phone did. I then rushed to get my cell phone and quickly dialed 911. About the time someone answered the woman who had been pacing broke into the home. The police were there in a second. I then woke up.

The Gazelles

Yesterday I woke up with a very strong and powerful headache. I have had the headaches before and they have left me paralyzed in the bed. After an hour or so of trying to function my heart started to stir and I began to weep and shiver. I knew and understood that I needed to pray. A part of me wasn't sure that I was up to it because of the intensity of my prayer times. It is not uncommon for me to come away from my prayer time feeling drained. I know that must sound unsettling but when the prayer involves intense grieving, crying, and aching - they can be overwhelming.

On this particular morning my head hurt with a pain that was almost unbearable. I started to weep and quickly ran to my room to fall before the Lord. I cried, groaned, and ached before the Lord. Suddenly the Holy Spirit took over and there I was praying in an unknown language. I understood that I was calling on the Lord to come and help me - help my head. The Holy Spirit was praying for me! For my headache!

Then a picture began to unfold. This is what I saw:

I saw myself kneeling before Jesus. I was on the ground and Jesus sat on a throne. The area was dark except for a fire to the right of us. I cried with great intensity. My head and forehead was bent over toward the Lord's hands. As I cried and prayed I could feel the pain and throbbing of my headache.

I saw Jesus take his hands and place them on my forehead. He took his thumbs and placed them  at the top of my forehead in the center right at the base of my hairline. He then pressed his thumbs firmly into my forehead and rubbed them down toward my nose - as if to massage my head. In an instant he took his right hand and thrust it out to the side toward the darkness and I could see a demon falling back into the darkness.

He again placed his thumbs on my head and began to press firmly into my skin making an outline of a cross on my forehead. Down and to the side he went with his fingers. Again - one more time he took his right hand and thrust it out into the air. I saw another demon fall back into the darkness. That was the last demon -

Jesus kept rubbing my forehead in the shape of a cross. I could feel the intensity of the headache leaving. The pain began to ease until almost nothing. I continued to pray in my prayer language - thanking God for delivering me and rescuing me from such pain. I saw myself still on the ground at his feet, the fire to the side, and then two gazelles began to run and bounce around me. They had long thin horns. They bounced back and forth - like a dance. I didn't understand the meaning of the gazelles. After a while the prayer was finished and my tears stopped. The pain in my head was relieved. I stood up from my prayer time and was able to function the rest of the day. There was great relief. Thank you God!


I shared with my husband about the vision and asked him about the gazelles. He suggested that I look in the Bible to see what it has to say about gazelles. I came across this scripture.

"Save yourself like a gazelle escaping from a hunter, like a bird fleeing from a net." Proverbs 6:5

I understood then that that day my head hurt because of an attack from the enemy. The Lord rescued me from the enemy as I began to intercede for myself. Like a gazelle I had escaped the enemy's grasp - thanks to the Lord God Almighty - our Deliverer and Conquering King!

Unlikely Divorce

A few weeks back I dreamt that a couple would be getting a divorce. I understood in the dream that the couple divorcing would be a couple that no one expected to divorce. I woke up and shared with my husband that someone would be divorcing - someone whom we may not expect to divorce. I didn't know who and I wasn't told who. I was just told that they would be getting a divorce and it would be an unlikely couple to divorce.

My heart ached at the thought. I have been praying for them.

Update{ Today there was an announcement that Al Gore and his wife were getting divorced. I am not sure they were the ones but it does sound strange. I also came to know that someone that I knew was getting a divorce - but that couple didn't surprise me. I'm still praying.

One Lost - Now Found

This morning as I worked on a Bible study I am writing I came to the lesson on Tamar. As I read through the scripture I came to the place where she was raped by her half brother. My heart stirred. Emotion swelled within and I started to pray in the Spirit. I had no idea what was happening just that my Spirit was stirred at that moment and the Lord called me into prayer.

I quickly fell on my face before the Lord - tears streaming down my cheeks. I said to the Lord, " I accept the task Lord. What is happening."

At first, pictures of women who I knew had been hurt in similar ways, shot before my eyes. My stomach hurt - ached - groaned. I doubled over from grief for the pain the women experienced. It was almost as if I could feel their pain - it was horrendous.

Then suddenly as I have seen before - a picture unfolded before my eyes - like a movie. As the picture became more visible my heart groaned even more and the tears flowed more rapidly. My lips began to move more rapidly. I usually know what I am praying about - but in this case the Lord did not reveal to me the words being spoken. I only saw it through the picture He was unfolding before my eyes.

I saw a secluded area. The grass was tall and thick. The wind blew west as I could see the blades on the grass flowing that way. I saw large rocks - maybe like you would see by a river or something but I did not see the water. There was an opening - like a clearing in a field. To the east and north there were trees - thick - like a forest. I saw the large grey rocks sticking out of the grassy field - I did not see a lot of rocks just some large ones scattered throughout the field. 

I then saw a man's legs and feet. I could see his heavy boots - like mountain boots or hiking boots. He wore blue jeans and I saw that in his right hand he carried a shot gun or a rifle of some sort and held it to his right side down by his right leg. He came upon the rock with the thick grass flowing against it. As I continued to pray it was as if the Lord opened my view to see even more. My stomach heaved and  my heart ached an ache that is indescribable  - and then I saw it - the skeleton of a young woman who I knew in my spirit had been raped and killed.  I cried even more over the thought of it - as if I knew her but I did not. I understood that God's heart hurt too - pain seeped.

Then my eyes turned toward the forest and the trees. I saw around a hundred people of all ages walk out from the trees into the clearing. They were all dressed in white robes. I didn't understand what was happening. It felt as if they were present when she was found. It was strange but glorious all at the same time - As if heaven were standing right there in the clearing with her.

The Lord did not reveal to me who she was or the details of what happened. I asked the Lord, "What do you want me to do Lord?" "Why are you showing me this?" I heard him say, "So that she will be found."

I then took in a deep breath and the tears suddenly stopped as if a water faucet had been turned off. My grief and ache in my heart ceased and I knew that the task was over - and that someone who had been missing for a while would be found.

Though painful - the family may have rest.

Hungry

Dream:

A man came upon another man sitting on the ground. The man sitting on the ground was selling food. All kinds of food. The one standing looked at the food and became very hungry for the food. He paid the man money to get the food. I then saw the man that bought the food sitting on the ground eating and gorging himself with the food. His arms were filled with food of all kind. After he had finished eating, the man who sold him the food told him that he owed him money. The man who bought the food was deceived by the other.

For the past week I have not been able to get this dream out of my mind. I have been praying about it and what I feel God is saying to me about the dream is that a man (possibly someone I know) is very hungry for something in his life. He has a great desire to have it. I understand that he will put money into it. The man he will deal with will deceive him - the end result will be it costing more money.

New Birth

This morning I woke from a dream:

I sat and watched as a new puppy was being born. I held my hands out to catch it. Suddenly it turned from wet and slimy to fresh and white - standing on all four legs. I said, "I want this one." I knew in my heart that this one was the one.

Update:

Thursday morning I awoke with a voice calling my name - I woke up as if someone were towering over me. I then heard the Lord call out the name of a book. I realized that the book hasn't been written yet and that he was telling me that I should write it. I say book - really it is a Bible study.

I had been praying about what this group of women I am meeting with is supposed to look like - the Lord just revealed that to me. . . Thus the puppy (new birth - new beginning- new work) thus the color (pure - white - fresh)

So I begin.