In the dream I was demanding that someone tell me how to end evil, because I was tired of it running rampant in my world. I’m done with it, and it needs to be terminated.
Then I woke up and heard the horrible news from Orlando. And my question was still ringing in my ears.
As the hours clicked by and my heart began to calm, I stood in front of Father holding the question still in my hands. His eyes of Love penetrated my pain and began doing what they always do – healing. But the question was still there. Continue reading WILL WE END EVIL???
It was tough to hear I was defeated, my chance was over, and all my opportunities were gone.
That was the message of a dream that woke me recently, and I wanted to share the story of overcoming it’s crippling effect because I’m sure you’ve felt it too. Continue reading I’M DEFEATED? I’M FINISHED? I’M DONE?
For 3 days, Prince’s song “Purple Rain” dropped into my head and played. I was sorry that Prince left the earth, and I assumed this was my spirit remembering him. But it occurred to me that he might be hovering in this dimension still. So in curiosity I asked, “Prince, is that you? If it is, tell me why you died”? Immediately I heard, “Because I was stupid. I didn’t know”. Continue reading PRINCE VISITS IN HIS “PURPLE RAIN”
My parents unwittingly took me to find terror for the first time in my two-year-old life. I screamed, I clawed at Daddy begging him not to take me and he did what most Daddy’s would do. He slowed his pace and talked to me. He held me in his arms and reassured me. He coaxed me forward and reasoned with my fears. Gradually, bit by bit he got me down to the shores of Lake Erie. Continue reading WHAT HAS TERROR DONE?
I was up at 3 a.m, again at 5 a.m, and then finally at 7:30 a.m. I got up. It was a busy night of dreaming.
In the first dream, I was a black man working undercover, smuggling black slaves out of a work camp in Africa. I hid one man in a shop vac with his face covered while I used the vac until the truck arrived. When it did, I quickly unlatched the lid and we both scrambled into the truck which sped off to freedom. Continue reading SMUGGLING SLAVES TO FREEDOM – dreams
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REJECTION & IDENTITY
Father unfolded a mystery.
In our attempt to get rid of evil and cut it from our lives, we use Rejection. But it’s a spirit who lies. It won’t restore anything. It destroy’s identity, and leave’s us in chaos unable to make decisions. We’re lost. And we’re desperate for rightness .
This was the context of my latest in-depth conversation with God bringing new revelation about our Identity going back to the Garden of Eden.
In a nutshell, Rejection is not a good thing, not even when we use it toward evil. It is not a tool that helps us progress closer to God. It is not the pathway to peace and righteousness. And secretly you knew Continue reading REJECTION & IDENTITY EBOOK ON KINDLE – $0.99
Today we had an active shooter in the Colorado Springs area. For 5 hours Police and First Responders worked the situation to defuse and disarm the threat.
I went to Father to learn how we can overcome these spiritual mountains, to gain access and take the territory away from our enemy. Continue reading An Exercise in Dismantling A Terrorist
DREAM (Sept 18, 2015)
4 planets were going to collide. One was Earth, next was our Moon, and I don’t know the other two. People around the world were aware that it was coming and everyone was full of terror. I was afraid. Everyone had given up hope and sank into overwhelming fear.
I ran around yelling about speaking to the planets, frustrated that no one would speak to the planets. Even my family on FB were scattered by fear and no one would listen. I attempted to speak to the planets myself, but my fear made my words ineffective. Continue reading The Terrifying Colliding Planets
My awesome broadsword was given to me in the middle of a spiritual battle. It’s a marvelous revelation I want to share with you.
In a dream, I cowered on the floor in a dark corner of an old house. At the front door, a pack of demon beasts clawed and snarled. So, I ran around inside the house and secured the windows and doors, then I retreated to the room farthest away.
Chris Hemsworth showed up suddenly (I think he represented an angel) and began flinging the doors open. His actions caused me to panic and I screamed, “What are you doing?” But he yelled back, “Use your sword!” and then he tossed me a broadsword. Continue reading MY AWESOME BROADSWORD