Re: Prophetic Dream?

[Tulameen]

Hi Kitty Jo - What an amazing dream! I was fascinated with the part about the mirror, where you looked and saw a reflection that was someone else. I've had mirror deams in which I can't see a clear reflection, and a few where I saw myself - but nothing like yours!

I think it was not a personal dream, but probably prophetic. Did you know anyone who fought in either of the Gulf Wars?

My feeling about this is that you were being given advance warning about future events. It's impossible to say right now which gulf war that was, or if your feelings are more correct and it's U.S. soil, and/or some event yet to happen, but in any case my sense is that it depicts the war that leads to something much bigger. We have yet to see the results of this last one.

Perhaps in a future dream you'll be able to discern the message on the side of the horse. I think, too, it wasn't yet time for you to know specifically where the horse was going to take you, although riding off toward the storm gives the general idea that the horse will take you into the trouble and not away from it.

There are many who will play a role in future events, roles assigned by God with our assent (He does not force us to do anything; we always have a choice.) I think maybe this dream could also be saying that your role will be peacekeeper, and warrior for God.

Tulameen

[Tulameen]

Hi Kitty Jo,
I want to go back and read Revelations again. What I thought as I read your post was this: Each of us who is called and who answers will have a role to play in the coming events.

I think you and I will have similar roles. There are a couple of reasons why I think this. First, because I think it's sensible to assume that those with similar tasks will find each other and team up; Second, that I had a dream/vision in which I was given a crown, a shield and a bow (like the ones that come with your horse!) and because I agree with your Mom that the dream has much more profound meaning than the mundane.

[Tulameen]

I'm just glad you maced him!

I'll have to think about your thoughts. Right now my computer's on the fritz and it keeps rebooting itself whenever I get on the 'net. Need to call service, I guess.

[atlantissus]

ok well I will throw out a few things i have dreamnt recently. I have been having end of the world dreams and visions for some time or at least that is what is feels like, at a later date i will post about previous occurences but the two that I am fasinated with were the ones that occured a few weeks ago about a week apart.

The first one was I was standing outside a friends house at night having a smoke when i looked towards the mountain in the west which is where forrest lawn cemetary is. As i looked out, a giant green pillar of light shot out from the ground straight into the sky as far as one could see up. I ran and got my friends out of the house to show them and when we returned outside there was a white mist swirling around the pillar of light and floating back down like a waterfall and hwen the mist finally reached us it flowed through the streets like a river and looking at it i could see it was a river of souls, millions upon millions of souls swimming through this river, my thought was to get back to my family a few blocks away, trying to get there the clouds opened before me and two angels appeared and told my what was occuring and what my purpose was through all of this which was to fight demons that were roaming the earth and that I would be able to identify them because God would work through me. After I ran all the way to my mothers house and when i got there everyone was freaking out of course and i sat with my sister and her daughter and her husband came in and i looked at him and there was this coldness in his eyes and instinctively i grabed his right hand and there was a shocking hurt between his hand and my hand and i turned his hand over and there was a mark in his palm and i looked at him as his face turn some sort of demonish, still human but with demonic features and we fought, and i managed to get away to my vehicle at which time he jumped in the bed of my truck and began breaking through the window after me as i drove, i looked to the sidewalk and saw a man with a shotgun and there were others like me and we knew each other by smiling( very odd) and he so what was happening and blew my brother-in-law away with the shotgun. After that i managed to get to a small shopping center down the street and entered a small doughnut shop type of store and there were a few sets of people in there and they all smiled and we knew one another was alright, so me and a few others stayed there to protect the older and younger people there and a few more people came in and we were able to identify them as demons and killed them. after that i made my way to my fathers house and I checked my grnadmother and uncles hands and they were fine, when my father ran into the house i took his hand andn othing happened but i looked at his eyes and there was the same coldness and i turned his hand over and he had already been marled by someone else and he smiled at me and his face turned demonic and i woke up....


The other dream about a week after that, in the dream i was at yet another friends house sitting in the backyard in the hottub rathero n the edge of the hottub and there was a wide open field streching miles out. as we sat there having fun something made me look over my shoulder towards the field, and for some reason i wanted to take a walk. so i dried off and put on some sandles and walked out for a while until i come upon something i am still having difficulting believeing, a burning bush. the bush never burned up it just stayed on fire with a blue glow to it and i heard a voice coming from it which told me my purpose yet again and it was the same as the angel's had told me, later in the dream alot of things happened and my mind is blurred but i remember coming back to the spot and the bush had been torn out of the ground. I am not sure what any of this means, it wasnt til last year that i started believeing in God again after 12 years of denouncing him at every chance i could. for the last 2 years i have had what could be end times dreams, earthquakes, tornados, tidal wave miles high, volcanic eruptions and many other devistating dreams, if anyone has an idea I am open to suggestions.

[auscultoare]

When I read your prophetic dreams and you talked about the voice coming from the burning bush...I immediately thought about God's voice speaking to Moses from a burning bush...
I read what you said about you didn't start believing in God again until last year. I had a somehwat similar experience myself about 12 years ago. It wasn't so much that I quit believing in God, I just became very lax with my spiritual life in every way. Then one day, while I was doing dishes, the Holy Spirit began to speak to me. At first, I couldn't believe it. I mean why would God even talk to me when I hadn't been to church in years or even really prayed the way I should. Slowly, I began to get proofs that showed me what I had begun receiving was of Divine & not demonic origin. It was really hard for me to believe at first. Then of course, after awhile I made the big faux-as mistake of pride. I began to feel very self-important because, "Hey, God was talking to ME!" and not to anyone else I knew. Well, I must've been pretty bad, because afer a few weeks of this, the Holy Spirit must've had just about enough, and showed me a passage in the Bible that deflated my ballooning ego. The passage said, "Jesus said, I came to call the sinners, not the righteous." Well, after reading that, I realized how I had been acting and I stopped being self-important...

You know, I wasn't what anyone would call a "good christian" for a long time. I'm not sure I'm all that "good" even now. Yet, the Holy Spirit came and spoke to me, even though I knew people who by all indications and appearances were much better Christians than myself. Yet, He wasn't speaking to them, or so it seemed. One time I asked the Holy Spirit why would He speak to me and not to others. He answered and said, "God speaks to everyone, but not everyone is listening." so then I asked, "Well, why would God even speak to me?" and He gave me a simple answer, "God chooses whom He chooses." I think that answer would apply to your experiences as well.

Light & Blessings....

[atlantissus]

I myself am definatley not the best christian in the world i actually dont call myself a religious person, i believe being spiritual and having ideas rather then set rules is more the path for me then anything, i never felt comfortable in churches or at anything religious. See I am having a horrible time with this cause ive had dreams for years about this stuff but until recentley I had those two dreams and its like ok i dont want to think what I think it could be and i have tried every possible way to rationalize for it to make sense like its just a dream or influences of a movie i watch may have inspired something in my brain to create those dreams but in my heart it doesnt feel that way and i have too many things happen where it almost seemed like God was talking to me through someone else, a particular problem I was having and I would ask God all day to help me find the answer and a friend would stop by for a chat and he or she would bring up something almost exactly like my situation without me telling them about it and it was just so weird but very awesome at the same time, I understand your thing about the big head and ego, i have more the bragging thing of I am able to listen but then i feel bad cause not that many people can hear him and it just makes me sad and I catch myself before i let me head go, but this two past dreams im just really lost as to what it means cause what me and a few others have htought it could be I couldnt except it, i kinda dont want to, ive have not been a good person at times, ive broken all of Gods laws except murdering and I cant ever think myself worthy to be asked to do something important by the lord almighty, so the human rational pretty much governs how i look at it, i hate saying it but im the type of person who has to see it dead in my face to believe what the dreams told me, i need someone right there going "hey this is the deal..." its odd as well I am into the tarot and palm readings and such and no one has been able to read my palm of give me an answer in tarot its like its a big secret, i just wish i could find someone who maybe knows something and I think alot of people do, just the whole general feeling of dread as well as peoples dreams and visions it like we are alomst connected to this universal consciouness that is showing us all this, hell it maybe everyone dreaming it but they shrug it off as a dream, i dunno this entire thing has changed my life and has become a passion for me, i study the scriptures and read alot of coming times and such and honestly i think we maybe to the 5th seal in revelations, the last to die in god's name and wash thier robes in the blood of the lamb to make them white, its kinda scary cause after that is the earthquakes and blackening of the sun and the moon turning red. I could go on and on about this subject so I'll just cut it right here and write more later.

[auscultoare]

My experiences have taught me and still continue to teach me that God is more interested in a person's spirituality than He is in their religion. See, I have this theory that the devil (whom I didn't believe existed for a very long time, and then oops...I had some experiences that showed me just how wrong I was...BUT I digress ) knows the Bible better than any religious or spiritual leader here on earth. I believe that he influences our thoughts... making us believe that God is such a harsh and unforgiving being that nothing we could ever possibly do would be pleasing to God. Many churches' rules are so strict that they sabotage the very purpose of their existence...which is to draw people to God. My impression from talking to a number of people is that they feel that God is just too hard to please. Many feel that that no matter what they do, they will inevitably incur His displeasure anyways, so why even try? Often people turn away from God out of a sense of hopelessness... because of this mistaken belief. I was raised as a Catholic, but personally believe that at times, religions themselves can interfere with our ability
to become the spiritual beings we were intended to be...mainly because of all the rules they impose on their members.

I don't think there is one person on this planet who hasn't broken some, if not all of the Ten Commandments. There is a passage in the Bible that says: "all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God." But there is also another passage that states: "God's mercies are new each day."

I have been wondering for sometime whether those of us who have had these visions and prophecies have all been given pieces of a much larger puzzle....

I read what you said about the 5th seal...and thought you might be interested in hearing about two prophetic dreams I had about 3 years ago. In the first one, I found myself in a wide open plaza area surrounded on 3 sides by large beautiful ornate buildings. I heard people talking in the distance, and realized that they were not speaking English..it sounded Italian. I went into a large building with a heavy arched wooden door on the right side of the plaza. Once inside, I noticed that the walls were a pale faded yellow and were peeling. The floor was made of some type of flagstone and was worn.There was a window above the door I had come through and sunlight streamed in. There was a flight of stairs directly in front of me. I began to walk up the stairs, which turned to the right after the first landing. I went up another 3 or 4 flights of stairs when I realized I had come to the end and could go no further. The last flight of stairs ended at the ceiling and was in a dark area. I realized that I could go no further but would have to turn around and go back down the stairs. As I turned around, my attention was caught by the light fixture suspended directly above the last flight of stairs I had ascended. It was an old fashioned hanging fixture, and the light began flickering as I looked at it. My attention suddenly was drawn to the flight of stairs in front of me. There was a huge life size crucifix of Jesus laid against the stairs. On all sides Of Jesus on the stairs were the bodies of people dressed in robes, some curled into sleeping positions. Everyone was white including Jesus and the crucifix. If you had seen them, they almost appeared to be made of white marble...all looked as if they were asleep. I was taken aback, and was trying to figure how I could step past all of these sleeping marble-like figures, without accidentally stepping on one of them. As I started to make my way down and step over them, one of them, a woman suddenly opened one eye and looked right at me...I was terrifed. After that, I woke up.

In the second dream, it seemed that I was somewhere in the Vatican. There was a nun with me. She seemed to be some type of guide or companion but she never spoke. I felt that we were in the Pope's private chambers. I was in some sort of small room, almost like a cubicle, just off the Pope's bedroom. The Pope was being helped to dress by two priests. Suddenly, the door burst open and some men rushed in. They had guns..I think rifles..and they knocked the Pope down and began hitting him with their guns and kicking him. he started bleeding and they dragged him away. After this had happened, the nun took me to a room where the Pope's vestments were kept. She pointed to a white and gold vestment on a hanger on a hook on the wall. As I looked at this vestment, a light shone on it. The nun beckoned me to come closer to this vestment, when I did she pointed to a tag on the back of the collar. The tag had gold script lettering with the year "1956" on it. As I looked at the tag, the light became brighter and brighter and I suddenly woke up.

Finding a forum like this where everyone can come together to share their dreams & their visions without having to be a particular religious denomination is really a blessing. I am certain that everyone here who has been blessed with prophetic dreams or visions, has met with much skepticism in their lives. It's not really the stuff of casual or dinner conversations. You not only have to deal with the skepticism of others, but you have to deal with your own as well. because once you have had the prophetic dream or vision, you too, begin to wonder if it really happened...if it's real. No one can understand how you feel about it when you try to explain it to them. It's a difficult path to follow. I think any person who has had a prophetic dream or vision is profoundly affected by it. It shakes you up and forces you out of your comfortable routine. Suddenly, you find yourself reassessing everything you once knew and held as sacred. After this has happened to someone, I don't think they can ever quite look at life the same way again, because everything is different.

I think it increases people's awareness of events around them to the point where they will recognize or discern something as a sign...yet no one else they know seems to see it.

My youngest child has recently begun receiving prophetic dreams and visions as well. I try to imagine what that might be like for him, if he had been born into a different family, and no one could understand his experiences. I am helping him to understand it, because at first he was very frightened. Now, he has a better understanding of what is happening to him, and is starting to discern the signs being given to him. It's becoming a common thing for him to come and wake me in the middle of the night, to tell me about a vision or a dream he has just had. We have just begun journaling his experiences so he will have a reference point for what occurs.

If we are truly in the "last days" then perhaps those of us who receive these messages from God have a purpose...to let others know what is coming and to make preparation. The Holy Spirit has told me that God will open the minds and hearts of those intended to receive His messages.

In Love & Light...