My daughter’s dream

“And it shall come to pass in the last days, says God, that I will pour out of My Spirit on all flesh; Your sons and your daughters shall prophesy, your young men shall see visions, your old men shall dream dreams.” Acts 2:17

I try avoid looking too deeply into things or spiritualising everything. It helps nothing. But my daughter had a strange dream and I don’t know what to make of it. I’m not sure if it means something or just a product of too much pizza or an overactive imagination. I have never spoken to her about the Blood Moon or things pertaining to the end times, as she is too young. She just turned 7 years old.
Perhaps Readers, you can make some sense of it?

She had gone to the store with my mom. She said she looked at the moon and it was “very red” and she knew then and there something bad was coming.
All of a sudden there was an earthquake and the ground was shaking and splitting open. People were screaming and panicking and trying to run away. Then a flood came and the water was quickly rising so she ran into the store to be safe; but the water eventually came into the store as well.
She said people had turned evil, like “zombies” (I’ve never allowed her to watch any TV etc. with zombies in it so I’m not sure what that means to her). Then she said she kept praying for this scenario to stop. These evil people could not breathe if they left the water (Isaiah 27:1?). And along with prayer, if she threw store items from the shelves at these people, it kept them at bay and kind of calmed them a little.
She said she kept an eye on the moon waiting for its red colour to go and eventually it did so she knew the catastrophe would all stop. Once it turned its normal colour, everything went back to normal and people normalized as well.

Thoughts?

God, the gentle Archaeologist

I had finally managed to get to church that Sunday morning. If the devil had succeeded in his plans I may not have seen what God so graciously showed me.

I stood in powerful praise and worship. All of a sudden I saw myself standing over South Africa. I bent down and started to pick it up at its tip and it snapped off like a piece of matzah. I lifted South Africa up and handed it to the Lord. He had an archaeologist’s round brush in His hand and He started dusting off the surface of the country by twisting the brush clockwise and counter-clockwise to remove all the dust, debris and dirt lying on top. And the more He dusted the more pure gold became revealed beneath the surface!

Archeologists use soft bristled brushes to take great care in removing debris and dirt from fragile artifacts to prevent them from getting damaged. This tells me that South Africa is a very fragile country, considering our past and present, and only the precious hand of God can gently deal with removing the debris that is blocking people from receiving the gospel. Only God’s mighty plans and purposes can reveal the gold that lies beneath! Amen Jesus!

“If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness” 1 John 1:9

The dream I DON’T want to come true (not for sensitive readers)

I have been quiet for the past two weeks as things have been very depressing in my country lately. I don’t like to speak of the negative things surrounding ones country, but this is so bad that I’m petrified and wondering when my morning is coming (Ps 30:5)

It’s no secret that crime in South Africa is pretty horrendous. As of late it has stepped up a notch. There’s this guy with a Grade 4 education who makes it blatantly obvious how much he hates white people and openly expresses how he will “wipe us out”. In 2010, a whole lot of churches across the country fasted for 40 days against ungodly rulers and for the country. This guy, called Julius Malema, was eventually caught out by the revenue service regarding all the corruption he was involved in and he lost everything. But now he is rising like an evil phoenix from the ashes, has started his own political party and his number one aim is “wiping out” all the white people in SA. This is NOT how all South Africans are –this is just one hate crime group.

     

Slaughtering a cow to give honour to their demon god ‘ancestors’

Black on white violence is increasing at an alarming pace and I blame him. This has taken place in the past three weeks alone:

** Not for sensitive readers! **

• 3 toddlers raped and murdered
• The people 3 houses away from me went away for the weekend and an old man was looking after the house for them. Burglars got in and tortured him the entire weekend while stealing goods.
• Burglars broke into a farm in Johannesburg, gang raped the mother while standing on her face, and gang raped her two daughters while forcing the 12 year old son to watch. Then murdered them. They then drowned the boy in boiling water and disemboweled the family dog for barking. After being sentenced they laughed and said, “this was just the beginning”.
• Burglars broke into an elderly woman’s home, and threw her into boiling water while robbing her of her goods.
• My brother’s female friend was home alone, they broke in, tied her up and beat her up. Thank the Lord they never raped her because they always do!
  

That is in Johannesburg alone!

I’ve been left in a state of paralyzing fear. Yes, I’m a child of God, I don’t have a spirit of fear. But I am scared! It is making me depressed. Do you know why I’m scared? This is how the crime started in Zimbabwe. In addition, about 12 years ago I had this vivid dream. It was so vivid that it felt like I was almost awake. I dreamt that the government had all the white people lined up. We were on our knees with our hands behind our backs waiting to be shot execution style. I felt the barrel of a gun on the back of my head and I woke up. What they are wearing in the pictures above is what they were wearing in my dream, but in black.

I’ve done spiritual warfare in our street and neighbourhood and anointed the house. I’ve been trying to stay in the Word and pray, but having this impending doom over my head is a life of horror, a bad dream. I am praying for the Lord’s will on emigration. I am currently calling a fast with my South African Christian brothers and sisters for the end of the month. Please too, include us in your prayers? Please remember me.

The country just wants to live in peace with each other, especially after the wrongs of apartheid, but when evil like this rears its ugly head then one bad apple spoils the whole bunch.

The idol that sneaks around the kitchen

Idols do not always come as carved images.

I’m not overweight but I have always been very nonchalant and careless about what I eat. And I love food. I really do. And the more junky, the better. I’ve always felt nothing about grabbing a chocolate whenever I wanted to, or having seconds, not because I’m still hungry but because it tasted so good. From the beginning of 2013, I really started getting reckless with my eating habits and I noticed I started putting on 2 or 3 kilos.

One night, my daughter was sick AGAIN and I was very restless and couldn’t sleep. I was wide awake, frustrated that she was sick again for an unknown reason and I could feel spiritual tension in the heavenlies. I started to ask God why she was sick again and this vision opened before me:
I first noticed a dragon’s tail walking away from the scene into another dark passageway. I could hear the swish of his green tail as it swayed. I could sense that he was in charge of the scene going on around me. He was walking around, as if supervising. The scene was a very Old Testament type scenario. The walls were light grey and made of massive stone. In front of me was a buffet table in a U-shape. The table was full of delicious food and the people were ravishing the food like pigs. They were greedy and insatiable and they could not get enough of all the food laid out before them. The one man to my left was devouring a huge turkey leg like an animal. I could sense the greed going on. Behind the table on the wall was this picture of a deity with the sun’s rays behind her head. The vision ended.

To me, this might be how we make food an idol. And looking back, that is what I have been doing. The picture of the deity depicts this very idolisation.
The dragon’s tail for me represents Satan’s tail as he swept a third of the stars down to earth. The fact that I only saw the tail, and walking away from me, tells me that Satan is using the idol of food to 1. Draw me away from God’s Word through this distraction and 2. How am I to exercise obedience as God needs me to if I am so blasé about how I handle food? Gluttony is a sin of stubbornness, rebellion and disobedience (Deut 21:20).
“His tail swept a third of the stars out of the sky and flung them to the earth…the great dragon was hurled down—that ancient serpent called the devil, or Satan, who leads the whole world astray. He was hurled to the earth, and his angels with him” (Revelation 12:3-9).
“The great dragon was cast down the old serpent, which is called the Devil and Satan, which seduceth the whole world (Rev. 12:9). The tail in Scripture always tends to denote falsities: “The tails of the horses were like unto serpents, having heads, and by them they do harm” (Rev. 9:19)
“Jehovah will cut off from Israel head and tail… and the prophet, the teacher of a lie, he is the tail ”(Isa. 9:14, 15)
“The locusts had tails like unto scorpions, and stings were in their tails; and their power was to do harm to men” (Rev. 9:10)

Solomon himself warned his son against the gluttonous eating of meat:
“Hear, my son, and be wise; and guide your heart in the way. Do not mix with winebibbers, or with gluttonous eaters of meat; For the drunkard and the glutton will come to poverty, and drowsiness will clothe a man with rags.”

I never ever thought God cared this much about food or what we eat. But He clearly does! Paul also warned against numerous works of the flesh (Gal 5:19-21). To revel means “merrymaking”, riotous feasts, parties and socialising, implying undisciplined eating.
“And put a knife to your throat if you are a man given to appetite” Proverbs 23:2
Thinking about the weird atrocities they are placing into our food nowadays is shocking. I also believe we need healthy bodies and healthy minds for these end days. Even in times of spiritual warfare, our bodies draw out a lot of protein.

Therefore, whether you eat or drink, or whatever you do, do all to the glory of God!

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A flutter of excitement – a sweet edification

This is really one of the sweetest stories I have ever heard concerning the gift and I will never forget it. My sister’s friend is really blessed and I would love to be able to edify God’s people in this way. This story really highlights for me the very sweetness of God.

Liz was in corporate worship one Sunday morning, and she saw an open vision of the girl next to her. Firstly, it was clear that the Holy Spirit was moving on her, as she seemed to shimmer as when the light reflects on the water. That is one of the ways Liz knows that the Lord is highlighting someone to her!

She then saw wings appearing on her feet attached at the ankle. The wings were pure white almost reminding her of an angel’s wings. Powerful and strong.

She began to ask the Lord for the interpretation to the vision.She felt that He was saying the following: that the girl’s ministry was in dance and that when she danced strongholds would be broken, new ground would be taken and lives would be restored, she would be a messenger for the Lord and that through her dancing people would hear/see Him.

Liz admittedly feels that telling people about what you have seen is always rather daunting. But the Holy Spirit prompted her and the end result was that the girl was bowled over because she had been praying for direction for her life and asking God what direction she should take in terms of studies. And the word Liz had given her confirmed that she should peruse dance therapy as her specialisation in Psychology!

This story is so heartwarming for me. God could have whispered the answer into her heart but instead He chose such a sweet way to show her. Appealing to the creativity of a dancer, He chose a way so lovely and meaningful to her. How full of wonder is our Creator? Isn’t He lovely? Not only does He answer our prayers, but He goes out of His way to make the answer more meaningful to us. The Creator of Heaven and Earth meets with us in very special ways.

Blessed be the name of the Lord, who reigns forever on His throne, but cares so much to come down to us and make our moments special.

Dream of my unsaved friend

I believe God gave me a tiny glimpse of a small inkling of the anguish He feels when a soul is lost, and how the unsaved feel when they fall into the pit and have eventually realised all hope is now definitely gone.

We grew up with family friends from a small age, my parents are still good friends with them. Us children lost contact with each other along the way though.
However, the eldest son who was my age was always a naughty boy and eventually dabbled in cocaine. He died of drug-induced heart failure in 2010. It was a shock to everyone. Somehow humans never believe it will happen to someone you know, just because you well, know them.
I was very sad for him because he had not come to know the Lord and the funeral was very upsetting.

One night after the funeral I dreamt of him. It was not a normal every day dream, but vivid and clear and felt very very real.

We were on a beach. I could see the ocean, and it had a lot of small dunes covered in vegetation and Marram grass. There were also a lot of trees. And he told me to follow him as he wanted to show me something. His back was always facing me though and I never got to see him face to face.

So I started following him and then he stopped and said, “No wait, it’s this way.” And we started going another way. We were in amongst the trees. And he stopped again and said, “No hold on, it’s this way!” I asked what he was looking for and he replied, “Just follow me, I will show you.” So I followed him again.
This confusion happened about 4 or 5 times and eventually he stopped dead in his tracks and started crying and said, “I’m so lost!” He put his face into his hands and crouched down onto his haunches in the sand and I felt the most awful weight of sorrow. I started crying and all I could do was crouch down next to him and hold him really tight around his shoulders. I felt such terrible pity. I was so incredibly sad for him.

Can you imagine how much more sorrow our Father feels when a soul is lost forever?

Spread the Love:

Last week my husband had the following dream:

He was in a huge open field. All he could see was field and sky. The sky was huge and bright blue with massive clouds. Everything seemed larger than normal.
All of a sudden he saw four angels appear in the sky. He said they were ginormous and beautiful. They were looking down toward earth as if searching for something. All of a sudden Jesus appeared among the angels. He said Jesus, too, was huge and He took up almost the entire sky. The angels continued searching and Jesus said to them, “Don’t forget – we only have space for ten thousand!”
My husband then saw the number “114” and the dream ended.

This is clearly a dream that Jesus’ return is fast approaching. The way the angels had to search really hard for people on earth reminds me of Matthew 22:14 “For many are called, but few are chosen.” There is no time left and too few people!

I have no idea what the number 114 pertains to? I thought maybe it could refer to a book in the Bible? Hebrews 1:14 states about angels, “Are they not all ministering spirits sent forth to minister for those who will inherit salvation?”
I’m really not sure.

Fascinating times!

I saw Jesus advertising Coca Cola

Prov 25:2 It is the glory of God to conceal a thing: but the honour of kings is to search out a matter.

My favourite conversations are about Jesus and what Jesus has done and all the wonderful things He continues to do in my life and others. Nothing gets me more fired up than testimonies and it is what sparked this blog, to glorify Jesus, and in the hopes others may learn from my experiences.

I have been saved since small, and the years have taught me many things. Satan has had it in for me since I was tiny, so I have learnt a lot along the way. I have strong knowledge on spiritual warfare, so it comes to the point where someone asks me something and I am able to answer them right away.

Good? Well….maybe not always.

It was nearing the end of 2011 and I was feeling frustrated as I felt that I wasn’t moving or growing with the Lord all of a sudden. I wanted to do greater things, more things to bring glory to His name. But I felt ‘stuck’. So this had been bugging me for a while and I had prayed numerous times about it.

The one night I had the weirdest dream. I dreamt I was visiting my cousin, who is also saved. I was standing in his bedroom and suddenly noticed a poster positioned on the bottom of the wall. I have no idea why the poster was placed on the bottom of the wall and not at the top like posters usually are.

The poster was of Jesus. It was the picture of Jesus on the day of His crucifixion – I could only see from His bare chest up and He was wearing His crown of thorns drinking a 500ml bottle of Coca Cola. The caption read “Ladies! Why else do you think they call Him ‘Holy Holy Holy’?” (Rev 4:8)
My cousin then walked in looking as surprised as me about the poster. I could see he had not seen it before. We wanted to giggle at the funny caption but then kind of got angry at the blasphemy of it.

Interesting advert for Coca Cola, right!

I then woke up and I thought, “Lord? What on earth are You trying to tell me?”

Was the dream for both of us? I don’t know.

But I had asked one of my sister’s friends who has the blessed spiritual gift of prophecy if she might have an interpretation and this is what she said regarding my cousin who had backslid for many years and rededicated his life to the Lord:

“Jesus has been boxed into commercial Jesus, and the true meaning of who He is has been missed. His blood sanctifies us and makes us whole and speaks of covenant (Eph 1:7). That is reflected in the Coke and shows a lack of belief that he has been made whole. The bedroom is significant because that is probably where he spends his time alone with the Lord and speaks of intimacy.”

When I approached my cousin about this he agreed that this interpretation was true.

However, I wasn’t at peace. This dream had to mean something to me too, or else why would the slogan have read “Ladies”?

It took me three weeks of prayer for an answer.

Before reading and studying my Bible I like to pray that God helps me understand what I’m reading and to bless me with wisdom as He wills (James 1:5)

I had turned to the Book of Ephesians and started reading; the Lord had led me there because revelation hit me like a tidal wave. Watchman Nee has stated that spiritual truth comes to us in much the same way a flashbulb would light a darkened room.
I was writing down notes so fast and going “oh my word, oh my word!” afraid I wouldn’t get everything down that was revealed to me.

 Ephesians 1:15-23 “Therefore I also, after I heard of your faith in the Lord Jesus and your love for all the saints, do not cease to give thanks for you, making mention of you in my prayers: that the God of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of glory, may give to you the spirit of wisdom and revelation in the knowledge of Him,  the eyes of your understanding being enlightened; that you may know what is the hope of His calling, what are the riches of the glory of His inheritance in the saints, and what is the exceeding greatness of His power toward us who believe, according to the working of His mighty power which He worked in Christ when He raised Him from the dead and seated Him at His right hand in the heavenly places, far above all principality and power and might and dominion, and every name that is named, not only in this age but also in that which is to come.

And He put all things under His feet, and gave Him to be head over all things to the church, which is His body, the fullness of Him who fills all in all.

Eph 2:5-6 “even when we were dead in trespasses, made us alive together with Christ (by grace you have been saved), and raised us up together, and made us sit together in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus…for by grace you have been saved through faith, and that not of yourselves; it is the gift of God, not of works, lest anyone should boast. For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand that we should walk in them.”

This is what God laid on my heart about the dream:

God has confirmed, as above, that we are created in Christ for good works, and that He wants us to know what our calling is.
However, looking back at myself, I realise when someone asks me for biblical advice I am all too happy to help and I spew out answers immediately “just because I know the answer.” In essence I was treating Jesus and the Word like a textbook, like something commercial, just to refer back to. Obviously we need to give answers based on scripture, but I think because I am always excited to give an answer and help and teach, I don’t stop to pray about it first. Some instances don’t need an immediate answer, but prayer and waiting on the Lord instead. In hindsight, I sometimes did not check in with God first on what He wanted me to tell this person and receive His direction, but I relied on my own understanding (Prov 3:5). After all, I don’t have the answers, only God does, and He is the source of all wisdom and knowledge.

So at the point I felt I had my head up against a wall, going nowhere and not doing more. The reason for that is I was trying to find more of my calling for God in my own way and time, without leaning on Him for guidance. I’m a bit of a control freak and I guess that spilled over into my spiritual life! I was running, but He waiting for me to catch up in the other direction.

Looking further on in Ephesians God gently showed me that the same power that He used to raise up His precious Son is the same power that works within us! He raised us up together with Christ, and we all sit together in the heavenly places.
So, He has given me the power, as a gift. And in due time He will lead me to what He needs me to do; but I can’t lead myself there or do this on my own. He said, “You have the power because of My Son, but if you go this alone, I’m not coming with you!” Yikes! Then this was confirmed when I turned to Ephesians 2:5-6 and it says that we can’t go around doing things ourselves and then being able to brag about it. If you go it alone without God’s guidance and instruction, you are doing it in your own strength and you will ultimately glorify yourself.

God knows the plans He has for me, and us, (Jer 29:11) but we just need to learn to give up the control mechanisms and submit to His perfect will and reigning authority! Or we go alone. So every time I see the control coming, I remember Jesus taking a sip of Coke 😉

Do our pets go to Heaven? A dream..

Anyone who knows me knows I am crazy about animals! For many years I have studied on finding the pet lovers’ answer to “will I see my pet in Heaven with me? I have prayed countless times asking God for an answer. On this day, I think He kindly gave it to me.

There’s this wonderful doggie I watched a video of one day in 2012 on Godvine – it was very sad and it made me cry my eyes out at my desk at work. Ol’ Boy was a dog in America that lived on the streets his entire life with no one to love him. Animal rescuers fetched him when he was lying down howling in pain for 3 days from disease and tick bite fever. In his last few days on earth they took him home with them and gave him love. He passed away at least knowing the loving touch of a human hand and a blanket.

Then I had this awesome dream of Ol’ Boy the night after. I was on the front lawn of someone’s house in America. I could see it was America by the type of house.
I first saw Ol’ Boy in the sky with his name written beneath him. Then suddenly he was on the lawn next to me looking very healthy and in good condition.
This little boy (about 12 years old) then came out of the house, who I expected was the owner and was neglectful of him. I never saw his face at first, but I could see he had dark brown, thick, shiny, wavy hair. He walked up to Ol’ Boy and I was relieved  to see him lovingly cradle him and play with him while crouched down on the grass with him.

Then the little boy looked up at me and his face shone with beauty- he had amazing crystal blue eyes that actually looked like precious gems, pure white teeth and red lips and he broke out into a huge stunning smile toward me. The smile radiated and his face was much more beautiful than I have ever seen on earth. It was almost not real, it was like his beauty was exaggerated.
The way he looked at me with that smile, I felt in the dream, was to reassure me that Ol’ Boy is ok with him and they’re happy. Then the dream ended.

I loved this dream. It has given me hope that my pets are in Heaven. A hope I have had my entire life and one that I ask Jesus about all the time. I am hoping that the dream was from God, and the little boy was an angel.

Revelations 19:6

I had this dream in about 1998. It was the time of rave culture and I was into clubbing and raves. I dreamt that me and a group of my friends went to this big rave in Spain. I have no idea why it was in Spain, I hadn’t been there yet.

We got there and it looked like the rave was held on a huge sports field and it had a stage like a concert does. My friends all ran towards it excitedly but I stayed behind for some reason. I had one of those little black plastic bikes you can get from the garage that little kids ride and I was riding that! I remember the roads were cobbled and I was riding down a hill.

All of a sudden, I felt this fear in the air. Maybe fear is the wrong word but I sensed something bigger than me around and I was very uncertain. The people who were walking around town just disappeared and I was all alone. The sky grew overcast with these dark grey and black clouds and it was then that I definitely grew fearful.

Suddenly I saw Jesus in the sky, right above me. To say He was about two buildings high is not an exaggeration! He was all I could see in front of me. I could not see His face as He had turned His back toward me. I heard His voice say, “Behold, I am coming soon!” He was wearing a blood red robe and as I looked at it I saw written on the back of it “King of Kings, Lord of Lords”. I took this as a severe warning to stop the sinful life of clubbing and partying. Being ready for the coming of the Lord Jesus is so much more rewarding than a self absorbed life wretched with all sorts of sin.

REVELATION 19:16 — And on His robe and on His thigh He has a name written, “KING OF KINGS, AND LORD OF LORDS.”