“At that time the kingdom of heaven will be like ten virgins who took their lamps and went out to meet the bridegroom. Five of them were foolish and five were wise. The foolish ones took their lamps but did not take any oil with them. The wise ones, however, took oil in jars along with their lamps. The bridegroom was a long time in coming, and they all became drowsy and fell asleep” (Matthew 25:1-5).
God is speaking to His people.
Let us open with a prayer. Heavenly Father, you said in your Word (James 1:5) that if anyone lacks wisdom, then they should ask of you who gives generously to all without finding fault. I acknowledge, Lord, that I need the wisdom that only you can give; pour upon me your Spirit of wisdom, in Jesus name. Amen.
Healthy skepticism of things like words and visions and dreams, within a prophetic context, is wise. Yes, God promises to pour out His Spirit in the last days (Joel 2:28; Acts 2:17), but Jesus also warned that there would be false prophets as well (Matthew 7:15), in whatever forms Jesus had in mind. Nothing I have received is new; the Bible is already written, and God has always spoken to me through, and according to, His Word, so I praise God that He sometimes speaks to me through visions and dreams. I do my best to share just as the Spirit has shared with me, and I share what I share out of love, along with the same sense of urgency that was relayed to me. I have to be careful though with interpretation, because interpretation is an opportunity for sin to skew God’s message. A symbol may hold a specific meaning to me, but may not convey the same meaning to you. And as with any dream, some symbols seem to mean nothing at all, filler for my brain I suppose. So, what I share is oftentimes general, without too much embellishment. I try to take the utmost care with what God has entrusted me, and I continue learning to be careful, particularly in terms of how and when and to whom I share. As in Jeremiah 28, it’s easy to believe prophesies we want to hear or those which align with our beliefs; the devil’s quite cunning. By the way there is criteria for testing prophesies in Deuteronomy 13:1-3; 18:21-22 and 1 John 4:1-3.
Jesus wasn’t addressing those outside the church when He said, with regard to the church of Laodicea, “So, because you are lukewarm—neither hot nor cold—I am about to spit you out of my mouth” (Revelation 3:16). Yes, Revelation is a book of hope to Christians, but it is one of condemnation to those who do not heed its teachings. In the ten years that I have received dreams and visions, many I’ve recorded in this blog, I don’t think a single one dealt all that much with those outside the church. No, the focus has primarily been those on the inside, i.e. professing Christians. Although I believe that some of what I have been shown does deal with future times, the majority seems to address the present. It is much like pulling back a veil and seeing things happening now in a spiritual context, but even with this, here I am stepping into interpretation, which wasn’t outright given to me, so I’ll proceed no further down that path.
On a few occasions, people have expressed interest in my dreams and visions pertaining to what God has shown me about our present, as well as what He has shown to me about what is to come. So I have decided to share the twelve, which seem most relevant, and meaningful, to the times in which we find ourselves. Four of the twelve are written out here, and links to the remaining eight are provided below. There is also a link near the bottom to view all posts.
I will begin by revisiting The One Working Behind the Scenes. This post is an account of one of my first spiritual, or prophetic dreams, and there were more to follow, as I would find out in the coming weeks, months, and years. These dreams generally come in seasons, which is good, because I don’t get much rest on those nights, and the dreams have a clarity, as well as a permanence, normal dreams most often lack. I have come to understand these dreams as Holy Spirit showing me spiritual matters presented in such a way that my mind can comprehend and communicate to others. During this same period, my mother’s first aneurysm was foretold to me in a different dream.
The dream began with me standing in what appeared to be the shoe department of a department store with a little old man sitting in one of the fitting chairs across the room. I walked over to the old man and noticed a pair of shoes sitting on the table across from him. I picked up the shoes and looked at the price ticket. On the ticket, there were two red symbols and some other writing. I have no recollection of what was written on the ticket; however, whatever it was angered me greatly, as though the store was deliberately hiding something from the public. I turned to the old man, who was identified to me as an employee, and began to question him. Our exchange quickly turned into a spectacle attracting the attention of a few people standing off to our right on the edge of what appeared to be a huge terminal filled with rows and rows of couches with people sleeping on them.
Next, I was in a darkened corridor of an old house with a staircase at the far end where Satan stood staring at me. He presented himself as a middle-aged Caucasian man with a slender build and blond slicked back hair. His outward appearance was unthreatening and unimpressive, but the presence emanating from within was of immense power and rage. Because he was able to appear to be many things at the same time, it’s difficult to do his description justice. In this persona, I distinctly recall that he was called Number One, and his purpose, or function, was as the one working behind the scenes. The designation as Number One and the one working behind the scenes were distinct characteristics purposefully conveyed. Satan was furious, because of the attention my protest was attracting.
Satan surrounded me like a serpent squeezing its prey. His eyes were glowing electric blue and his face was filled with an intense fierceness and hatred. I knew that his intentions were deadly, and the threat was real. Frightened and overwhelmed, I barely mustered up the courage to utter a rebuke in the name of Jesus, which to my complete surprise, he disregarded. I realize that in my weakness that I was without faith, but the Lord was faithful, and met my need at the precise and perfect moment. Filled with the Holy Spirit, who was outraged at Satan’s insolence, I stomped my foot and declared with boldness, “How dare you defy the name of Jesus!” Unlike the first, my second rebuke resulted in his instantaneous retreat back across the corridor. A terrible dread seized his face, for this time it was not I who rebuked him, but the Spirit of God within me. Staring back at me with contempt, Satan crept up the stairs as one who was physically pummeled. Although he was beaten, I knew that we would cross paths again.
Finally, I was back in the terminal where I found a friend sleeping on one of the couches. I grabbed him by the arm and dragged him away. Then I woke. “Whoever has ears, let him hear” (Matthew 11:15).
I had this dream sometime back in 2011. Fast forward nine years later, and the warning I received then, seems every bit as relevant today. Everything about the unseen forces at work in the background, from their viciousness toward anyone who opposed, or exposed, their agenda to the unsuspecting masses lulled to sleep, seemed a lot like a coordinated effort to censor information that strayed from the approved narrative. The part of the dream I found most heart wrenching was seeing loved ones, family and friends, asleep in the terminal, and I was only able to help one. God was trying to convey an urgent message that night, and still now, to anyone who reads this account. “For God does speak—now one way, now another—though no one perceives it. In a dream, in a vision of the night, when deep sleep falls on people as they slumber in their beds, he may speak in their ears and terrify them with warnings, to turn them from wrongdoing and keep them from pride, to preserve them from the pit, their lives from perishing by the sword” (Job 33:14-18). Sadly though, I find myself put in mind of the conversation, in Luke 16, between Abraham and the rich man in torment. “He said to him, ‘If they do not listen to Moses and the Prophets, they will not be convinced even if someone rises from the dead’” (24).
Next, I am revisiting Present Warnings. The spirit of the Lord came to me in three dreams, on different occasions, over a period of a few years; I believe between 2011 and 2014. The dreams were intended to communicate present warnings and each was a commentary on the state of world affairs.
From Present Warnings:
A man bought a house so large that he could not afford the upkeep. The house was collapsing around him, yet he toiled as though there was nothing wrong. After his predicament became plain to see, the man still delighted in the house. He clung desperately to what he thought he had until the house, along with its contents, finally faded into dust. The whole time, the enemy scurried about as a spider observing all that was happening. This was a metaphor of our culture and a dire warning; no one will be able to plead ignorance before the Lord. We cling to what is seen and delight, but soon what is seen will pass away. “For since the creation of the world God’s invisible qualities—his eternal power and divine nature—have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made, so that people are without excuse” (Romans 1:20).
I saw a row of three rotating gears carved out of stone, perhaps, on the side of a cliff. The three gears were equal in size, massive, and rotating clock-wise. Groups of people were carried on each of the cogs of the three gears. As the gears meshed together, the people standing on the cog of the first gear would step onto the cog of the next until reaching the end of the third gear at which time they fell off into the darkness below symbolizing death. Occasionally, people would fall off while moving between gears symbolizing premature death. This process continued undisturbed for a time until the cogs of the first gear began to crumble. One by one, each cog crumbled like dominos, yet the people continued to conduct their business. This process continued until nothing was left of the three gears, and all the people had fallen into the darkness below. A metaphor of life: “For in the days before the flood, people were eating and drinking, marrying and giving in marriage, up to the day Noah entered the ark; and they knew nothing about what would happen until the flood came and took them all away. That is how it will be at the coming of the Son of Man” (Matthew 24:38-39).
I was standing at the bottom of stairs in what appeared to be an ancient temple complex. It was night time, and there were torches and fire pits burning all around. Mid ways up the stairs set three stone thrones positioned prominently and purposefully. The thrones represented a satanic trinity. The throne representing the father was flanked on both sides, by thrones representing the son and the spirit, on the step below. Meanwhile, within the complex, people were conversing and carrying on with their business, unaware that Satan was among them.
“For in the days before the flood, people were eating and drinking, marrying and giving in marriage, up to the day Noah entered the ark; and they knew nothing about what would happen until the flood came and took them all away. That is how it will be at the coming of the Son of Man” (Matthew 24:38-39). The world hasn’t changed all that much, from the days of the flood, and our world will grow to resemble Noah’s day, more and more, as time draws closer to the Lord’s return. Therefore, I pray for revival and repentance, as well as daily renewal for myself, for I am not without sin, nor am I immune to the enemy’s schemes. I am convinced that it’s absolutely critical that none of us think too highly of ourselves; rather, as Paul instructed the Roman believers, regard ourselves with sober judgement (12:3).
Next, I am revisiting Teachable Moments. The spirit of the Lord came to me in a dream back in April, 2018.
From Teachable Moments:
The Spirit of God came to me in a dream last night, and this is what I was shown. I was standing in the sanctuary of a church. The church was reminiscent of the church of my childhood, but the time and the people were of present day. The people in the pews were talking and carrying on with each other; there was disorder; no one was paying attention. The pastor looked at me and said that there was no reason to continue; he said that not enough people had come. At first, I found his statement peculiar, as the room was full of people, but then I realized that he wasn’t talking about quantity. Church was dismissed, and everyone went on their way. It was nighttime. “Jesus went through all the towns and villages, teaching in their synagogues, proclaiming the good news of the kingdom and healing every disease and sickness. When he saw the crowds, he had compassion on them, because they were harassed and helpless, like sheep without a shepherd. Then he said to his disciples, ‘The harvest is plentiful but the workers are few. Ask the Lord of the harvest, therefore, to send out workers into his harvest field’” (Matthew 9:35-38).
Later I was lead to a mid-entry home. I walked inside and stood in the entry way. The stairs up were on the right, the stairs down were on the left, and the home had a familiar feel, although I cannot place it exactly. There was so much darkness in the house, so much so that I was frozen with fear. I could literally see streams of darkness floating in the air, if you can imagine such a thing. The darkness was so heavy and so oppressive that I could hardly move under its weight. Jesus was with me, and I told the Lord that I could go no further, but I also would not flee. Then a man turned the corner of the lower level and started up the stairs toward me. He had the outline of a man, but he appeared blurry and greyish in color. I tried to look at him directly, but my line of sight kept being redirected around him. The man projected hate and malice; murderer proceeded him; I believe he was the enemy. I rebuked the man in Jesus’ name, but he was unmoved. I asked him, “Would you dare defy the name of Jesus? Would you defy the Son of God?” And the man answered, much to my surprise, “Hell yea!”, and rushed me. Immediately, I awoke startled and shaken. The power of darkness was emphasized, not to glorify the enemy, but to glorify God, as well as remind me that I can do nothing of my own initiative (John 15:5). And all the Lord asked of me, in that moment, was to trust him enough to stand my ground; Jesus was in control.
The dream interpretation included two parts. The first part is that Christ is the church, and those in Christ are his Body; that which the powers of hell will not overcome. The institutional church belongs to Satan; that which man has made in his own image. Now the two are intertwined and nearly indistinguishable, but when the Son of Man comes in his glory, he will separate them as a shepherd separates the sheep from the goats. And both will ask the Lord the same question: when did we see you hungry or thirsty or a stranger or needing clothes or sick or in prison, and did not help you? (Matthew 25:31-46).
The second part is that God has directed my steps and is delivering me into the hands of the enemy; this is something He foretold would happen some time ago. Am I afraid? At the moment, I am. I do not know what to do, I am totally overwhelmed. And that is exactly where I am supposed to be, a place of complete dependence. I feel pressure to take action, but I have not been directed to act. I feel pressure to retreat, but I have not been directed to run. I have only been directed to stand my ground. I have to trust God; he alone will deliver me; he alone will bring his plan to fruition. I am neither qualified, nor equipped, to do anything on my own. I find that it’s in my total disadvantage that I have the advantage (Deuteronomy 31:8; Jeremiah 10:23).
Finally, I am revisiting In the Background. What I’ve shared so far was seen in the foreground; the background is a whole other matter; perhaps, God willing, I’ll share another day. I’m a new creature in Christ, but this new creature is still operating, at least for now, in a body of flesh, and that flesh has limitations. My brain cannot possibly process all the information presented all at once; it takes time and prayer. I’ve reached the end of what God has given me to share for now. Remember the Parable of the Sheep and the Goats; these are teachable moments we receive.
From In the Background:
This scripture keeps coming up and for good reason. It is a glaring warning to heed. It should make every one of us, especially professing Christians, at least a little uncomfortable; uncomfortable enough to cause us to self-reflect. “But mark this: There will be terrible times in the last days. People will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, boastful, proud, abusive, disobedient to their parents, ungrateful, unholy, without love, unforgiving, slanderous, without self-control, brutal, not lovers of the good, treacherous, rash, conceited, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God—having a form of godliness but denying its power. Have nothing to do with such people” (2 Timothy 3:1-5). So far, I’ve shared the foreground of some of the dreams given to me by the Holy Spirit. Now, I’m going to write about what I saw in the background.
If my dreams have been any indication, great change is drawing near, and the world will be drastically different from the one we know; our complacency will be shattered. I saw city streets empty and buildings abandoned; the population significantly diminished. I saw people who were constantly on the move; hurrying from place to place seeking shelter and provision. I suspect many of them were placing their hopes on a rapture that would come, in due time, but not as soon as they would like. My feeling is that events failed to unfold as expected, and they were caught off guard. “Then you will be handed over to be persecuted and put to death, and you will be hated by all nations because of me. At that time many will turn away from the faith and will betray and hate each other, and many false prophets will appear and deceive many people. Because of the increase of wickedness, the love of most will grow cold, but the one who stands firm to the end will be saved. And this gospel of the kingdom will be preached in the whole world as a testimony to all nations, and then the end will come” (Matthew 24:9-14).
“For in the days before the flood, people were eating and drinking, marrying and giving in marriage, up to the day Noah entered the ark; and they knew nothing about what would happen until the flood came and took them all away. That is how it will be at the coming of the Son of Man” (Matthew 24:38-39). In the world I saw, it was night even in the daytime; this was something that always struck me. The sky could be bright and sunny, yet it felt like night to me. I saw powers and principalities operating right out in the open, and I sometimes had trouble differentiating between man and demon; this filled me with the greatest dread. And from what I could tell, there were other people simply carrying on with the business of life, even though the ground was clearly crumbling beneath their feet. A few times, I noticed Satan observing me from a distance; he never dared to approach.
See also Daybreak, Babylon the Great, Babylon the Great Continued, Kingdom Come, Kingdom Come Continued, Harvest, The Executioner, and The Seven Things Jesus Said to Me, click/press the appropriate link, and a new window should open.
As I re-read these posts, I noticed the same themes emerging over and over again: “At that time the kingdom of heaven will be like ten virgins who took their lamps and went out to meet the bridegroom. Five of them were foolish and five were wise. The foolish ones took their lamps but did not take any oil with them. The wise ones, however, took oil in jars along with their lamps. The bridegroom was a long time in coming, and they all became drowsy and fell asleep” (Matthew 25:1-5). Reading them now, after the fact, as opposed to back when they were occurring, has sure been eye opening. Even if you think nothing of the dreams and visions, themselves, please think enough to pray and get into scripture. God is not silent; He is speaking to His people. Considering some of my dreams took place quite a few years ago, and many seem to describe a time not unlike the one we are living in right now, may they be a source of encouragement, as well as serve as a reminder, that He is in control.
The End Times aren’t going to unfold quite how many have predicted and taught, so throw out your detailed chronological timelines and road to rapture check off lists. Don’t let them stumble you anymore. God wins, and His people will endure to the end (Matthew 24:13). It’s normal to feel afraid, but don’t surrender, or be overwhelmed, by dread and sorrow. Instead, we, in Christ, have every reason to be filled with hope and joy as we prepare for the Bridegroom’s return (Philippians 2:12-13); those who have forsaken the idol savior, that antichrist spirit, fashioned in our own likeness and morality; those He never knew (Matthew 7:23). Lastly, let’s not resort to temporal weapons in our battle against what are ultimately spiritual forces (Ephesians 6:12). After all, Christ conquered the mighty Roman Empire with evangelism and martyrdom, not the sword.
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