Honestly, this has never been a pressing issue for me. Perhaps I, like everyone else, thinks about this as something that will happen “later”; that it’s really not my concern. But it has to happen some time, right? If the scriptures prophecy of this, then it has to happen because God has said “my words will not return to me void”.
I pray, constantly, for the people of the Lord, and the gospel going out to the nations. The church, in her present state, is a mess. So I am always asking the Lord what I, or we can do. The Lord seems to give me dreams when he desires to get through to me. I always wake up knowing that this is a message from the Lord. My Grandfather has come to me in night visions, and every time, they’ve come true.
A few weeks ago, he came to me again. In this dream, I began by thanking him for allowing me to bear his name, after which, I asked him a question that I have always wondered about. It seems, growing up, that older people would warn me “be careful what you do; someone in heaven is watching”. Could those that have gone on really watch us? I asked Grandpa if he could see us; observe us. He answered “no”. Surprised, I asked again “so, you can’t watch us”? Again, he said “no”. Makes sense. Why would we go on to our rest, only to have to watch the mess down here?
At this point, he turned to leave, so I grabbed his arm and asked him to give me something, some instruction, advice. He didn’t respond. I asked again, anything. My hopes were that he would give me some spiritual counsel; what he gave me was not st all what I was ready for. He looked right into my eyes and said “within two years, a great volcano will erupt in Wyoming, setting off catastrophic events across this country”. I immediately thought about the San Andreas and New Madrid fault lines. Then another thought hit me: “this will open us up to our enemies”, to which he replied “ yes, and they will come Quickly, led by evil men.” I awoke in a sweat.
Since this event, I’ve started researching, and found an enormous volcano beneath Yellowstone Park. There have been 1400 tremors there in the last two years. There are many articles dealing with this matter. I believe we should prepare.
Anyone who knows me realizes that I don’t seek the spotlight. I’m not a prognasticator of future events. I only know that the time is near, and that we must prepare. The Lord does not want us to fear, but prepare, in faith believing his words “my people will I preserve”. This will be a time of great confusion and grief. We believers need to stand in the gap and be ready to help. What a day of missionary work it will be! I only ask that you seek the Lord for a testimony, and set your homes in order. It’s coming. God bless.
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Since I had this dream, I’ve been praying for direction as to what I am to do with this experience. Do I take it to the church, and risk looking like a fool? Do I ignore it, and if the calamity takes place, and the people were caught unaware, remaining the eternal fool? I just wanted the Lords expectation.
On the night of January 4th, I had another dream. In this dream, I was at our church campground for a reunion. One brother called me into the dining hall, telling me I was needed. As I entered the room, all of the people were surrounding someone. When I entered the circle, there was a woman, laying on the floor with her head propped up against the wall. I recognized this woman! Only, I remembered her much healthier; she presently looked like she would soon pass away. Believing I was sent for to administer to her, I bent over and asked how I could be of service. She then asked me to tell her my dream. Surprised by her request, I knelt down next to her, and shared the dream. When I was done, she exclaimed “I believe it! I believe it!” I looked at her, and to my amazement, she looked much healthier; she had, taken strength. The dream ended.
As I awoke and pondered the dream, my thoughts were taken back to the woman. I knew her! But who was she? I then felt the Lord speak to my mind, and tell me that she was the Church. The young girl represented the youth of the Church. I was going to deal with her, but a more pressing issue came to me: the Church. If the Church is strong, the problem with the youth will take care of itself,
So, forward I go, trying to be an acceptable servant. I ask for your continued prayers on behalf of all who believe on him. The field is white, and the harvest great. Let us reap with our might while the day lasts. God bless.
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Since I had this dream, I’ve been praying for direction as to what I am to do with this experience. Do I take it to the church, and risk looking like a fool? Do I ignore it, and if the calamity takes place, and the people were caught unaware, remaining the eternal fool? I just wanted the Lords expectation.
On the night of January 4th, I had another dream. In this dream, I was at our church campground for a reunion. One brother called me into the dining hall, telling me I was needed. As I entered the room, all of the people were surrounding someone. When I entered the circle, there was a woman, laying on the floor with her head propped up against the wall. I recognized this woman! Only, I remembered her much healthier; she presently looked like she would soon pass away. Believing I was sent for to administer to her, I bent over and asked how I could be of service. She then asked me to tell her my dream. Surprised by her request, I knelt down next to her, and shared the dream. When I was done, she exclaimed “I believe it! I believe it!” I looked at her, and to my amazement, she looked much healthier; she had, taken strength. The dream ended.
As I awoke and pondered the dream, my thoughts were taken back to the woman. I knew her! But who was she? I then felt the Lord speak to my mind, and tell me that she was the Church. The young girl represented the youth of the Church. I was going to deal with her, but a more pressing issue came to me: the Church. If the Church is strong, the problem with the youth will take care of itself,
So, forward I go, trying to be an acceptable servant. I ask for your continued prayers on behalf of all who believe on him. The field is white, and the harvest great. Let us reap with our might while the day lasts. God bless.