Odd Post…

This is going to be a kind of odd post. I know that most people don’t really think much about their dreams, but dreams have always been something that I like to hear about. I have already said that my sister wants to go into writing, and I think it is partially this reason that our family is so interested in dreams; She dreams in epic stories, with fascinating characters, strange and amazing story lines, and tantalizing cliffhangers. I mean, it’s really amazing to hear some of her dreams—like listening to the plots blockbuster movies. Sometimes—just sometimes—I dream in the same way. But last night it was a nightmare.

I won’t say all of it here—mainly because it would be too tedious!—but also because some of it didn’t make since. But the dream was about the End Times. Things were going seriously wrong, but it was kind of different then I had imagined the End Times to be like. I guess I pretty much thought it would be like it was in “Left Behind”.  But it wasn’t. It was serious, it was scary, and it was strangely dangerous. I guess I had always thought that I would be strong enough in the last days, but that wasn’t true in my dream.

There were really frightening demonic attacks going on, where people just seemed to vanish from everyday life. We wanted to know what was happening, so we looked up people who knew stuff about demons. Well, we found someone. I thought she would be ok, because she was just about as scared as we were. But once we started, I realized that she was a medium. She sat us all down around a table, and waited until someone would talk to her… and someone did. And that someone—or something—told us that people we knew were going to go, to vanish like the rest had done.

It was really frightening. But somehow, I wanted to say it was ok, what we were doing. But waking up makes me realize again the importance of standing firm in our faith. In those last days, we’re going to need all the power from God that we can get, and if we start going through other means—like mediums or other things like that—He can’t really talk to us. And it’s so amazing what one wants to forgive, when one starts going our own way. “Oh, she’s ok. It’s not really magic. And anyway, we’ve all got to get to God in our own way.” NOT!!! That just simply is not true! I mean, yes, we all have different lifestyles, and we can come to God from whatever angle we are in, here on earth. But that gal in my dream wasn’t coming to God. I mean, she said she was, but she really didn’t act like it! All she wanted to do was scare us.

But in the end, that dream teaches me that I need to keep guard. I need to make God first in my life, and not worry about the End Times. And I, for one, believe those times are upon us even now. Lets not worry or be scared. We don’t need to look for ways to frighten ourselves about the future—for we know what is yet to some. God rules! And He is going to rule! And looking away at those waves is making me forget that He is Sovereign! He loves us so much! And He is more powerful than any medium or demon!

But please pray for me! I am so weak, and I need to feel His strength! And I will pray for you, my readers. It is my honor and my joy to do so!

 

Shalom