An Angel Of The Lord Led Us

Another dream…

We Christians are being rounded up and kept in a fortress. No barbed wire, but banks of earth surround us, placed there by the government. It was not kept locked; you could come and go from its entrance, but there really was no reason to go elsewhere, for there was nothing outside of it except desolation, or more compounds just like it farther away.
I kept trying to warn those around me, that this government would one day start killing us, (because we were Christians,) but they thought me crazy, and no one really believed me.

Then one fine bright sunny day, on a government-declared holiday, (similar to America’s Fourth of July,) a girlfriend, (somewhat,) came running up to me and my family, just as we were about to step out into the busy public picnic area, calling my name frantically. When she reached us, she told me that I was right; the government was going to kill everyone in the compound, and that she had just seen (and overheard) the pilots talking as they filled up their planes with the poisons.

These were the same three planes that had been scheduled to take part in an acrobatic air show, in honor of the mandated holiday. 

She described the poisons as being in two parts, one was a gas the pilots called ‘krylon’, (I could be spelling that wrong,) and the other part was some kind of microscopic computer kill chip that was suspended in a mixture of synthetic blood. This chip was designed to penetrate the skin within moments, and would then be transported directly to the heart, where it attached itself and detonated a powerful electric charge, thereby causing the heart to stop beating. It could travel, (given enough time,) and was programmed to seek out all human life forms within the contained area. When all the people had been killed off, the chips self-destructed and became inert.  

We heard the roar of the planes engines as they took to the air. We knew that they would soon be circling round to dump their spray onto the unsuspecting people, as they gathered to picnic out in the main park. 

There was no time to run back to warn anyone, nor retrieve any of our belongings, so we started running towards the outer embankments of the compound as fast as we could.

When we were in sight of the embankment, we seen three large planes begin to descend towards us, but I yelled at everyone to keep running. (They were about to give up, thinking it hopeless, but the Spirit of God kept pushing me forward.)

When the planes were almost above us, I seen them open up their bellies, and begin to spray the reddish-brown fluid down upon us and the city. They thought they had gotten us with the poison, but instead had just missed us by a moment or two, thanks to an odd gust of wind that kicked up as we ran.

As we neared the embankment, I searched for one of the tunnel openings, (like an under-pass of a freeway, but with a shallow stream of water beneath it,) and found one not too far ahead. As we ran to it, we heard the planes circle around for another pass, and hid in some bushes nearby, till they passed over us again. (They did not try to spray us again, for they did not see us.)

Then we scrambled over the rocks and water, as we climbed up and out of the tunnel opening. I had gone last, and just as my foot crossed over it, steel-poled gates fell down from the top of the tunnel, sealing everyone else in. We were all surprised by the gates, for no one had even known that they were there.

The Holy Spirit quickly led us out into the ‘desolation’ area, and away from the compound, towards another compound nearby, that had not been scheduled yet for their ‘altercation’. The ‘desolation’ area was called this, because it had no stores or homes in it, and had been ‘returned’ to its ‘natural’ state. But there were scrub bushes, trees, and some patches of grass around us, so it was somewhat simple to remain hidden from prying eyes, as we traveled to the next compound. (There were no real roads to speak of; air travel had become the preferred way to travel. That or subways beneath the earth.)

As we entered into this next compound, and tried to blend in, we realized that we stood out somewhat, in that our dress was just a little different than the others there. So we still kept to the shadows and the greenery, hoping to blend in enough to pass.

I need not have worried. As we entered, an angel of the Lord appeared before us, and led us through the town, to a place where we were told would be safe for us for a while.

As we passed through the center of the town, we went by little kiosks of food snacks that people were selling to the passer-bys. The angel of the Lord led us close to one of them, and asked us if we were hungry, (we were famished, but just realized this at that moment,) and then motioned with his hand to the buckets of snacks, and said, “Eat.”

The nearest bowls of snacks held confections that were a swirled mix of white and milk chocolate, shaped into small sea shells. We each grabbed a handful or two, as we passed on by, being careful not to cause any to be spilled, (which would get the seller’s attention,) and thereby raising an alarm.

As we passed, I looked back to see how much we had taken from the seller. I was concerned that we had taken too much, and did not want the man to take a loss on his product, as I knew he was just trying to make a living by selling them. But when I looked closer, I found that the baskets were just as full as they had been before, with maybe a few more to top them off. I was relieved.

I kept thinking that we could be seen, and indeed were seen, but somehow, the angel of the Lord shielded us from being seen by those who might mean us harm.

When we reached the ‘safe’ houses, we were split up into different homes, so it would be easier to hide us from the authorities.

In the home I was placed in, one of them understood my problem and wanted me there, and her mate did not. They had one teenage son who was ill with a sore on his neck, and in bed.

Someone nearby, became suspicious of the house I was hiding in, and went to the local authorities. Soon, the government was at the door, to search the house, so I had to find a hiding place.

The first few times of this, was simple, for their search effort was only half-hearted; they came in mostly to question the mom and dad, and not really to search the whole house well to find me. But their visits became more frequent, and their searches more intense. At one point, I went downstairs, and was told by the Holy Spirit, to take a half-full (huge) box of blankets, and dump it over on top of me. When they came downstairs to search the room, they slit open the top of the box I was hiding under, pulled out a few blankets, and then left, figuring I was not there.

The couple was worried about their son, concerned they would be denied help cause of me, so I asked them if they wanted me to lay my hands on the wound. Slowly, with uncertainty, they said yes.

When I went to go wash my hands first, God told me no, and to hold them up to the red heating lamp in their bathroom instead. But I felt this would not sanitize them well enough, so I went over to the mirrored sink and began washing my hands. But the voice inside reprimanded me. “You are not doing what I told you to do.” So I stopped, but it was too late; I had been seen by a police man.

He ran around front to get me, but I ran out the back door and away from the house.

Soon many were out searching for me, so I went underground in the subways to hide.

The subways of this city amazed me; they were so perfectly covered in glossy light blue-green square tiles, reminiscent of the color of water. They were on the floor, the walls, and even the ceiling.

As I made my way down, every so often God would tell me to hide, or press myself into the halls alcove areas that were spread out at regular intervals, and remain still. But after a while I began to question this, for I never seen anyone else in the tunnels. I was about to not do it, when God let me know that I was to do so, for the tunnels were watched by remote sensors that picked up movement, every few minutes or so. The Holy Spirit was helping me avoid the motion detectors, by having me duck into the little ‘doorway-like’ alcoves whenever the sensor was trained to where I was. So I followed the Holy Spirit’s nudges as I made my way through the tunnels.

At one point, I could have taken a right turn, yet I sensed it would only lead me down into further trouble, as it clearly sloped downwards as far as I could see, deeper into the earth, and I could hear the faint sounds of voices and human habitation echoing off the walls in the distance. In that hallway, there were no alcoves, and I sensed from the Holy Spirit that there were no motion sensors there either.  


Then my alarm went off, and I woke up.

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10 comments on “An Angel Of The Lord Led Us

  1. it’s something to think about, many in the future being beheaded and some also through other means being executed also,(rev 6:9, 20:4) and that it’s said-those who remain and are alive at His coming. Some will survive, like in the dream-be led and provided for. Many of these dreams bring up thoughts on what is God’s wrath as shown in scripture, vs the wrath of the beast and man and other things.

    Some in today’s TV land church might confuse suffering hardship/persecution as God’s wrath, which it is not and in fact said we will suffer persecution. Whether one believes we get caught up or we are here but kept from wrath we will see more persecution of born agains, globally. Also in some dreams you see those who stop or turn away/leave etc..many will fall away during the persecutions/hardships. If we know any who have opted for the TV prosperity teachers we can warn them still through scripture and prophecy and dreams which also show much similar has occurred before in history only the coming times will be like no other, much much worse.

    Seeing the beginnings of these things look up and rejoice our redemption draws nigh. It’s helpful to consider those today who are persecuted and the early church and before them from the angle of persecutions and hardships and how they believed/behaved and so on. I used the example of hebrews 10:34 to point out something to a fellow believer, they said-I’d sue!!..but I said keep in mind they had courts, rights..when the early followers were branded as undesirables their rights were taken away also. It’s like many today can’t grasp how bad it’ll be..bring a lawsuit?, when your an undesirable(or whatever the popular term they’ll use) and persecuted by the very authorities? Like they think we’ll somehow not follow the beast..the majority already and have always followed when they remain apart from Christ. Such is the world, follow Christ and our kingdom is not made by the hands of men. :))

  2. Hello. Thank you very much for sharing this dream. It lines up with much that I’ve heard from others. I remember seeing a report about how the UN plans to establish “zones” where people can live while returning the rest of the land back to its natural state. It’s called “rewilding” and is one of the many plans that are in play at the moment.

    I had a dream a couple of nights ago, however, it wasn’t as elaborate as yours. There was this maze, big enough to walk through, and a line of people that was in this maze. I was in this line of people and we were slowly moving forward. I began to near the final curve and I knew that beyond that final curve, there was a gillotine. We were to be beheaded for our testimony of Jesus. I awakened just as the gillotine began to come into view.

    I don’t know what the maze resembled, but as soon as I awakened, I knew that the dream had a dual purpose. The first was a reminder that we are soon to face things that will catch most of our contemporaries by surprise. Second, it was a revelation that I need to prepare spiritually more than I have been. In the dream, I was beginning to get scared as I was nearing the gillotine. Had this been the real thing, such a fear would put one in serious danger of compromising their testimony in exchange for a few more days in the flesh.

    Thanks again for sharing this. I placed it on Twitter and plan to link to it on my blog. These events, unthinkable as they may seem, are being planned by the members of the 500 million club. As I was reading your account, the method by which the government caused people to assemble in a large area (holiday, celebration) What a clever way to round up in those whom the globalists consider to be excess population.

    Blessings always in Jesus name.

    • Oh Timbob!

      I’m glad you have spread the dream out there; maybe it will be an encouragement to someone else outside this site’s reach!

      When I first had the dream, I really didn’t think it could happen in my life time. But a few months or so ago, I came across an article that described a new scientific invention; synthetic blood! Put that together with the nano tech advancements, and I realized that the dream was no longer so ‘science fiction’ as it once seemed to be. Chilling.

      Thanks for sharing your dream. It serves as a reminder for me too…

      Blessings to you as well,
      C. Dunamis

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  4. Hi Timbob. Some thoughts on being prepared for more then we thought, and it’s not about anyone or their catching up beliefs but just some things in general. Of course we know we’ll have tribulations and persecutions but for me I’ve noticed in the general sense that many will say at times..oh well, we don’t need to worry as we’ll be raptured outa here. I also don’t worry, none should, but as you pointed out, being strong in the Lord in the face of even the most extreme persecution is a good’s not a worry thing, but a strong in the Lord thing. There’s some debate as to that catching up timing, and the wrath of God isn’t the same as the wrath of satan and man’s wrath either, being persecuted isn’t God’s wrath, so being prepared to go if and all the way, strong in Christ, is a stronger course. Anything short of extreme persecutions would be nice however :))

    I find helps in studying the persecutions, and just hard economy and more, those before us suffered as shown in the bible and how they acted and remained strong and also those persecuted today. And none of this is doom and gloom, instead it’s a paying attention to the developments and a looking forward to being with the Lord, seeing the beginnings of these things look up and rejoice..yet being strong to be useful vessels before that day..being near results in many things and joy, which is very strong for us. It seems as I study those before us, I also shed more of this world..odd huh lol

    The times we’re in are very exciting on the one hand, and can cause grief on the other…many are wandering, lost, and we, the vessels of use, faith comes by hearing, how shall they hear unless one is sent..look up and rejoice, draw near and keep speaking the truth with love and patience to those who oppose themselves and with prayer that God would grant any repentance leading to the acknowledging of the Truth..being sober minded and joyful and strong we can bear much fruit in these day’s and the day’s to come :))

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  6. Hi, I love your dreams. I had at least two similar dreams of being hunted by the AC government, both were so detailed as your dream above. It’s so amazing how the Lord reveals to us what’s coming up which I believe is His way of preparing us when that time comes.

    Thanks, by the way, for reading and following my blog.

    Blessings & Love in Yeshua,


    • Hi Cynthia,

      I love your blog as well! Finding another Christian writer who posts their dreams and or messages from the Lord Has not been easy for me; finding yours was like opening a special present given to me from Jesus! I’ve only begun to read some of your posts, but I look forward to discovering them all.

      The last two you have posted, on the topic of abortion, moved me greatly. It has been the third time I’ve run across the topic in the past two days, all while asking the Lord what He wanted me to post next. It brought back to mind a dream I had a while back on the topic of abortion. When I had first been given the dream, I had shelved it in one of my journals, thinking it was simply to hard for anyone else to stomach. But Reading your blog entry made me realize, that however harsh it may seem, it was now time to bring it forth. The Lord even highlighted the exact words I was to use as the title. It moved me so much that I cried and wept as I finished typing it. I plan to post it within the next 48 hours. So thank you very much for being an obedient daughter of Yah!

      C. Dunamis

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