The Letters J And H, And 3 Visions That Have Come True

Does anyone know of a government-owned historical building with the letters J and H in its name?

One of my kids came to me a few weeks ago, (the one who foreseen Obama becoming president,) and told me of a vision within a dream that they had. They seen some kind of government-owned historical building being destroyed, and the invasion of troops that surrounded it. This child said it had the letters J and then an H in its name. (Frustratingly the child couldn’t remember the full name.)

This child is not comfortable with some of these kinds of disaster visions/dreams, for the child feels like all it really does is to predict people’s deaths, and doesn’t see them furthering the kingdom of Christ or helping God’s people. I am hoping that by posting this out here on this web site, (BEFORE it happens,) that it WILL serve as a warning to others, and will somehow even end up preserving their life!

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Some have asked me, about some of the other dreams and visions that have come true. At first, I thought there could be no value in such sharing, for it is always easy for someone to come forth after the event, and then claim that they knew before hand what would happen.  Yet I am sensing that it would still be good to share some of them, to reveal just how some of these visions/dreams were given. It may provide an insight to others with a similar spiritual gift. So this week, I share three of them below:

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The one predicting Obama’s presidency (As yet, only half of this vision has come true.)

This was a vision, not a dream. The vision lasted only moments. A newscaster, with shoulder length (or around that length,) blonde hair, was wearing a pink-toned business jacket or suit of some kind, and was speaking into a microphone that she held up to her mouth. Behind her, was a low one-story red brick building. Suddenly, the doors to the building opened up, and a group of people came out. The reporter spoke. 

“President Barack Obama and his cabinet members have just exited the building…”

At this, a flurry of flash bulbs went off around the reporter, and other reporters tried to get the attention of the President, but the President just gave a quick nod and a slight smile at the cameras and reporters, and kept walking forward, surrounded by his cabinet members and helpers.

The reporter then continued. “We have been told that the President’s geo-engineering solution has failed, and that they were going to go back to the drawing board to begin the search for another solution to the problem…”

And at this, the vision abruptly ended.


A few days after this vision, the Democratic National Convention was trying to decide who they would back as their candidate for president, and they showed a picture of Barack Obama as one of the contenders on the TV screen. As soon as this child seen Obama, they boldly spoke up and told us that this man would be the next president of the United States. When I asked this child, “are you sure?” They shrugged and said “if not this election, then maybe the next one. But at some point, that man will become the president of the United States.” It was then, that the child told me of the vision.

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Japan’s 2011 Tsunami

This one was also a short vision. Huge tsunami waves were seen inundating what looked like well-tended farm lands, barns, and roads. When the waves reached an oil refinery, explosions of fireballs broke out, shaking the ground with its tremors. One of them almost looked like a mushroom cloud. Then the vision ended.

This child gave me this vision, a few months before the Japan Tsunami. For every day that nothing happened, we both had that eerie feeling, that something bad was going to happen. But neither of us sensed where it would take place, and as there were no tell-tale voices within the vision, we could not tell where it would hit.

When the Tsunami hit Japan, our whole family watched it as the TV news reports came in, showing the devastation. When the oil refineries were shown exploding, this child looked at me in shock, exclaiming “it’s exactly what I had seen in my vision! Exactly!” Then my child left the room, clearly upset. “I don’t want to see anymore,” this child told us. “I’ve already seen it anyways…”  

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Haiti’s 2010 Earthquake

This one was also a short vision. All this child could hear and see, were people screaming in terror, their voices suddenly being silenced, and at the same time seeing people running and all the buildings within view, wobble and then collapse in heaps on the ground. Despite the fact that my child had no idea what language these people were speaking, my child could tell that the survivors were crying out for help. This  child knew it was not in America, for most of the people were darker skinned, and looked like they lived in a warmer climate. 

My child did not know where or when this quake would strike, and the urge to somehow warn others was strong, but without more information, felt that they could not. “Besides,” this child thought, “who would take such a warning from someone like me seriously?”

When the news footage of the Haiti quake played over the television, this child sat there watching it for the first few moments, crying. “That was it,” the child told me. “That was the quake I seen in my vision…” 

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The Couples Scriptural Prayer

Our family reached another one of those ‘milestones’ this past week, and in retrospect, I found myself marveling at the miracle of our family still being together and in Him. When I wondered at what had caused us to receive such a blessing from Him, He reminded me of this prayer that He had given to me, during one of the hardest parts of our struggles. It is one that answered my question, “But Lord, what do I pray for?” It is a prayer that I have said, many, many times. So, in honor of one of my children’s graduation from high school, I would like to share it with you:  (Note: The numbers refer to scripture listed at the end.)

  
THE  COUPLES  SCRIPTURAL  PRAYER

 
(PRAISE:)
Dear Father in heaven, (1)
compassionate & gracious, slow to anger,
& abounding in love and faithfulness, (2)
From You comes all deliverance! (3)
(THANKFULNESS:)
Thank You Lord, for giving me
my spouse and our children! (4,5)
But most of all, thank You for the faith we have in You,
And for the changes this has brought to our lives! (6)
(REQUESTS:)
Help our family be united, of one heart
& mind, and focused on You. (21,36)
May Your will be done, & not ours. (50)
Soften our hearts to You & to each other,
And let us each hear Your voice within us today! (49)
Equip us with every good thing for doing Your will. (15, 26)
Gift to each of us, Your Spirit of wisdom & revelation,
& most importantly, the fruit of Your Holy Spirit, (42)
so that each of us, & even those around us,
will all come to know You better & better. (17,19)
Help us Lord, to put aside our own desires
so that we will become patient & Godly.
Help us to let go, be humble, & trust in You
so that You can have Your way with us,
and enable us to enjoy & like other people,
& finally grow to love them deeply. (25,38,45)
Bring health & nourishment to our bodies, (39)
When we lie down, remove all fear, & gift us with sweet sleep. (40)
Help us to go on our way in safety, and for Your sake, (27)
Gift us, our children, & our children’s children, with Your salvation,
long life, prosperity, honor, humbleness, contentment, pleasantness & peace. (34,41,45)
Fill us with Your mighty, glorious strength
So that we can keep going no matter what happens –
Always full of joy & thankfulness to You & the Father (22)
(FORGIVENESS:)
Turn to us & have mercy upon us (9) 
Forgive us of our sins & grant us life in You! (7,8)
Help us to forgive each other,
& to stop judging one another. (8,11)
Help us to not do anything that might cause another
to stumble or fall, but instead help us to do what leads
to peace & mutual edification in You. (29)
Help us to be affectionate & accepting of each other,
giving preference to each other in brotherly love,
in order to bring praise to You & Your name. (20,48)
(PROTECTION:)
Be a shield around us & guard us Lord; (28,10,32,26)
Protect us from all that is worldly, (46)
and help us to keep our eyes focused on You. (47)
Increase our faith; make us firm & steadfast in You. (16,44)
Flood our hearts with Your light (24)
So the spirits of Satan can not abide there. (23)
Preserve us, sustain us, comfort us & guide us;
do not let us stumble or fall. (35,33,26,10,32)
Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us
from the attacks of Satan & his legions (18)
Be with us always, keeping us from all evil & disaster! (37)
(CONCLUSION:)
We ask these things in the holy
& powerful name of JESUS. (43)
  Amen!

 
SCRIPTURE  REFERENCES:
1. Matthew 6:9                                                       26. Romans 8:16, Psalm 48:14
2. Psalm 86:15                                                        27. Psalm 122:6-9
3. Psalm 3:8                                                             28. Psalm 3:3
4. 1 Thess. 1:2                                                          29. Romans 14:19-20
5. Ephesians 3:16                                                   30. Acts 4:29-30
6. Colossians 1:3                                                     31. Psalm 55:23
7. 1 John 5:16                                                          32. Psalm 86:2
8. Matthew 6:12                                                      33. Psalm 55:22
9. Psalm 86:16                                                         34. Psalm 86:16
10. Thess 5:23                                                         35. Psalm 86:17
11. Romans 14:13                                                   36. Romans 15:5
12. 2 Thess 3:16                                                      37. 1 Chronicles 4:10
13. 3 John 1:2-3                                                      38. Romans 15:13
14. Philemon 1:6                                                     39. Proverbs 3:8
15. Hebrews 13:21                                                 40. Proverbs 3:23-24
16. Peter 5:10                                                          41. Proverbs 3:16-17
17. Ephesians 3:16-19, 1:16-19                        42. Galatians 5:22-23
18. Matthew 6:13                                                   43. Psalm 97:12, Jeremiah 32:18, John 14:13-14
19. 1 Thess. 3:12                                                     44. Luke 17:5
20. Romans 15:7                                                    45. James 4:10, 1 Peter 3:8
21. John 17:21                                                         46. 1 John 2:15-16
22. Col. 1:9-12, TLB                                               47. Matthew 14:29-31
23. Acts 26:18, Ephesians 2:2                           48. Romans 12:10
24. Ephesians 1:18                                                  49. Hebrews 4:7 & Genesis 4:9
25. 2 Peter 1:2-7                                                      50. Matthew 6:10

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Footsteps Of A Guardian Angel

This testimony was written years ago, (before I learned about the power of casting out the enemy and claiming God’s promises in Jesus name,) but it’s still very much worth sharing… 

       I listened to the peculiar squelching, sucking sound my husbands shoes made, as he walked up to our tent. It sounded like the rain had pounded the mud and gravel into quicksand.  
      When he opened the flap and crawled in, a flash of lightning bleached the sky colorless. Gnarled tree limbs swayed in the wind above us, and the ground a foot out from our tent, was flooded with water. Everything beyond, was black.     
      “The weather man was wrong,” I said, lowering my voice so our three year old wouldn’t wake up. “Looks like all of Lake Tahoe is in for quite a thunderstorm tonight.”
      My husband agreed with a nod.
      Lightning struck the sky again, momentarily tearing the darkness apart. I tried to count the seconds before its matching thunder answered it, but they happened at the same time. I tensed and wondered; were we within the storm itself?
      As we settled down for the night, I starred at the ceiling of our tent, unable to find peace. I could sense something was not right, but what?
      My eyes slowly roamed over the tent, taking in its features. Waterproof nylon surrounded us, the screened windows were shut, the new lantern hanging from the center, the six metal rods that supported the tent, …
      I pulled in my breath. Metal rods?
      Horror filled my heart. If lightening were to strike our tent… We’d be fried alive.
      I nudged my husband. “The poles that support the tent…they’re metal!”
      “They’re aluminum,” he corrected, trying to cast my fear away. “They don’t attract electricity like other metals do.”
      But I didn’t care if the poles wouldn’t attract lightening as much as other metals would. I didn’t want lightening to be attracted to them at all!
      Thunder rocked the ground, as a bolt of lightning cut through the cold night air. The resulting roar made our little girl scream.
      She scrambled out of her sleeping bag and into my arms. “I scared, mommy,” she said, tears filling her eyes, “it come get me!” 
      “Its O.K. kitten; Its just the storm. We’ll be all right.”
      She looked at me, eyes saucer huge, and I knew she was beginning to panic.  “Mommy,” she pleaded, “Make it stop, please make it stop!”
      I starred at her, at a loss of what to do. How could I take her fear away? I couldn’t even remove my own.  
      “Mommy,” she whimpered, “can’t you stop it?”
      “Oh honey,” I said, both empathizing and feeling hopeless, “Only God could make it stop.”
      “Will He?” she asked.  
      My heart felt heavy. “No honey,” I said, “probably not.”
      She cried then, and as I rocked her back and forth in my arms, I frantically searched the back of my mind for an answer. There must be something I could do to ease her mind. But what? 
      Wait a minute. My mother must have asked herself the very same question when I was a child. What did she do for me?
      She prayed for a guardian angel to watch over you.
      I spoke to her tentatively. “We could pray for one of God’s angels to come and watch over us. Would you like to try that?”
      She responded with doubt. “Protect me….from storm?” They were big words for her, so she pronounced them slowly.
      I couldn’t speak. All I could do was nod my head up and down.
      “Oh yes mommy!” she said, her voice full of hope, “Please, pray for one right now!”
      I closed my eyes, and felt a moment of doubt and then guilt, but I spoke. “Please dear Lord, send one of your angels down from heaven to watch over us tonight. Protect us from the storm, and let nothing bad happen to us, even in our dreams. Amen.”
      “Amen,” she echoed, and with a look of contentment upon her face, slid back down under her covers, and was asleep within minutes.    
      Moments later, we too settled back into our bed, and turned off the lantern.
      Unable to hear the sound of anything else, I listened to the storm rage around us. Tiny hairs on my arms tingled and stood up. With each streak of lightening that sliced through the sky, I found myself holding my breath. Would it strike us?  
      I could hear the even breathing of our three year old sleeping next to me, reminding me of the peace to be found in simple prayer. Oh, to be a child again! 
      If only I could find that peace! But I knew of nothing that would erase my fear, except a dry hotel room. And I knew my husband would not hunt one down in the middle of the night. He was one to chance it and ride it out. To him, it was an adventure.
      But for me, it was becoming a nightmare.
      Oh God, please help me….
      It was then that I heard the sound. I froze, listening. Now what? My heart seemed to jump into my throat. Something is right outside our tent.
      I listened again, and heard it clearer, louder. Definitely the sound of something moving, right outside our tent. But what? A bear? Warnings of them were stapled over the information booth, as you drove into the park. Yet that didn’t make sense. Why would a bear be out on a night like this?   
      I nudged my husband. “Do you hear that?”
      He nodded, already getting up and grabbing a hold on the lantern. I knew then, that it was not just my imagination. My husband did not get up out of a warm bed to investigate a sound, unless he knew something was there.
      We quietly undid the window’s zipper, and in one sweeping motion, flashed the strong lantern beam out towards the sound. My heart thudded in my chest, as I leaned out to look. What was it?  
      Nothing.
      And yet the sound continued. 
      Left, right, left, right, the sound of grinding gravel paused and pivoted, as it seemed to turn in front of the tent then pace in the opposite direction. I sucked in my breath. They sounded just like… footsteps.  
      Yet there was nothing.
      My husband laid back down, and I sat there, confused. What was it then? There was only one thing I knew of that could make that particular sound; the heavily booted footsteps of a full grown man.   
      “Do you hear the footsteps, too?”, I asked him.
      He nodded. “Probably just the rain.”
      “Have you ever known rain to make that sound?” 
      He paused. “No.”
      “Do you hear that? He’s over to the left of me. And now,… see? He’s walking towards the other side. Can you hear it, too?”
      “Yes,” He said softly, “I hear it.”
      “What is it?”
      It was a long moment before he answered me, and his voice was uneven when he spoke.  “I don’t know.”
      “What else could make that kind of sound?”
      “I don’t know,” he sighed. “Just try to go back to sleep, O.K.?”
      He did, but I couldn’t.
      I lay there in the tent, listening to the foot steps, and felt my emotions overwhelm me. Oh Lord, Help me with this! It’s too much. First the lightening, now these foot steps. I started to cry, as panic and fear overtook me. Please Lord, Am I going crazy? Why do I keep hearing these footsteps?
      The last question was rhetorical; I did not expect an answer. But I got one.
      “Well,…” The voice within responded, “You asked for him.”
      What? I knew it was God speaking to me, but I simply did not understand.  
      What are you talking about?
      Completely confused, I lay there amidst the roar of the storm, and listened to the sound of those footsteps, encircling our tent.  
      And then I understood.  
      The guardian angel.
      Joy filled me, as I lay there. To think God had really sent one to protect us….    
      I sat up again, and took out the flash light, and shined it out into the night. The footsteps were coming around to the front again, and I eagerly awaited them, hoping to see the shadow of the angel, or even the imprint of his step in the mud. 
      But I could see nothing.
      I closed the tent window again, and laid back down in the sleeping bag, feeling dejected. What was I thinking? An angel? Even to my own ears, it sounded ridiculous. Who would believe it?
      The storm was now at its worst, reminding me of the sound a freight train makes, as it rushes straight towards you. It rips right through all logic and peace.    
      Panic swept back over me again, as I doubted. Couldn’t you give me more proof Lord?
      Silence.
      I sighed. O.K. Lord, no proof, but then how do I remove the doubt?
      A soft sigh drew my eyes to my little girl, as a peaceful smile played around her mouth. She had found peace. What did she have that I didn’t?
      The answer slowly washed over me. Faith. Like the blind faith in my little girl, I simply had to believe. I could remain afraid, or put my trust in God. The choice was up to me.
      Listening to the ferocity of the storm, my answer did not come easily. Faith, even with the footsteps of a guardian, was not just going to happen. I had to work at it. 
      Please Lord, Give me enough faith for peace!
      I closed my eyes, focusing on the sound of the footsteps, and repeated this prayer over and over again in my mind.
      As I lay there listening to the sure and steady footsteps, my breathing became even, and I was filled with a deep sense of joy and peace. I let out a long sigh. Somehow I knew; we would be safe. 
      Then the footsteps stopped. 
      A total darkness overcame the tent, like a shade slowly rolling over a window, blocking out all light.
      BOOM! Suddenly light and sound became one, as a whip of burning white light lashed down through the center of the tent, pulling its cracking roar along with it. For a moment, the tent disappeared, and all I could see above me, was a thin jagged line of luminous pale blue, surrounded by brilliant white light.
      I blinked, and it was gone. All was black again, then the shade of darkness slowly rolled back, letting in the normal shadows of the night.
      The footsteps then continued.      
      I listened and wondered, as the sound of footsteps fell back into place. Had the angel just spread its wings over the tent to protect us, or was it just my imagination?    
      I sighed and smiled in the dark. No more questions. Even if I couldn’t see him; I would believe. The guardian’s steady steps, led me into a peaceful sleep, that lasted the rest of that stormy night.   
      Next morning, after hearing the forecaster predict more violent thunderstorms for the next few days, my husband decided to check us into a motel room for the rest of our vacation. Fishing, hiking, or even touring the old Vikingsholm Castle, nothing else I experienced that weekend, could compare with that night.
      Going through that terrifying experience turned out to be a gift from God. When I had wondered what I could do to help my child, He reminded me to pray for the protection of a guardian angel; and when we did, He sent one. When fear threatened to overwhelm me, He revealed the sound of the angel’s steps, then reminded me it was the answer to my prayer. When I asked Him how I could remove my doubts, He pointed to the child-like faith that I lacked, and then helped me to find it. ‘Give me enough faith for peace’ I had prayed; He gave me so much, that it lasted far beyond that night. He may not have removed the reason for our fear, but He did bless us with his presence, protection, and faith.
      Now, when I ask God to send down an angel to watch over us, my children hear a certainty in my voice that wasn’t there before. And even though I can not see or hear him, I know that somewhere nearby, fall the silent footsteps of a guardian angel. 
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“The angel of the Lord encampeth round about them that fear him, and delivereth them.”
“Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me: for my soul trusteth in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge, until these calamities be overpast.”
“He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler.”
“Keep me as the apple of the eye, hide me under the shadow of thy wings…” (Psalms 34:7, 57:1, 91:4, 17:8, KJV)