Heaven’s Tour Bus

 

I dreamed that I boarded a tour bus, and I sat right up front so I could see everything up close.

First stop was at an enormous shopping mall. There were halls upon halls filled with little specialty stores. Each boutique was unique from the other, and displayed items from a place and time in history. Every place in the world had their own ‘wing’ of shopping stores, and each store represented a different time in its history. Every place and time was covered, from cave man to the future. Anything you desired could be had. All you had to do was ask the store clerk, and they then gave it to you.

The mall was crowded with many different people going in and out of the stores with their packages and purchases, each one smiling and enjoying themselves as they went about their business. But no one seen us or looked at us. It was as if we were invisible to them. They seen the tour guide angels, but they must have sensed that they were not alone, and so they stayed out of their way.

As I watched it all, my mind could hardly grasp all the choices before me. I knew it would take a lifetime to explore all the little stores. And oh, wouldn’t it be wonderful to explore them someday with my mother?

Just then, I seen someone walk by me, holding an old book open to their reading page, with a beautiful Celtic bookmark, hand-painted and stamped with gold leaf.

“Oh!” I exclaimed to my tour guide, “I’d like to have one of those!” And just then, someone else walked by from the other direction with a beautiful hair clip holding back her hair. It would be perfect for my friend. “And one of those,” I said. I turned to my guide. “Where is the store that has those?”

The guide told me it was in a different wing of the mall, and that we did not have time to go there on this tour. “Come,” the guide said to me, “we must go.”

“Wait!” I exclaimed, “couldn’t I just go into this store to get the bookmark? It’s right here in front of us.”

But the angel guide nearest to me shook its head no. “It will be delivered to you,” he said, and then we turned and got back into the tour bus.

After driving some distance, we suddenly came upon a valley as big as the Grand Canyon, with a cliff just as steep. The bus lurched out and downwards, and I screamed as I watched the earth come up to me. We tumbled, and then stopped for a moment, to see if everyone was still O.K.

Shaken but unharmed, we continued on into the depths of this valley, till we reached a small settlement of people, camped out by a big red rock. It was dry here, but pleasantly so, with the sun bright overhead, but without the searing heat. There was a light breeze blowing about, which made it a very pleasant day. Perfect picnic weather, I thought.

As I came closer, I could see the people walking about and going on about their business. They had trailer homes, propped up around each other, so they could all be together. Then, as I came close to one of them, one with a white sunshade propped up and out and a picnic table beneath it, my eyes caught a familiar sight and I stumbled.

“Is that my Father?” I whispered to the guide. I doubted it was, even though it looked exactly like him when he was in his twenties, for this man was laughing and smiling, something I had rarely seen my father do. He was talking and listening to the others around him tells him their stories, and him sharing his with them.

“Yes,” the angel answered me, “it is your father. But you must not stare at him, for that would cause him to notice you, and he is not to know right now that you are here.”

Oh! To turn my eyes away from his peaceful smiling face took everything I had in me. But I obeyed the angel, and looked away.

Our bus continued on again, and made it’s way to another grand canyon. When we came to the sharp drop again, I knew then what was in store for us, and I started to pray over and over again, “Oh my God oh my God oh my God!” till suddenly we were riding on the bottom of the canyon again. The angel must have seen the confusion on my face, for it explained to me, “this canyon is easier to access.”

This time, we rode on, till we came to a larger community, all green covered land, and mild temperatures, with little high-rises all around. Each rise, had everything that was needed in its building. The high rise was filled with people; many of them single women, all in the prime of their lives.

Then the tour guide talks to the building manager, and then the manager gives a nod, and leads us to a small room in one of the high rises. I enter and quietly look around.
The place reminded me of a laundry room, with washing machines lined up on one side of the room, while the other side had tables for one to sit upon and sort their laundry. I frowned in confusion, still not understanding. Why bring me here? I knew there must be something special about this room; I just wasn’t catching it.

Then I looked upwards to the wall and seen it.

My Mother’s cross-stitch. My mother’s ceramics. Her art work, up on the walls of the laundry room. I thought, “oh! How sweet of them to let my mother hang her work here!”
I looked closer, and seen there were several different small banners in cross-stitch, that had a date, name, and an emblem on it. Other ceramics that hung on the wall (bird, flower, bunny, dove, etc.,) was inscribed with a person’s name & date. There were several ones there with her name on it, among the other names on the wall. The manager told me the other names were Mom’s friends.

When I understood that, I looked around at the machines and wondered why heaven would even need washing machines. Then the angel stepped in and told me that these washing machines were different than the ones I knew of. These didn’t just clean dirt from clothes; they removed emotional stuff from things and cleaned it of all resentment, anger, bitterness, etc., anything that was un-Christ-like. An item could be put in the washer, and as a blinding white light would swirl in and around it, the person ‘washing their dirty laundry’, would sit at one of the tables and tell God all about their resentment, anger, bitterness, etc., and then leave those emotions with Him. The item associated with the ‘stuff’, then comes out clean and free of all ‘dirt’ and made new again.

My mother’s work, hanging on the walls, commemorated these events. Each piece of work had the person’s first name on it, along with the date. The last item on the banner or artwork was a symbol of what took the place of the ‘stuff’. The ceramics was the symbol itself, and had the person’s name etched into it, along with the date on the back of it.

How ironic! I had thought that God would somehow forcefully remove it (anger, resentment, etc.,) from a person, before letting them go through the gates of heaven. After all, I figured, why would God ever let such dirt into heaven? If He did, then it wouldn’t be heaven then anymore, would it?

But I was wrong. God does let it into heaven. He doesn’t forcefully remove it from the person. Instead, He waits for the person to get tired of the ‘dirt’ first, and then helps them to remove it. The tour guide told me that emotional ‘Dirt’ up in heaven, really stands out. It hinders the person’s joy in heaven, so one is naturally drawn to having it washed. When the spirit of God washes and purifies it, it enables them to let go of the negative emotions, which feels good and gives them more joy. All this takes place as commonly as we do our laundry down here on earth. (And mind you, unlike here, a person’s ‘stuff’ is seen as being quite separate from the people themselves!)

I was sitting on the bench and starring at my Mother’s work that hung upon the walls, when I seen my Mother walk in.

She was young and beautiful again, just like her pictures of when she was a young woman.

I quick looked at the angel again, to see if I could acknowledge her, and the angel nodded a yes.

Mom sat down beside me, and we turned to each other and held each other in our arms.
I was crying, and finding it hard to speak.

“Oh Mom,” I said, in a release of breath, “I’m so glad they’re letting me be with you!”
I wanted to tell her, all about my fears and second-guesses, of asking God to take her home to heaven, instead of having her hang on in pain down here. But in a sudden flash of realization, I sensed it wasn’t necessary, and that Mom fully understood and was glad that I had answered the way I had.

But then I found myself admitting something to her that I had not even voiced to myself down on earth. Something far deeper and uglier.

“Oh Mom,” I cried, still in her arms, “you want to know what’s really awful? If I had known just how hard and painful it would be for me without you, I would have never asked God to bring you to heaven!”

And at this, I cried more, and felt all my shame at this ugly truth revealed. I had expected her to turn away with disgust, once she realized how very self-centered and selfish I really was inside. (To think of keeping her here with me simply for my own comfort, even though it would cause her such pain!)

But she didn’t. She simply held me as I cried, and whispered words of comfort to me. “Sh, there, there, it’s O.K., I understand. It’s O.K.”

I stayed there, in her embrace; till I could feel some of her calm and peace blanket my own soul. I breathed a sigh of relief, as the last sobs racking my body faded away.
Then I looked up, to see her leaving, just like how a mother tiptoes out of her child’s room after finally getting them back to sleep. Only she wasn’t tiptoeing, she was walking, and I wasn’t quite asleep yet.

I was about to ask the angel why she could not stay longer, when the angel told me that she needed to get back to her crafts, for it was time for one of her ceramic pieces to come out of the kiln.

I got up then, and turned to the angel, thinking we would get back on the tour bus, for I was now eager to see more. But the angel let me know that the tour had ended, and with a gentle lift of her hand, I was sent back to earth and then I woke up.

 

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Rev. 21:4-5, KJV “And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away. And he that sat upon the throne said, Behold, I make all things new…”

A Demon Came Through The Computer Screen

Surfing internet late one night, after the kids had all gone to bed,

I came across a review from prison planet, about the new Alexus car commercial, and how it was filled with illuminati symbolism.

I sensed that it may not be the best thing for me to be viewing at that time, but I went ahead and looked at it anyways.

As I read the article, I scrolled down the page, and as soon as I seen one of the Illuminati symbols, that looked like a line of black and while ghostly figures, I FELT a demon come through the computer screen. (It went right through me; definitely a creepy feeling.)

I immediately cast out the demon, and shut down the computer, but I was still too late.

One of my kids came rushing into my bedroom, his eyes still full of sleep, and asked me what it was that I had just encountered on the web.

There was no question from this child that I had just been surfing the web; he KNEW that the demon waking him up from his sleep and attacking him had come from my room and through the internet.

“Why?” I asked him. “What happened?”

He then described to me, the demon who had just come into his bedroom to try and attack him.

It sounded just like the black and white ghostly picture that I had just seen on that web page just moments before. The symbols were the same, so I knew it had to have come from that site.

As I apologized to my child, I realized that I may have to stop surfing the web late at night, for I did not want to disturb my kids sleep like this any more.

I shared this with my child, and told him that as soon as I had sensed the demon come through the screen, I cast it out in the name of Jesus, exited the page, and closed up the computer. I was surprised that the demon did not leave once it had been cast out. I was also surprised (and a bit frustrated,) that the demon attacking him was almost instantaneous; there was no pause or time elapse from when it went through my computer screen to when it entered into my child’s bedroom to attack him.

My child then reminded me, that the demon that I had cast out had probably left, but there were numerous demons that could come through just one demonic doorway. And in this case, viewing the photo was the doorway into our house. (I tend to think that one photo of a demon is equal to one demon, but my kids keep telling me that this is not so, and that the main demon in the photo is just one of the many demons connected to the one in the photo that could come through such an opening.)

This reminder disconcerted me, and so I asked my child if there were any more demons around in the house or on our property.

“I’m not sure,” he replied, frowning. “I do not know.”

When I heard his response, I knew that we had to cast out any remaining demons, just in case.

So, we held hands, and together we began to pray. I asked the Lord for His forgiveness in viewing the web page, and then we cast out all demons that may have come through the computer screen. I then also sensed that we were also to ask Jesus to cover us in His blood.

As soon as I said this last request out loud, I heard a loud ‘splat’ sound behind me and over to the left of where we were standing, as if several large drops of something wet had just landed upon the floor. At the same time, my child and I both looked back to where the sound had come from, and I seen a dark shadow, about four feet high with wings just sitting there. As the liquid hit parts of the shadow, it suddenly screeched out loud and jumped quickly backwards, as if it was in sudden excruciating pain. In the next breath, I seen this demon get pulled backwards and disappear into the wall behind us.

When I looked back at my child’s face, he grinned at me and nodded, but kept on praying, asking for the Lord to send us His angels to surround us and protect us.

After my child finished the prayer, I asked him if he too had seen what I had, and he once again described to me exactly what I had just seen and heard. For this child, it was usual to see and hear such things, but for me it was not. I remained in astonished awe of Jesus Christ of Nazareth and in the power of His Blood.

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This was not the first time my children have been attacked by demons while they slept, because of late night web surfing. It has happened through others besides me as well, when someone else in the house was viewing the web at night. (Secretly viewing the web at night in our house doesn’t remain a secret for long!)

This especially happens when one visits web sites, (even Christian ones,) that are shedding light onto the works of darkness. Pages that reveal the illuminati and their symbols, paintings of demons, pictures of aliens, or photos of murderers, can all be a potential doorway for demons to enter into the home and attack. During the day while we are awake, it is much easier for my family to sense them and cast them out. But as you can imagine, this can become harder to do when one is trying to get some sleep!

This has also happened on occasion, when watching certain TV shows late at night, such as paranormal investigations, alien abduction stories, murder suspense stories, or even some music videos. Our family has seen demons come through the TV screen even during the day. Sometimes they would stay and try to attack us, while other times they were simply glad to be freed out into our dimension, and flew off to probably try to attack someone else out in the world.

Our first encounter with demons coming out of computer and TV screens, happened several years ago, when one of my kids had clicked on a video that promised the viewer a glimpse of a real alien. We were all sitting there at the kitchen table, with the kids doing their school work, and this one kid had finished early, so as a reward, I told him he could use the computer while he waited for the rest of the kids to finish.

Well, most of the youtube video that he had decided to view, was silent and dark, which caused one to lean in closer to the computer screen, to see if you could see anything. Suddenly, a drawing of an alien’s face flashed upon the screen, and a loud roar came from the speakers, and as everyone there at the table turned to look at the computer screen, a large black ghost-like hook, (reminiscent of Peter Pan’s Captain Hook, but very very black and wraith-like,) reached out through the computer screen and tried to stab itself into my child’s forehead. It glanced off the surface of his skin, and then gave an even louder roar of frustration, once it realized it had failed in its attack. The claw then evaporated back into the computer screen. Laughter was then heard coming from the video, as the perps laughed out loud at their supposed joke.

As you can imagine, we were all left quite shaken, after seeing such a thing. It was a lesson none of us have forgotten!

I soon learned through research, that there are Satanists out there that just love to do stuff like this. They will produce the videos or art work, and then place spells upon them, so that demonic doorways will open up whenever and wherever they are viewed. Hollywood hires real practicing Satanists to advise them in making the spells needed for their movies. (One was even a Christian one, about a Lion, a witch, and a wardrobe. The spell the witch did on camera, was real, and opened up a doorway right into our living room!)

Sadly, Satanism is real, just as thankfully, Christianity is real. Of course our God IS GOD, so in the end we know who’s kingdom will prevail! Yet satan is not an entity in which we should just ignore, as I have heard many Christians claim we should do. The scriptures say we are to cast these spirits out instead in the name of Jesus. We are also called to be aware of the devices of satan, and yet at the same time we are to have nothing to do with evil. At times this makes for a fine line to walk upon. So stay close to the Lord at all times, for it is through Him that we are protected. If we listen to Him and obey Him, He will guide us into what we should do or not do. (In case you were wondering, in these above instances, we were not obeying the promptings of the Holy Spirit, who was trying to warn us away from the evil.)

So I share this testimony with you, in the hopes that those among you who have children, especially young ones, will be extra careful in what you watch or view, especially in the nighttime hours. Keep in mind the doorways that can be formed through the viewing of evil photos, pictures, or videos. Cast out all the demons that may have come through the TV or computer screen, after viewing those questionable items. If you have someone who refuses to curtail their nighttime viewing, then increase your prayers to our God, that your children would be protected, and then still continue to cast out the demons as the Holy Spirit advises.

Even if you can not see them, those demons still can come in and attack you and your family. Possible signs of this, is an inability to get that picture of the demon out of your mind, or if you can’t seem to forget the show you were just watching, nightmares once you go back to sleep, (or if others in your house wake up from them,) or if you find you are fearful or depressed, or getting hit with any other negatively strong emotion. (Demons love to take our normal negative emotions and turn the volume way up!) Cast them out and cover yourself with the Blood of Jesus, just to be sure.

One of my kids favorite songs when they were young, is Called “No Monsters”, by Carmen. The video shows the demons coming out from the TV screen to try and attack, and going back into it to escape. This song helped them to memorize what they should do, when encountering those demons in the night. So if your kids can handle the B-grade monsters in this video, they might like to check it out, and see what this little boy did to get rid of them:

This part of the refrain from the song says it all:

“…you won’t get me screaming,
You’re nothing but a demon,
It’s time for you to go now!

I am a temple of the Holy Ghost,
And I’m protected by the Lord of hosts,
Get out!
In the name of Jesus Christ!…”

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As a side note, please make sure you are a Blood-bought believer in Christ before attempting to cast the demons out of your home! The demons are very well aware of who belongs to Jesus Christ, and who does not. Do not be like those in the bible, who got torn up by the demons because they tried to control them but did not know God. (Acts 19:13 – 16 “Then certain of the vagabond Jews, exorcists, took upon them to call over them which had evil spirits the name of the Lord Jesus, saying, We adjure you by Jesus whom Paul preacheth. And there were seven sons of [one] Sceva, a Jew, [and] chief of the priests, which did so. And the evil spirit answered and said, Jesus I know, and Paul I know; but who are ye? And the man in whom the evil spirit was leaped on them, and overcame them, and prevailed against them, so that they fled out of that house naked and wounded.”)

Give your life over to Jesus and become a believer FIRST!

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James 4:7 – Submit yourselves therefore to God. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you.

1 Peter 5:8 – Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour:

Matthew 12:43-45 – When the unclean spirit is gone out of a man, he walketh through dry places, seeking rest, and findeth none.

Luke 10:17 – And the seventy returned again with joy, saying, Lord, even the devils are subject unto us through thy name.

Leviticus 19:31 – Regard not them that have familiar spirits, neither seek after wizards, to be defiled by them: I [am] the LORD your God.

2 Corinthians 2:11 – Lest Satan should get an advantage of us: for we are not ignorant of his devices.

Ephesians 5:11 – And have no fellowship with the unfruitful works of darkness, but rather reprove them.

John 16:23-24- Truly, truly, I say to you,whatever you ask of the Father in my name, he will give it to you. Until now you have asked nothing in my name. Ask, and you will receive, that your joy may be full.

John 14:13 – And whatsoever ye shall ask in my name, that will I do, that the Father may be glorified in the Son.

Matthew 21:22 – And all things, whatsoever ye shall ask in prayer, believing, ye shall receive.

Acts 16:16-18- And it came to pass, as we went to prayer, a certain damsel possessed with a spirit of divination met us, which brought her masters much by soothsaying: The same followed Paul and us, and cried, saying, These men are the servants of the most high God, which shew unto us the way of salvation. And she did this many days. But Paul, being grieved, turned and said to the spirit, I command thee in the name of Jesus Christ to come out of her. And he came out that same hour.

Luke  4:33-35 – And in the synagogue there was a man, which had a spirit of an unclean devil, and cried out with a loud voice, Saying, Let [us] alone; what have we to do with thee, [thou] Jesus of Nazareth? art thou come to destroy us? I know thee who thou art; the Holy One of God. And Jesus rebuked him, saying, Hold thy peace, and come out of him. And when the devil had thrown him in the midst, he came out of him, and hurt him not.

Matthew 17:14-20 – And when they were come to the multitude, there came to him a [certain] man, kneeling down to him, and saying, Lord, have mercy on my son: for he is lunatick, and sore vexed: for ofttimes he falleth into the fire, and oft into the water. And I brought him to thy disciples, and they could not cure him. Then Jesus answered and said, O faithless and perverse generation, how long shall I be with you? how long shall I suffer you? bring him hither to me. And Jesus rebuked the devil; and he departed out of him: and the child was cured from that very hour. Then came the disciples to Jesus apart, and said, Why could not we cast him out? And Jesus said unto them, Because of your unbelief: for verily I say unto you, If ye have faith as a grain of mustard seed, ye shall say unto this mountain, Remove hence to yonder place; and it shall remove; and nothing shall be impossible unto you.

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