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…”

When You’re Still Being Troubled With Demons

 

There are times when you have done all the things needed to be free from demonic harassment, and yet you still get attacked. You’ve cleansed your land and home, and cast out the demons from yourself and your family, and yet you still have issues.

It is to these situations that I write this post.

To start out with, does anyone remember the rim fire in California? That year, the smoke from the rim fire was pretty bad where we live. During the day it wasn’t too bad, but in the evening the air would shift, and the smoke from the fire would come our way. They shut down all the schools for weeks, because it was so bad. Well, the smoke was so bad that I struggled just to breathe. You could hold out your hand in front of you and not see it, it was that thick. It stung the eyes as well as the lungs. We thought about moving elsewhere for a time, till they got the fire under control, but we did not have the money to do so. So I went to the Lord and asked Him to keep the smoke from inside our house. I claimed it in the name of Jesus.

And lo, no smoke came in.

For weeks and days, no smoke got in to our home.

Until one day, it started to come in.

I went to the Lord and pleaded with Him, to please keep the smoke out as He had, but instead of addressing the problem of the smoke, my Lord wanted to talk to me about my unforgiveness.

You see, my husband had done something to me, that had greatly upset me. He had told me afterwards that he was sorry for it, but he seemed so uncaring about it, that I still refused to forgive him.

My Lord let me know, that it was my unforgiveness that was causing the smoke to come in. Jesus let me know that in His eyes my unforgiveness was a sin, and that I needed to repent from it. (In case you were wondering, unforgiveness is also a demon that needed to be cast out.)

It took a while, (because of the demon of unforgiveness, I was still really, really mad at my husband,) but in the end, the smoke became too much for me, and I finally gave in and forgave him.

But by this time, the smoke was heavy and thick in the house. We could not see more than a few feet ahead of us, because it was so thick.

I tried to lay down to go to sleep, but I struggled just to breathe.

Finally I went back to the Lord and pleaded with Him to forgive me, and to help me deal with all the smoke.

He told me He would stay my life, and help me to breathe through out the night.

The next morning I awoke with heavy congestion in the lungs, to a house that was still filled with the smoke. It took at least three days for the smoke to dissipate from the house and from my lungs. I was thankful that I was still alive.

I learned then, just how sin can block some claims and prayers to my Lord Jesus Christ. I needed to be in good standing with Him, for me to make that claim upon Him. That sin opened up a doorway for satan to attack. The scriptures say, that “If you live in Me, and My Word lives in you…” (John 15:7) Well, sin is a form of not living in Him, so I needed to repent of that sin, for me to be able to make that claim upon my Lord. (Mercifully He does not remove all claims we make upon Him when we sin, for He has told us repeatedly: “…never will I leave you; never will I forsake you…” See also Isaiah 41:17, Psalms 94:14, Psalms 37:28, Joshua 1:5, Deuteronomy 31:8 and 6, etc.) Now I claim that the Lord Jesus Christ will let me know right away when I have sinned against Him, so I can quickly turn back to Him and repent!

So I would ask; have you repented of known sin? Are you holding back a part of yourself from the Lord? How is your relationship with Him? Are there things you just don’t want to address or look at, because they are so uncomfortable and weigh heavily upon you? Go to Jesus and ask Him for His forgiveness. He will not withhold His forgiveness from you, if you repent wholeheartedly. He loves each one of us dearly, and wishes long life, health, and prosperity for His children.

A good friend of mine reported to me recently, that the Lord told her through warning dreams, that there was a family iniquity of complaining in her family tree, and that she had been complaining about her husband, and that she needed to stop and repent. Once she did, she found that the spiritual attacks she had been getting hit with, became a lot less powerful.

One thing to be aware of, is that sin can affect those around us who are not the ones who originally sinned. Demons from family sin, better known as familiar spirits, can affect those who had nothing to do with the original sin. It gets handed down from generation to generation, wrecking its havoc, until someone gets wise to it and casts it out in Jesus name. So please do not choose to take offence, at the thought that a demon might be affecting you. It is not a personal thing. It is just a demon that can be cast out in Jesus name and gotten rid of.

In another instance, quite recently in fact, our family, yes, even me, got quite sick with the flu. I could not understand what had happened. The flu lingered on, and recovery seemed far away. I was really distraught from it, for it made my Lord’s Word to seem as if it was of no account. I had been casting out and claiming and doing everything I knew of, to stop the sickness demon from attacking. And usually, it ALWAYS works. This was the first time in years, that it had not.

I was flummoxed. I went to the Lord, and asked Him why. Was there sin that I didn’t know of, that I needed to repent from? It was the only thing I could think of, that might have caused such a demon to attack me.

But instead of keeping me there before Him in prayer, He told me to get up and to clean off the kitchen countertop.

I wondered why He would ask me to do such a thing, for I was still quite sick and weak. But he kept at me to do it, so I finally did.

As I cleaned it off, I came across a foam mug holder, with the address of a new florist that had moved into town. I had picked it up as being part of a goody bag during a local fair. It felt strange in my hands, and I was going to simply set it aside, when I felt the Lord tell me to turn it over. When I did, I gasped. On the other side was a traditional fleur de’ lis emblem, painted onto the foam.

It was then, that I realized, just how dangerous and destructive a cursed item could be in the home. I had cleansed our home from such things, but something had slipped back in without me being aware of it. I counted back the days and realized that within just twenty four hours of me bringing this thing into our house, the sickness demon had attacked us.

I quickly threw it out into the garbage, and as soon as it was off of our property, we all began to heal.

So I would ask; are you sure you have no cursed item in your home? Has something managed to get into your home again? Now I ask and claim in the name of Jesus that the Holy Spirit would always tell me right away, when something cursed makes its way into our house or land, so I can then remove it. Our Lord Jesus Christ wants us to keep our camp free from cursed items! (For one example of what God thinks of cursed items, read Isaiah 30:22 – “Then you will defile your carved idols overlaid with silver and your gold-plated metal images. You will scatter them as unclean things. You will say to them, “Be gone!””)

Another thing to realize, is that we have an enemy, and we are at war. God’s Word tells us the satan has come to steal, kill, and destroy.

He also has his human workers here on the earth, willing and eager to do his bidding. They are called satanists. They worship satan as god. They receive orders from him, and will try to place curses and send demons upon believers, as a form of worshiping him. Satan will try to get his people to attack true believers. (The lukewarm ones he tends to not bother with; he probably figures they are already on his path anyways.)

For example, this Passover, we went out to bless our land and home again for the coming year. I had forgotten to bind up all forms of demonic interference before beginning, so of course I had interference. (I claim in the name of Jesus that I will never forget to do this again!)

While placing the blessed olive oil and kosher grape juice on the borders of our land, I slipped and fell hard. I fell so hard that the breath was knocked from my lungs for a moment. But fortunately, I was not doing this all by myself, and my son knew exactly what to do. He called upon the Lord to help me, and I was then able to pull air back into my lungs, and get up.

As we continued blessing the land, I suddenly had a very sharp pain in my side, that was so bad that I doubled over in pain and could not move. It remained, getting worse by the moment, until I broke the witches and Satanists silver cords and lay lines in the name of Jesus, and sent their curse back to them seven-fold. Immediately, as fast as it had come, it left. It left, as soon as I said the name of Jesus. (Just so you know, sudden shocking pain in the body, are sometimes attacks from Satanists or witches.)

So, in short, if you are doing God’s Will, prepare for opposition and attacks. Bind them up and break their evil works in the name of Jesus before hand, so you can do your work for God unhindered. We as His children can do this, for thankfully, our God is not limited by time or space!

For example, a friend of mine was getting hit with cynical, manipulation, and unforgiveness demons that were coming between our friendship and between her and her family. She was fine when I simply cast out all demons from her, but when I started to mention those demons specifically, those demons within her would flare up and cause her to take offence. It stopped the deliverance process. When I went to the Lord about this matter, He told me to claim before hand, that whenever I cast out demons from her, that these specific demons would be the first to go out from her, so that I would not need to mention them again by name. It worked! I can claim such things before hand, thereby avoiding satans retaliation. Her family and I now enjoy the peaceful relationship that we once had with her. Before, she was like a stranger to us that we did not know. Now, we have the original woman back. Hallelujah!

A new friend of mine had shared with me that she could sometimes hear nasty voices speaking to her in her head. I could not understand why she’d get hit like that, for she casts out demons, and she claimed to have cleaned out her home from cursed items, and she demonstrated to me several times that she is a strong believer in Jesus. Well, she decided to ask the Lord to remove any evil implants that she had anywhere in her body, and that they would be forced out. She soon discovered auricular implants that had been inside her, and were now on the outer part of her skin where she could easily remove them! These implants were the kind that go in the ears and make the person think they are hearing voices, because people can talk to them through these implants. The Lord was able to remove them from her, without her even having to go in for any surgery! Now she no longer hears those evil voices taunting her in her head. Hallelujah!

Another thing to be aware of is any pagan friends who are praying for you. They mean well, but their prayers are not a help to a believer. Instead, they can be a curse. There is a guy I know, who has some hindu work associates. He had started a business, but it was failing miserably. He had not even had one customer in over a year! He pleaded with the Lord to tell him why, and an angel of the Lord appeared before his daughter one night, and told her that the reason it was failing is because of her fathers hindu work associates who had been trying to bless him through their prayers to their Hindu gods. It was these hindu prayers, said in the hopes of blessing him, that were actually cursing him because they were said to a false god and demon principality. The angel of the Lord told this girl, to break the prayers of the hindu’s, and then the curses would be broken and her father’s business would prosper. Three days later, he got his first customer! Then the business took off and prospered. Now, when they forget to break those prayer curses for several weeks, the business slows down a bit. When they remember to break them again, their business quickly increases exponentially. So I would ask, do you have any pagan friends or associates who might be praying for you? Ask Jesus. He will tell you! (I claim that “no weapon formed against us shall prosper”, in the name of Jesus! – Isaiah 54:17)

Have you gone off of your property? Have you visited a public place recently? One of my kids was helping a friend plan for a big party. Whenever they went to a new party venue to check it out, they came back with problems. These problems soon started to affect the rest of my household as well. Problems with arguments and minor injuries. We finally realized that these venues were so cursed from what had gone on there before, that it was affecting them when they went inside them. He then started to bind up any demons before entering those party venues. As soon as he started doing this, the problems stopped. (I now claim that any demons within a venue we visit will always be bound up in the name of Jesus, so they can no longer harm us!)

Has anyone gone on to your property? We had some construction workers working recently on our property, and we found that things in the house were not working right. Near accidents, as well as arguments within the family broke out after they had come onto our land. When I went to the Lord in prayer over these problems, He pointed to those workmen who were unbelievers working on our property. Once we bound up any and all demons that may be troubling these men, the problems went away almost immediately. Hallelujah! I now claim in the name of Jesus, that anyone walking onto our property, will have their demons bound up, so they can not affect us.

Another thing to keep in mind, is that some ministries have claimed that some kinds of demons leave “seeds” of themselves behind. So if you feel the Holy Spirit tell you to also cast their demons seeds out, as well as any poison or filth that they left behind, do so! It may sound like an odd thing to do, but it will help protect yourself and your family’s future. May the Holy Spirit always let us know when we need to do this!

And finally, one post of a friend of mine asks a very good question:
Are you grieving the Holy Spirit?
https://prepareforthelamb.wordpress.com/2015/03/19/and-grieve-not-the-holy-spirit-by-the-way-you-live-the-way-you-act-and-the-words-you-say-ephesians-430/

I hope this post has been a help to you.

May the Blood of Jesus cover you dear reader, and stick to you like glue.

Shalom,
C. Dunamis

Something Out Of The Ordinary

Today on college campus, one of my kids sensed something out of the ordinary. He sensed, a place on the campus grounds, that was light. Airy. Positive.

This ‘place’ didn’t stay in one area, but moved about slightly, within the general grounds of the campus.

This was very unlike the usual things my kids have seen and sensed on this public school campus. Usually, it is like walking among the living dead, within a future graveyard. (Their words, not mine.)

But today, there shone such…joy…there, that it caused one of my kids to go out and hunt it down. He wanted to see what was causing such glory to be found in such a usually dead place.

So He hiked clear across the campus, to where he sensed it was coming from. As they got nearer, he could see a very bright, clean, pure light. This light easily outshone even the sharpest ray of sunshine, yet was soothing to the eyes and his spirit.

As he came up to the light, he could see that the glorious bright light was actually caused by several angels clustered together in one area. He could see that the angels were guarding a group of people.

Before my son could say anything to these people, one of them turned to him and asked my son if he would like a copy of the New Testament and its Psalms and Proverbs. The person held out a small green booklet to my son, who took it with a smile and then said thank you.

My son looked around, and seen several of the others also handing out the New Testaments, and talking to the students about Jesus. He even seen one of the teachers there who happened to also be a believer, talking to them.

My son stood there for several minutes, just soaking up the peaceful atmosphere.

Then the people said it was time for them to say goodbye and go home. (It was just after the dinner hour.) So they left.

The angels and their light went with them.

When I heard about this, I gave thanks to Jesus immediately, pleased that this group of people were out there spreading God’s Word, and that the campus security did not kick them off the property.

Yes, I know that because the college is publicly owned, freedom of speech is supposed to be protected there. Yet with all the increasing stories of persecuting Christians as they go about sharing the Word of God, it lifted my heart no small amount to see such acceptance of them on my kids campus. Apparently, there is at least one public college that still allows the Word of God to be shared with students on their campus grounds.

It was also nice to see how The Lord Jesus Christ protects His children as they go out into the world to share His good news.

Thank You Jesus Christ of Nazareth!