The Face Of The Colonel

A dream…

 

I am up in the sky, traveling in something. (Not sure what.)

It reminds me of having just jumped out of a plane, and I’m free-falling down to earth.

There are others there with me; I am not alone.

 

We fly go through the clouds,

Then suddenly, I hear a voice, asking “Colonel? Colonel? I am looking for Colonel.”

 

We all looked at each other with blank faces, not knowing any Colonel in our midst.

 

“I was told the Colonel is here,” the voice said.

 

Then suddenly, I realize that the man is looking for me.

 

I’m not sure why he is calling me Colonel, but somehow I know for certain that he is referring to me.

 

So I lean over the thing we were in, and seen him there, under us.

 

He was a good looking and strong military man, having average brown hair and beard close-cut, and having brown eyes. (Or were they now blue? No.. hazel.. in the varying light they seemed to change color.) I knew that he had just died, and had not yet risen up to heaven.

 

“Colonel?” He asked, looking at me. “Are you the Colonel?”

 

I nodded my yes to him.

 

He then gave me a look of great relief and joy, and then he slowly starred at me. I could tell that he was slowly committing every thing he noted about me, to memory. Every line on my face, every plane, wrinkle, or crevice.

 

Then he let one huge fat tear roll from his eyes and fall down to the earth. He then said, “Now I can die in peace.”

 

He was about to fly off, when I called out to him, “Wait!”

 

He paused, looking back at me expectantly. So I asked him, “Why do you say this?”

 

Then he told me, that he had asked the Lord Jesus to show him the face of the Colonel who had helped to lead him from out of the enemy’s hands, before he rose to heaven.

 

As soon as he said this to me, he looked down to the ground that was quickly rising to us, and for some reason I feared that he would somehow upset the transportation we were in, and I knew that there were those with me who were not ready yet, so we could not go where he was going.

 

But my fears were for nothing, for he left to go where he was to go, and left us in our container just fine. We continued falling to the earth.

 

I then woke up.

 

 

The dream really confused me at first, for I could not make sense of it. I am no Colonel! I am a nobody! A nothing!

 

Then the Lord Jesus corrects me. “You are not nothing; you are My daughter.” (I could sense He was affronted by such a thought.)

 

“O.K.,” I conceded, “But I know I’m not a Colonel…”

 

“Go look up the word ‘Colonel’ Ma Petite.”

 

So I went and looked it up.

 

“Colonel (abbreviated Col., Col or COL and pronounced /ˈkɜrnəl/, similar to “kernel”) is a senior military officer rank below the general officer ranks. However, in some small military forces, such as those of Iceland or the Vatican, colonel is the highest rank. It is also used in some police forces and paramilitary organizations.

Historically, in the seventeenth, eighteenth and nineteenth centuries, a colonel was typically in charge of a regiment in an army. Modern usage varies greatly.

Equivalent naval ranks may be called captain or ship-of-the-line captain. In the Commonwealth air force rank system, the equivalent rank is group captain.”

(https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Colonel)

 

Captain of a ship?

 

Then it came to me; I suppose I was kind of like a captain for the Dreams Of Dunamis web site.

 

I went over to where my wooden belaying pin is, with all the scriptures written on it. “But I thought I was just a belaying pin on a ship. Not a captain of a ship!”

 

And with a very stern and matter-of-fact voice, the Lord replied: “You’ve been promoted.”

 

I tried to ask Him what He meant, but He would not say more about it.

 

Three days later, the forest fire hit.

 

TO BE CONTINUED…

Discerning Whether These Dreams Are From The Lord

I have had a question posted by a man named Mike, (on the post before this one: https://dreamsofdunamis.wordpress.com/2012/08/06/four-more-dreams-and-visions-that-have-come-to-pass/,) that deserves to be shared with all the readers of this blog. (I still plan to post a regular blog entry within the next two days.) 

Mike asks: “how are you determining or ‘discerning’ whether these dreams are from the Lord? just if they come true?”

Many of these dreams and visions have come true, and as this is to be a sign amongst the believers, to discern if this is really a Word coming from the Lord or not, I felt it worthwhile to note. (It was, after all, how our family first noticed them!) However this method of discernment does not work well for those believers who receive the dreams. We have found that much more is needed.  

Jesus, through the Holy Spirit, usually tells us if it is from Him or not. This is usually then confirmed through another believer. The ones given to us from satan always has something about them that doesn’t seem…clean somehow. It is hard to describe. Sometimes we can see or hear the demons in the dream, which tells us that the evil one was behind it. If we sense that it is an attack from satan, we will cast it out in the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, and ask the Lord to remove the memory of the dream. There have been a few times, when this did not erase the memory of the dream, and the Lord would let us know that there was something we needed to learn from it, usually pertaining to spiritual warfare, that we had to deal with first. Of course, the ones that have the discernable presence of God in them, (for example, seeing God’s Holy angels or hearing the voice of the Lord,) are the easy ones to discern. Often times, the Lord would not let the one who had the dream, forget about it, until it was shared and written down.

 As I’ve said before, some of the last dreams that I’ve posted, (and the next one due in a day or two,) were to show to others the different kinds of dreams our family has experienced. Ours can not be the only family who has been given such gifts of spiritual discernment! There must be others out there who are also experiencing such dreams, and visions, for in Joel 2:28-32 and again in Acts 2:15-21, the scriptures claim that “…It shall come to pass afterward, that I will pour out my spirit upon all flesh; and your sons and your daughters shall prophesy, your old men shall dream dreams, your young men shall see visions, and also upon the servants and upon the handmaids in those days will I pour out my spirit.” My children have come to believe that they are but amongst the first numbered of those who will be given these gifts, and that these gifts will be given out more and more as the end of days grow nearer. (See also Ephesians 4:11-12.) And since scriptures also state that we “…know in part, and we prophesy in part,” and that “we see through a glass darkly,” (1 Corinthians 13:9 and 12,) we need the body of Christ to help us all function as a whole, just as Romans 12:4-8 and 1 Corinthians 12:12-27 says. For this reason, I have been told to share them and not hold them back, for there may come one who may need the sharing of these experiences. 

Yes, the ones on Michael Jackson and Whitney Houston confused us all on why they were given, (they seemed so worldly,) yet the Lord has used them to convict others in our family, not to simply ignore such odd prophetic dreams, but to share them with each other, and for us to bring them to God in prayer. (You certainly don’t want to ignore God if they were from Him, and you don’t want to ignore it if it was from satan – he needs to be firmly cast out in Jesus name!) However odd these dreams may seem, no evil was sensed in those two dreams. Both the Michael Jackson dream and the Whitney Houston dream simply revealed that something ‘of the world’ was going to have an effect upon the world. To those who are so spiritually sensitive, such an upset amongst the populace can have a disturbing effect on the senses. (For example, the day before 9-11 was EXTREMELY hard on us!) Letting them know before hand what it was, and to not let it affect them, was a blessing. It was also sensed that their death was another small step towards a kind of ‘paradigm shift’ (defined in our family, as a demonic bondage of a large group of people,) towards the ‘N.W.O.’ (How, we do not know.) The Michael Jackson one showed us that some of these dreams and visions can be actual mini-clips of future events. (I had been wondering at that time if they were, or if they were just symbolic.)

The visions of earthquake/tsunami destruction, is teaching my family that besides sharing (whatever it is that we have to share,) the purpose in the dream might also be to pray for those who might be affected by such destruction, like Sarah, another believer, had suggested in her response to my posting.  (Thank you Sarah for your comment!)

The Lord always helps us work through these experiences; I am VERY thankful to Him that He has never left us nor forsaken us. Glory always to Jesus Christ of Nazareth!

May we all remain in Him through these end times,
C. Dunamis