Escaping The Forest Fire

THANK YOU VERY MUCH TO THOSE WHO PRAYED FOR US!!! I could feel those prayers comforting me, as we waited for news concerning our home. And yes, the waiting really is the hardest part. Even those we have spoken to, who have lost everything, say that not knowing if they had a home to return to or not, was the most difficult thing they ever had to go through. Once they knew, they could begin making plans. But until then, they felt stuck.

First off, some of my kids and I, had been getting odd dizzy spells every now and then, several weeks before the fire. They felt very similar to what we had experienced leading up to 9-11. We knew then that there was something building, something happening that was not good. But we had no idea what it would be, or where it would hit.

Four weeks ago, one of my kids, (the one who can see so easily into the unseen world,) had several days of bad dreams. Every night he would dream of a great fire that overtook the land. These dreams so upset him, that he refused to share them with anyone. He just kept hoping that nothing would ever come of them. I have had to deal with resentment and disappointment (yes, both are demons,) towards this boy of mine, because he had withheld these dreams from us. Had I known before hand of his dreams, I would have responded much differently to the call of alarm.

On that fateful day, I was out taking care of some business, when one of my boys called me. “Mom,” he said, “there’s a fire near by; please come home!”

The clerk at the store where I had just arrived, overheard my son’s impassioned plea. “Oh, you don’t have to worry about that!” she exclaimed. “That’s way too far away from you guys to affect you!”

But I told my son right in front of her so she could hear, “start saying psalm 91 out loud. Claim that the wind would change direction and that it would pull the fire away from us. I’m on my way.”

I didn’t think at the time, that the fire was a big deal; many times before the firemen would go and put out the fire and nothing would ever really come of it. But just in case, I had him start claiming. I also sensed that it was good for me to be home, even if it was just to give emotional support to my boys.

So despite the scoffing of the clerk, (who thought I was totally over-reacting,) I left the place without concluding my business, and drove back home.

When I got there, my kids pulled me out onto the deck to see the fire. It was over a hundred degrees outside, and I was still hot from my travel. I looked at the fire, and was unimpressed. It looked quite small from where I was standing. It reminded me of someone’s campfire that had just gotten a bit out of control. I figured the firemen would put it out soon. Little did I know, that our view was blocked by many trees and buildings. It was way bigger than what I had thought, and it was coming straight at us.

Another one of my boys seemed to grasp the severity of the situation. He stood out there in that sweltering heat, praying and rebuking the fire. The wind was blowing in his face from the direction that it usually does this time of year. It was the same direction that the fire was going. He held out his hand like a stop signal, and began to claim in the name of Jesus (using John 15:7-8, and John 16:23-24,) that the wind would shift and move the fire away from our home.

Suddenly the ground shook as from a mighty explosion, (I think the fire had hit a bunch of propane tanks not too far from us,) one of my kids yelled out from the shock of it, and then the fire roared to life, and raced upwards and forward towards us.

Then the electricity line went and we lost power.

Now we could see more of the fire, and we could feel the intense heat radiating from it. The sound of the fire roaring is one I will not soon forget. It rose like a fiend, all orange flames licking upwards, several stories high, curling and disappearing into high black waves of smoke.

One of my older boys took off in one of the cars, to see if the firemen needed any help in fighting the fire.

I went and got changed into something cooler, for I knew it would be a while before the power came back on.

My kids said they could hear voices up the road. One of my kids felt from the Lord Jesus to go investigate. He found a group of people up at the far corner of our property, discussing the fire. A fireman ran up to the group just then, and told them that it was time for everyone to evacuate.

My son ran back home and came and told me. I ran downstairs where my husband was having his on-line meeting, and tried to get his attention. I could tell he was really mad at me for interrupting him, (I do not know why; none of us had ever interrupted him before. Hind sight tells me it must have been a demonic attack,) but I waited (wasting precious moments,) till he turned to me. I said with one breath “THE FIRE HAS INCREASED WERE EVACUATING.”

I didn’t wait for his response, but turned to run back upstairs. The boy who had given me the warning, yelled at me as I was running. “What do we do?” he wailed. His voice was filled with panic.

My heart gave a big hard thump in its chest. “Pack!”

“Noooo!” he cried, and began to hit panic big time. He could not think; all he did was stand there and scream.

I thought it was odd that this child should react in such a way, and it was making any form of thinking for me impossible. As a mamma, you simply can’t think clearly with your child screaming as if a body part was being torn off of them. Little did I know at the time, that this was the child who had all the nightmares of the fire just weeks before, so for him, he was watching his nightmares come true.

I stopped my packing, got the blessing oil, blessed him and cast the demon of panic out. He then stopped yelling and was able to go pack.

I grabbed my overnight bag, (the luggage was up in the attic,) and grabbed a fist full of underwear, some tops and some bottoms, shoved them into the bag, and then paused.

I looked around the room in bewilderment, my feet glued to the floor. What do you take, when given only a few moments to pack? Your mind simply blanks. I stood there, frozen. There was so much stuff that I was looking at, that I suddenly realized simply did not matter. How was I supposed to sort through all the things to find the stuff that did?

Into this confusion came the Lord’s voice. “Camping,” He said.

So just as if I was getting ready to go camping, I started gathering up more stuff. I ran into the bathroom to gather up some vitamins, and I felt the Lord ask me, “Do you really believe in Me, that I will save your house?”

I knew what He was asking. He wanted to know if I really believed that He would grant me my request that I had claimed, according to the scriptures, or if I was just mouthing the words. I thought about it for a moment, and realized that I did believe. “Yes,” I replied firmly. “I do.”

“Thus others homes are saved also.”

I didn’t give what He said just then much thought, I was trying to gather as much stuff into the little overnight bag that I could. The computer and its power cord, crackers to eat, a bible, shoes, my children’s text books-

And then came the cry from my husband. “Come on! Stop packing; we have to go now!” He loaded up my stuff into the car along with his, and some bags from the kids, and then told me to take the car and leave, and meet him at a parking lot a good distance away.

On my way out, I unlocked the chicken coops, figuring this way they had more of a chance to  escape the fire if need be, and then ran to the car. I started to drive off, and found that my oldest (the one who had gone to see if the firemen needed his help but was told no,) was already in the car in front of me. But we were stopped at the edge of our drive way. Cars weren’t moving. Those in the cars ahead of us, had stopped to talk to someone else, causing everyone else to get backed up. We sat there, with the fire raging up behind us, and satan tried to get me to panic, but I shook it away. “The Lord is with us,” I said out loud to him with scorn, “we will not be touched!”

Finally, after what felt like forever, the cars began to move. We finally met up with everyone else. I knew I had the most important things now with me; all of my family had escaped. We had all the animals except the chickens. (I have way too many chickens to just quickly load up in a car.)

Others from our subdivision were also there. There were firefighters that went from person to person, asking them where their house was, and then declaring whether or not their house was standing. One of them seen us, and said “Oh! You live on THAT street! Your house is toast, man.”

My kids walked away from them, and claimed under their breath, that our house WILL be saved, for we were claiming it in the name of Jesus. One of my boys came and told me, that he had just heard from Jesus, and Jesus had told him that our house will be safe. This son told me, that no matter what, WE MUST NOT DOUBT.

Everyone watched as the fire grew larger and closer. At this point, it was incredibly huge, enveloping many, many blocks, and the sky was just glowing and pulsating with orange and black heat. One of my boys couldn’t take it any more, and asked to go to his friend’s house. They were offering shelter for us there. My husband told me to go with them. I told him no, and that I would not leave him. (The last thing I wanted to happen in this mess, is to get separated from him!) But he told me he wanted to stay to see what was happening, and that he would follow me later, so I went.

As I followed my son and his friend in my car, I found that my legs and arms began to shake, and my stomach felt like it was about to toss all its cookies out the window. So I started claiming in the name of Jesus that I could still drive and that I would not throw up.

I then wondered if we should try to find a hotel to stay in, instead of staying at my son’s friend’s house, but I sensed it was too late, for we were already on our way.

The shock of it all was still hitting me, so I started claiming again, and quoting the scriptures that say:

If you live in Me

And My Words live in you,

You may ask Me for anything in My name,

AND YOU WILL RECEIVE IT

In order to give glory to the Father,

And in order that your joy would be full!

(John 15:7-8 and John 16:23-24)

I then praised the Lord, and told him how great He is; that nothing can compare to His glory. I thanked Him for saving us.

Then I spoke in tongues, not knowing what else to say, and wishing that there was some way that I could praise him better. (Remembering scripture at this point, was difficult.)

It was then that the Lord told me to put the radio on.

I thought this odd, for I wasn’t in the mood to sort through or listen to any music. But I obeyed, and found that somehow, the radio was tuned into some kind of bible hour program that I had never heard of before. (For that matter, I had never heard of the station before either.) They were working through the psalms. The voice read the Word of God over the radio, and then I repeated it out loud.

Some of them I shouted out loud, and raised my hand in claiming, others I simply said “Amen!”. For it was coming so fast at me, that I could not repeat it quickly enough, before they would speak the next one. I cried with joy, at the precious Words that I was fed.

When the bible hour was over, I turned off the radio, and began to speak in tongues. I simply didn’t know what to pray for; I was still in shock.

When we finally got there, I had to be helped in; my legs were threatening to give out beneath me. I thanked those we were staying with, for their generosity in letting us stay. My son’s friend said that he had some other friends that also wanted to help us out, and that the rest of us could be divvied up between them. (Our family is too big to simply stay at one place.) So our family separated up, and went to go stay with the others.

When my husband returned, he was not able to give us any news; the firemen were still there fighting the fire, and the road was now blocked off, so he was unable to get back home to see if our house still stood.

He got a call from one of his friends, offering to put us up for the duration of our need. We talked about it, but I heard the Lord Jesus quite clearly say to me, “Do not go from house to house!”, so we stayed where we were.

 

TO BE CONTINUED…

The Broadcast Of Fear

The other day, I was listening to a piece of news at night, in the form of a radio podcast. The topic was on people disappearing, and it started talking about the recent airplane that disappeared. The front of the youtube picture, had the radio numbers and other identifying items written across the screen. At the bottom of it, and towards the center, was a picture of a green alien, holding out his hand and making the ‘peace’ symbol with his fingers.

The news had come from one of my usual Christian sources, so I figured that those that put on the radio show, were also believers.

However, looking at that green alien drawn across their title page, made me wonder. As I stared at it, I sensed a slow insidious demonic attack coming from it, but I just figured that it was from someone who did not understand that aliens are demonic. So, to be safe, I kept the computer screen closed during the recording, so it could not affect me.

As I listened to the recording, about a half hour into the program, they changed the topic and began to discuss the thousands of unsolved missing person cases that have happened in the national parks. For the next half hour, I listened to them describe the profiles of those gone missing. Then with sudden chills in the back of my neck, I realized that I was not alone in the room.

Fear was there with me.

It tried to make me doubt the Lord’s protection over my family, and to question with great fear, a possible future vacation into one of the national parks.

I realized then, that simply closing the computer screen had not kept out the evil. Even though there was no openly evil or pagan things discussed on this show, somehow evil had still permeated the room.

So I opened back up the computer, and shut down the web link, right in the middle of the radio program. I then closed the portal (by claiming it to be so in Jesus name,) and then I cast out the demons that I sensed in the room.

But the whole thing left me feeling kind of uneasy.

So I went out into the kitchen to get a glass of water. Moments later, one of my kids had evidently woken up, and came out to see what was going on, for he had been attacked by demons in his dream. He told me, that he had a nightmare that our family was camping out in one of the national parks, and him and one of his brothers had gotten lost within the park, and that something very evil was chasing them.

I then quickly told him what I had been listening to, and we then cast out any remaining demons together, blessed each other with the blessed olive oil, and then my son went back to bed.

It wasn’t till the next day, that we realized that it had been during the first few hours of the spring equinox, that this had happened to us.

(Much evil in general is wrought during the spring equinox.)

It was interesting for me to discover, that simply closing the computer screen was not enough to keep any demonic interference from the room. It was also interesting, to find that even though the words themselves coming from the recording were not evil, (I still believe that the broadcast was created by Christians,) the story itself was still evil enough for satan to try to use against us.

The Lord Jesus then admonished me to listen to the Holy Spirit that He put inside me, and when I sense that something is not quite clean, to simply turn away from it completely, and have nothing to do with it. If the news message is that important for me to receive, Then the Lord Jesus will find another way to give it to me.

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Scripture:

“Abstain from all appearance of evil.” 1 Thessalonians 5:22 (KJV)

Psalm 23:4 “Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.”

Psalm 34:13 “Keep thy tongue from evil, and thy lips from speaking guile.”

Psalm 34:14 “Depart from evil, and do good; seek peace, and pursue it.”

Psalm 121:7 “The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil: he shall preserve thy soul.”

Psalm 140:1 “Deliver me, O Lord, from the evil man: preserve me from the violent man;”

Proverbs 3:7 “Be not wise in thine own eyes: fear the Lord, and depart from evil.”

Proverbs 16:17 “The highway of the upright is to depart from evil: he that keepeth his way preserveth his soul.”

Ecclesiastes 12:14 “For God shall bring every work into judgment, with every secret thing, whether it be good, or whether it be evil.”

Matthew 6:13 “And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil: For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever. Amen.”

 

Four more dreams and visions that have come to pass

(Please note, this is a continuation of the previous post: https://dreamsofdunamis.wordpress.com/2012/07/28/the-letters-j-and-h-and-3-visions-that-have-come-true/ . )

Four more dreams/visions my children have had, that have come to pass:

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This dream (it was not a vision,) was the oddest one to have been given. It was like a puzzle that we could not figure out, till it happened.

In this dream, the child went about their daily life, just as they would as if they were awake. But in this dream, they would keep hearing music in the background. The music would vary slightly, but always had the same singer. The music played over and over and over again, till it really grated on the nerves. No matter what the child was doing in this dream, the music could be heard playing. Finally, this child recognized one of the songs being played; it was the song called ‘Thriller’, by Michael Jackson.

Over and over again, the varied music selections of Michael Jackson played, till the child awoke.

That morning, this child came to me, and told me of the dream. The child gave me snatches of some of the songs also heard in the dream, and I was able to name almost every one. We first thought that if there was one song that played more than the others, there might be some kind of warning or message in them, but we could not find any song that stood out more than the others. It was as if every song ever performed by Michael Jackson had been heard in this dream.

So we both shrugged, not sure of what to make of it, and then set it aside.

Till two weeks later, it was announced over the air waves, that Michael Jackson, the king of pop, had died.

Then, just like in the dream, everywhere we went, we heard the various songs of Michael Jackson being played. On the television, through the radio, over the internet, and even when we went out of the house, in waiting rooms, grocery stores, department stores,…wherever we went, we heard his music. After the first few days or so, it started to really grate on the nerves. Just as it had in the dream….

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One child had a dream/vision where they sensed that someone famous, a female, someone well liked by the people, was going to die before their time, and the people were posting on line how it was so sad, and such a tragedy. This person was not someone this child had seen before. 

Three days later, Whitney Houston died. Right away, the child recognized the person in the vision, and knew that was the person the vision was referring to…

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In this dream, my child seen a family, living somewhere in the rural part of the United States. They had an area with lots of land. (Were they farmers? Not sure.) One day, on their property, the family discovers a small hole, just a foot or two wide. As the days progressed, the hole grew, until it became very wide indeed. This confused the family who owned the land, for there had never been reports of caves (that could form such sinkholes,) under their land.

Then, like an unseen sound wave, more sinkholes began to form in other parts of the country. Here and there, seemingly unrelated, they began to form with more frequency and speed, some even forming overnight. This phenomenon spread all over the world.

Then the child woke up.

A few weeks later, we came across an article, describing a family and their growing sinkhole on their land. In the weeks and months following, more sinkholes formed all over the world, and many were featured in various articles online.
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This one was a vision.

Out in space, amongst the stars, hung the earth. It was kept there, somehow, by some kind of unknown force field that had been set up ages before, in the beginning. It glowed with beauty, with its blue waters, tan earth, and white clouds translucently showing from underneath the haze of oxygen that surrounded it. Around it’s center, like a present that had been gift wrapped, lay a thin line, that tied itself closed with a tiny simple bow.
 
It hung there, motionless, giving off the slightest steady hum of sound.

That was all that could be heard from space.

Then the viewpoint shifted, so that the earth was slightly to the right of the view, leaving a large open space beside it.

A large hand, about the size of the earth, (maybe a bit bigger?) came into view from the left, reached out, took a hold of the bow, and gave it one gentle tug, before letting go.

The earth rocked forward and then back, ever so slightly, until it returned to its original placement amongst the stars. The steady hum that the earth gave off, changed ever so slightly in its pitch, before returning to its norm.

Then the large hand entered into view. Once again, it grabbed hold of the string, and gave another tug on it.

The earth wobbled back and forth, seemingly struggling to return to its former place, and the hum increased in its volume, before it returned to normal.

Then the huge hand pulled yet again on the bow, and the earth swayed back and forth, this time with greater movement.

This pattern continued a few more times, until the child awoke from the dream.   

When the child who had this dream came to me and told me about it, chills went down my spine, for I had just gotten done reading parts of Isaiah, Chapter 24.

This child’s eyes grew huge, when I read out loud Isaiah 24:19-20…
“The earth is utterly broken down, the earth is clean dissolved, the earth is moved exceedingly.
The earth shall reel to and fro like a drunkard, and shall be removed like a cottage; and the transgression thereof shall be heavy upon it; and it shall fall, and not rise again.” (KJV)

A few days later, I ran into an article, describing how the earth’s axis has shifted, after the Japan quake….

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