A Miracle: My Son Walked Away From The Car Accident

One of my boys was driving home from college one evening. It was in the middle of winter, and it was a cold night.

He was coming around a sharp bend in the road, when he suddenly hit a patch of black ice and went sailing. The car hit the embankment, rolled over and went up into the sky. It landed upside down, just a foot or so away from the base of a huge fat oak tree.

There was a bar near by the accident, and the owners rushed out to see if they could help, for they had heard the crash.

But my son was already climbing out of the automobile on his own.

He called us to come and get him.

When we got there, I embraced him and asked him if he was o.k.. He told me that right as he hit the patch of ice, an angel appeared to him in the car in the passenger seat, and told him to hold onto the steering wheel. As he held on, the angel shielded him from the shards of glass and pushed the top of the car up where my son sat.

We looked at the car and knew right away that it was totaled. It had flattened out except for where he had sat, and all the windows were busted. One could tell that the suspension was shot. No one would ever be driving this car again. I looked at the small area from where my son had crawled out from, and wondered how he had squeezed through such a small opening without a scratch. He ended up walking away from that accident with just a few bruises in his shoulders.

If the car had gone in a straight line as one would have expected, it would have landed in the river where my son might have drowned. But for some reason, the car curved just enough to stay on dry land.

Thank You Jesus Christ of Nazareth for saving my son!

We learned later, that this place has had many other accidents, some fatal, from cars hitting the black ice from the river in the winter time. People have asked the county to put a warning sign there, or at least to slow down the speed allotment for the curve but so far they have refused.

During these days of Hanukkah, also known as the festival of lights, we recount the miracles that our Lord and Savior has done for us on our behalf. This was one of them.

May the Lord keep you in the palm of His mighty hand,
C. Dunamis

Tidal Waves

A dream…

A tidal wave rolled in to the shoreline, surprising many, even though they had been warned that one might come. Some scoffed, (“That’s nothing!”), others became concerned, for they seen the loss that the wave had brought.

We knew that the place where we were now, would not sustain another wave. So we grabbed what we could, (a change of clothes; a special outfit, some odds-n-ends,) and sought a different shelter.

Many others were seeking shelter in the places that were thought to be the strongest, and it was suggested that we go there too, but I kept telling my children, “No, I will go where my God has told me to go.”

Panic was beginning to sweep over the people, as they watched the next tidal wave come in. People rushed to their shelters, some running to and fro, not knowing what they should do. Some nearest to me had heard what I had said, and then decided to go where we were going, because “If God has told her to go there, then it must be safe!” (They didn’t understand; survival was not my reason for seeking this particular shelter; I went there because God told me to. If it were God’s will for me to die, then at least I would be in the right place at the right time for that to happen.)

We found one of the tallest buildings in the city, (a big high-rise made of brick,) and then went up to the very top, where glass rooms were layered, forming the top floor. We went in, (it was crowded already, but God made room for us,) and then He led us into the next one, and the next, till we could go in no farther. God then told us to make sure all the doors and windows were shut, and then bid us to wait.

We watched the waves as they kept coming in, slowly wiping out the shorter buildings below us. The panic we all felt, was severe. We watched water level slowly rise around us, and feared we too, would drown if we stayed where we were. So we looked to get out and move inland, but when we turned our eyes out to that direction, we seen three men dressed in black fatigues, pointing strange guns at us. I sensed the guns were the cause of the tidal waves, but did not understand how. Then I seen a huge tidal wave coming towards us from behind them, and I wondered, “why in the world would a tidal wave be coming from inland?” The wave advanced along with them, like a well-heeled dog following it’s master. I realized with shock, that they were forcing all the people to stay where they were.

So we remained in the glass house, (the room reminded me of a 10 gal. aquarium,) and watched as wave after wave rolled in, each one washing away more people and more shelters, till the waves reached up to our level. The first wave to hit us did no real damage. The people on the floor cheered. But then the next wave came, ripping off the outer glass section, and carrying away all the people within it. Wave after wave came, removing each of the layers of the glass floor, till there was only our container left. I watched as the last wave formed its hump out over the depths of the ocean and thought, “now it is our turn…”

When the final wave came in, it was more like a swell upon the ocean, for the water was already up to our level. Like a big hand, it gently lifted us up, as the building beneath us dissolved into the water, and carried us along in the wave at great speed, until we found ourselves gently placed far inland, on lush green land. We then looked around and found that only those that had survived by ‘chance’, and those that had listened to the Holy Spirit’s guidance and done His will, had survived. As we climbed out of the shelter, I woke up.

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Bombs Of Destructive Light

A warning dream I was given on 3-22-13…

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I was a young girl in her mid twenties or so,
but in this dream, I was in spirit form, being shown a map.
It looked like the state of Florida, but it could have been further up the coast line,
To where the land juts out a bit.

Towards the bottom, an area of the map was being focused on,
And was being reported on by a weatherman.
Large dangerous storms were being predicted, and warnings were going out.
They were warning of extreme high winds and snow.
I was not sure however, if the warnings ever got out to those living there.

When the storm hit, it was unlike anything ever experienced by people before.

The cold was so extreme in some areas, that people were freezing to death.
They simply had never run into such extreme cold and snow.

The high winds also blew odd dust particles into every crack and crevice,
and blew into peoples homes, making it hard for people to breathe.

Some, in an effort to escape the suffocating particles,
Got into their cars, and turned on the heat to stay warm.
But sadly, they did not think to put a filter on the outside of the car’s air vents,
so the poisonous particles were blown up into the inside of the car anyways.

People were dying from breathing in those poisonous particles.
It was so sad to see, for if they had simply used a filter on the air vent of their car,
they would have been o.k..
And if they had wet down some bath towels and placed them around the window sills,
and over other places that leaked in any air, they too, would have survived.
It wasn’t like a gas that seeped in and killed you. These were large dust particles,
colored almost the same as snow,
(in fact they were mixed in with each other, making it hard to tell just what was what,)
that was poisonous to the lungs and the body if breathed in.

I wondered what kind of storm would cause such poison to rain down from the sky,
and I sensed that something had happened, outside of nature,
to have made such an odd storm. This was man made and not from God.

I was then spirited up and out of there, and I sensed I went back in time somewhat,
And was placed into a small secret room. I sensed that the room was underground.
I was then shown another map of the United States,
Similar in shape to what the weatherman had used earlier to report the coming storm.
In the same area as where the weatherman had predicted high winds, snow, and bitter cold.
A huge black marker had encircled the whole tip of the land.
But instead of the map claiming that bad weather would soon be on its way,
this map, I realized with sudden horror, was a map that was showing where bombs would be going off.
I glanced quickly to the whole map, and then seen one circle on the west coast,
and somewhere else more in the middle of the land,
Before I was suddenly transported back to where I had been before.
I sensed that there were to be five bombs, all scheduled to go off at the same time.

These bombs were similar to a nuclear bomb, in the way they went off,
and in the amount of land that was affected, but there were differences between them too.
When these went off, an incredibly bright and painful light premeated everything.
Many many miles away from where it went off, the light still penetrated everything.
It was not enough to simply close the eyes;
the brightness of the light easily went right through the eye lids.
There was no direction to shield yourself from the light, for it was everywhere at once.
The only way to protect yourself,
was to find something else of solid bulk to hold over your eyes.
Earth was the best, but not everyone had immediate access to that.
Others used a mattress, while others didn’t know what else to do,
so they simply covered their eyes with their hands.
(Sadly, this was not as effective by itself. Both hands and knees worked out better.)

The light went on for several moments, till it slowly began to fade.
(Though this fading may simply be the eye balls trying to recover from such a bright light.)
Then came the silence, and then finally the great winds. In these winds,
were the poisonous particles that were lethal to breathe in.
Then came the extreme cold and snow.

Surviving was doable, if one didn’t breathe in the particles,
succumb to the cold, or leave one’s eyes totally unprotected.

The problem with it all, is that as far as the general populace was concerned,
this was a new weapon that they had not heard of before.
They didn’t realize the importance of covering up the eyes, or in not breathing in the soot.
Those that figured they would be just fine, were not.
Those that panicked and lost all coherent thought, did not survive.

I was then transported back into the future.

I went to work, just like any other day, and then in the afternoon,
I sensed that this was the day for the bombs to go off.
I tried to warn the two other girls I was working with,
By bringing them down into the basement of the building,
(It was an office building,) and relaying to them what will happen next,
and how they could help protect their eyes from the destruction.

I could tell that they only half believed me,
But I didn’t worry too much about the other half.
I knew the destructive light would flash at any moment now,
and that they would end up believing me when it happened.
So I demonstrated how they must cover their eyes when it hits.
Moments later, the bombs go off, and the light obliterates all other doubt.
All three of us cover our eyes with the palms of our hands and then press our face into whatever was solid around us.

We survived the first part of the attack of light.

*

I then woke up.

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“Because of You,

we are not afraid of sudden terror or destruction caused by the wicked, when it comes,

for we rely on Adonai;

You will keep our feet from being caught in a trap”

(Proverbs 3:25-26)