A Dream And A Vision…

A Dream And A Vision…

January 2, 2010

The Final Leg

There is, for me anyway, a distinct difference between a dream and a vision.

A dream happens in the unconscious state of sleeping, can last from what seem like mere seconds to what seems like forever.

It can be a one time event or be the recurring kind. May or may not have bearing on some current or future event.

My dreams, the important ones at least, have been the short, few seconds, recurring (lasting over a span of 20 years) and have always had some bearing on future events concerning me or someone else.

Now a vision on the other hand never happens when you are in the unconscious state of sleep and mine have always lasted on a few seconds or so.

They have always come to me with crystal clarity and there is no mistaking what I have seen.

Most of the time I see “Things”.

It is the best I can describe them. Except to say, I know they are wholly evil and they have come to wreak havoc.

I won’t mention the one I saw in the pallet yard riding around with Billy, to this day I still wonder whatever happened with him … to him, but that was his battle.

The next time I saw it was as I was lying awake in bed at the William Booth looking out the window.

And there It sat on the limb of the tree outside the window. Shortly thereafter the trouble began.

(get ref. file to Seattle incident dated April thru June 2006)

 

 

It was around mid May 2009.

I was sleeping in the cab in the parking lot of the QT in Phoenix AZ and I was having this nightmarish dream of the vamp-things tapping on the windows of the cab trying to get in.

I looked around and they were all around the car, at every window, pulling on the door handles.

It was hot and I always slept with the air on and the doors locked.

It seemed so real …. But it was only a dream.

You see, I have had enough dreams concerning the battles to know what a dream is.

I have also had enough visions to know what “Thing” the enemy will be.

Because on awakening from that dream I looked out the window up in the tree that was in the QT parking lot….

And there It sat, up on the limb, the very same one I had seen slightly more than 3 years earlier in Seattle.

Looking at me, her leg dangling and swing.

So I knew a battle line had been drawn and what I was to be prepared for…

And so the attacks and persecution began.

In every area from personal attacks,  physical, emotional, but mostly spiritual (after all these are spiritual battles that we wage) and on to financial.

I have come to a point in my life where I refuse to give things and persons sent by Satan power in my life by speaking or dwelling on them long.

I know that God sees all … and judges all.

So even before the final horrific thing that was done intentionally. God assured me there was a path to victory here and what I was to do was to ….

Keep my eyes on Jesus and keep putting one foot in front of the other and leave the consequences to Him

That is what I have done …. And continue doing…

So, here  I am, exactly a year to the day of my younger brothers death,  on the final leg of my journey … heading home.

Not a part of anything that I had planned, but as I have true as so many times before…..

What Satan plans for evil in our lives, God works to the good.

Rom 8:28  And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.

January 9, 2010

Amen.