A Dream…A Vision…A Warning…..ACall

I Will Not Deliver You…I Will See You Through

I had a dream last night.  It was as if I was almost “floating” through a very, very larger house.  It was the most beautiful and lavish house I have ever seen.  It was a house filled with great wealth. There was a large swimming pool in every room, many green lush plants at every corner. There were people, not just any people, in the house only Christians.  Everywhere I looked, I saw Christians.

Somehow I just knew they were Christians.  They were all grumbling and complaining to each other and to themselves;

in the midst of such beauty and wealth and bounty. They were complaining and unhappy.

I felt my spirit begin to grieve.  A song welled up inside of me. I began to sing and prophesy.  I went from room to room, floating through the air, prophesying in song. (I do not recall any of the words I sang) I DO remember that each person covered their ears as I passed them by, so as not to hear my words. I made it through the whole house and out the roof and I was in the presence of the Lord. I was at His feet. I cried out to Him,

”Lord! Lord! Why do they complain so?  They are so blessed and have so much. They will not listen to you. They will not listen to me, whom you have sent. Why won’t they listen?”

“Amy, dear child,” the Lord replied, ever so gently, “you can not reach with them until first you deal with your own heart.”

At that the Lord disappeared and a very ugly face instantly appeared before me.  I knew it was my accuser, Satan.  His face was very dark black with a touch of deep, deep red.  It had the texture of scales. His heads had small sharp horns.  He began to laugh at me.

I stretched my right hand out to where I had last seen the Lord and cried out,

“Lord! Lord!” The Lord reappeared

”Deliver me!” I cried out.

Yeshua replied back, with the purest of love and strength in his voice, “I will not deliver you from this, but I WILL see you through it. Behold I am with you always.”

At that Yeshua disappeared from sight again and my accuser grabbed me from behind and I shaken awake from my sleep.

When I opened my eyes the peace of the Lord surrounded me. I lay in his presence in a state of Holy Awe for several minutes….until I was able to breathe words of repentance and prayer on my behalf and the behalf of the church.

Forgive us Lord for even the things for which we are not aware we have done….purify us Lord….make us holy as you are holy.

Forgive me Lord…..sanctify me…purify me….holy….I want to be holy…..holy….like you.

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Holy.....Holy....Holy

You are Holy

Yes you are Holy

How can I be 

Holy....Holy.....Holy

Like you are Holy

Yes you are Holy

How can I be

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Come Lord...Come Lord....please

Come make me be Holy...

Like you are Holy, Holy Holy...

Come Lord...Come Lord...please

Come I give all I am to you....

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Holy.....Holy....Holy

You are Holy

Yes you are Holy

I know I can be 

Holy....Holy.....Holy

Like you are Holy

I know I can be Holy like you

Help me be....

Holy.....Holy....Holy

You are Holy

Yes you are Holy

I know I can be 

Holy....Holy.....Holy

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You gave your----self for me....

So I could learn to be.....

Holy....Holy....Holy...

Like you.

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Three Crocodiles - A dream!

  A Dream

I had in 2008

I was driving with my family across America. 

As we went over a big hill I saw three HUGE Crocodile Jets 

land on our soil. When we made it to the city of our destination we were stopped by military men with military riffles lined up and checking the cars and motorcycles and bicycles that were coming into the city. 

This was a laborious process that took much time. Although My entire family had set out together on our journey. The military men had separated us. It was now just myself and my daughters in my car and Dan on his own behind us.

As we were waiting our time to be checked by the armed military men, there were people on bikes in front of us. They turned around and looked at us. They looked inside our car and saw brown packages in our back seat and grabbed at them, trying to open them and began to yell, "Hey! You are Christians!!! You aren't supposed to be here!!! You can't have this!!!" I answered back, calm as I could, "Why are you doing this? We haven't said a thing to you? Stop. Leave that [package] alone." 

Then Dan, who was behind us , came forward, and yelled at them to leave us alone....and they did.

Then the Military men let us through.

We did not see Dan after this. He was sent to the left and my daughters and I to the right. 

We continued on foot to what seemed to be our original destination.We each had one suite case.

It was a retreat center of sorts.

When we got there we went straight to our room. It was one very large room with many, many beds in it.

I put my suitcase down and opened it and went outside. 

I sat down on the wall in the yard where we all were at that time.  

Then I looked up in the sky and suddenly.     

Out of the sky began to fall -  pieces of buildings from different parts of the world.

The Eiffel tower, the the Space Needle Tower in Seattle Wa, Statue of Liberty, Taj Mahal and I saw stones that had the faces carved in them. Faces of different world leaders, France, England, Russia. They fell out of the sky.

We went to the front of the building to look at all the pieces that had fallen. As they were not like a vision to us. In this dream they were faces made of stone. 

People were screaming and in an uproar. It was so eerie.  It  was so vivid. 

I went inside the building where I was staying to see what kind of damage the retreat center had sustained.  NONE.  The only thing is that, there was nothing left inside of the building.  NOTHING. Literally nothing. No furniture, no food, no plumbing.  It was swept clean. I found the person in charge of the center.  I asked her where my stuff was, she said my supervisor had it. I found my supervisor and she handed me my purse. 

I opened it up and the only thing in it was my identification. I turned around and before me was a small personal sized wailing wall with my two Shabbat candles from home on either side of my wall. I leaned up against it and began to weep deeply.

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Time is running out.

Are you reading to meet your creator?

Three Tornadoes

A Dream

Is the Church Ready?

 I was inside a huge church building and I saw out the front window three tornadoes in the distance. I walked up closer to the window and stared  at them for a moment and saw them swirling around each other like crazy – back and forth – back and forth.

I hollered out, “Every one! Quick! Get down stairs!  There’s a tornado coming! Don’t worry about closing the doors, the wind will get them for you!”

Everyone headed for the basement except for a few people in leadership. They kept working. I stood there staring out the window. Then I saw the three tornadoes come upon a small town just blocks from us. As the tornadoes hit the city…the city instantly went up in flames. At that point I headed for the door of the church and went outside. I had absolutely no fear. I looked straight up into the sky. There were heavy winds blowing all around me and dirt flying because of the hard, dirt ground that surrounded the church grounds. At this point the tornadoes were right above me and the building and I actually saw the “face of a man” in the one tornado - right above me. I recognized the face.  Just as soon as I recognized the face - the tornadoes simultaneously dropped like heavy rain upon the church and the ground around ….so much so that the once hard, dry ground became like mud.

Then, people started coming up from the ground like dead people being made alive…..they had bandages on and were all dirty from the mud. Some had scars. They were ugly and some were so old.

I felt so bad for them…..I began to cry out to those that were in the church, “Help! Some body help me, help these poor people! Please!!”

Then the door to the building opened up and one by one a few people came out and began to help those that were covered from the storm and had all those wounds.

Love isn’t Fair

Love Isn’t Fair

It's not supposed to be

Love is not about “me” love is all about “you”

Love is selfless not selfish

Love doesn’t need it helps

Love doesn’t worry it believes

Love doesn’t wonder why it rejoices in the good and carries through in the bad

Love doesn’t demand it allows the other to be who they are

Love isn’t a feeling love is a choice; once made can blossom and grown into something incredible full of romance and comfort and security and worth far more than any treasure this world has to afford.

But fair? No. Love is not fair. It’s not supposed to be.

It is something for “us” that needs to be learned…definitely learned.

To learn from the one whose love is PERFECT we must spend time with the Master….

Yeshua HaMashiach, Jesus the Anointed One, Messiah Savior of the World…..

The Word of God tells us in John (John 15:13)

“Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends.”

Jesus, did nothing deserving of death, but out of LOVE for us, to pay the price for OUR SIN, took our place and gave His Life IN PLACE of OURS.

THAT is LOVE.

FAIR?

NO!

Love?

YES!