<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849503574180018912</id><updated>2024-10-24T06:12:07.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here Comes This Dreamer</title><subtitle type='html'>Genesis 37:19</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herecomesthisdreamernow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849503574180018912/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herecomesthisdreamernow.blogspot.com/'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793989238757542566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPwmE1mn0mSLqzF476R4kS-m5i0dZr_JlO-cBTzdX6weUgd_sqNMVCfluzKbdbsbC5UghFEWLOGI04jg7HunMIAkRbt1NHuD6_SrtUZ9P0NSyVJLjnpmqx5HHB_j_1Qg/s1600/*'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849503574180018912.post-4255851406143445223</id><published>2015-05-21T16:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2015-11-18T19:27:58.746-06:00</updated><title type='text'>NINEVEH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;It has been quite some time since I blogged about a dream as
you can tell by the date of my last blog. However, I do know that I am
compelled to write this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I
know I named this blog “Nineveh’ but first, I would like to talk about the
number eleven. Now I know it seems out of place, especially in accordance with
the title but bear with me. I want to show you first how the number eleven led
me to Nineveh. &lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222;&quot;&gt;Because just as the
number eleven has bulldozed its way into my life and pushed itself to the
forefront of my psyche. It has caused a now urgent need to write this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #222222;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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number eleven everywhere or multiples thereof that has bulldozed its way into
my life such as 44 or 55. Let me take you through one particularly haunting day
with the number eleven. Keeping in mind the number eleven or multiples of
eleven will only appear 5 times in 1 hour on a digital clock. So in a 24 hour
day, it will appear 120 times, and in my waking hours I would have had a possible
siting of eleven or multiples thereof only 75 times. Also keeping in mind it’s
not only with time it’s with everything I see. It’s on license plates, on the
back of trucks, on TV as random prices and so on. Everywhere there’s a number
eleven I see it, as if I am compelled to view it at the moment it appears. Here’s
how a day went with eleven:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I randomly woke up in the middle
of the night and looked at the time on my phone and it said 3:33 am. It’s a
little chilly in the house so I checked the thermostat and read 66 degrees. I woke
up for the day and its 7:44 am. I take a trip to the grocery store and to my
surprise, they are servicing number 44 at the deli. After checking out, I
glance at my receipt and my total came to $15.11. On the way back home, the car
directly ahead of me had a license plate number with 744 at the end. Later, I
use my GPS to get to an address and my exit was 44, I see it randomly on commercials
on road signs, every time I glance at the time, the weather, microwave, stove,
cell phone, laptop; the number eleven or multiples thereof always appeared. It was
as though eleven was a bull’s eye and my eyes were the target. I began to sigh.
&amp;nbsp;I could do nothing but pray and wonder
why I was seeing this and why this was at the forefront of my mind.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I inquired of my sister concerning this, she said it has happened to her
but she decided not to pay attention to it. I decided then that I could not
avoid this or disregard it. I knew there was a reason why and I knew only God
could reveal it to me. And he did by sending me a dream, and I call it &lt;b&gt;“Nineveh.” &lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I’m in my childhood home and I’m sitting at the
table eating fish. I am sitting at the north side of the table my father is at
the south side of the table. Another family member whom of that I couldn’t
recognize, sits to my right and my mother stands at my left or west side of the
table.( keeping in mind my mother passed away in 2009) &amp;nbsp;I began to speak as if I’m making a speech and I began to say, “God
cannot send the Angels to warn us because man would end up bowing down to
worship the Angels.” And my mother says, “Yes this is true, but don’t forget
about Nahum.” at that I immediately awoke.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Upon waking, I scrambled for my bible. As I turned the pages, there it
was. A little known book in the Old Testament, nestled in between Micah and
Habakkuk, was the Book of Nahum. This book was only three chapters long. I am
ashamed to say, as a nineteen year born again Christian, I can’t recall reading
this book in the Bible and if I had, I couldn’t have read it more than once. Shortly
after I began reading, I was horrified and started to cry. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;For those of you who are not familiar with the books of the bible, the
book of Nahum tells the story of God’s judgement against the city of Nineveh. Many
people may not have heard of Nineveh, however, I’m almost certain you’ve heard
the story about Jonah being swallowed by the whale. &amp;nbsp;Now, if you were to ask people why Jonah was
swallowed by the whale, they probably couldn’t tell you. According to the
Bible, God sent the whale, Jonah’s biggest fear, for his rebellion for not
wanting to preach to Nineveh. But then of course after the whale incident,
Jonah preached to Nineveh, they repented and lived for a time at least.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;In my dream, the person who
stands at a table and speaks always has the most important thing to say, which
in this case, was my mother. She directed me to a book in the bible I had completely
forgotten about. In fact, she even says “don’t forget about Nahum” because it
was crucial for me to know why. In my dream God revealed to me why I was being
haunted by the number eleven. The number eleven has significance to it even on
a biblical scale. Read the interpretation below of eleven taken from my
Christian dream interpretation book:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;ELEVEN- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;timesnewroman&amp;quot; , serif; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: TimesNewRoman;&quot;&gt;End; finish; final; incomplete; disorder;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;timesnewroman,italic&amp;quot; , serif; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;TimesNewRoman\,Italic&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;(Gen. 27: 9; 32: 33; Du. 11: 8;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;timesnewroman,italic&amp;quot; , serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;TimesNewRoman\,Italic&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Ex. 26: 7; Matt. 20: 9-12)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I believe God has raised up many Jonahs today. I am nowhere near special
and in this case I desire no attention for myself. If it had not been for the
elevens almost taking over my life, I too would have ignored him. I hated to be
the bearer of bad news but I would rather bear it than get swallowed by the whale.
&amp;nbsp;In my dream I speak to the fact that God
will not send Angels but has basically raised up Jonahs to warn the people. Below
will be my take on this experience:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The book of Nahum explains Gods plans for Nineveh. I never knew of the
horrible plan of judgement God had in store for Nineveh until the haunting of
the elevens. If you have not read the book of Nahum I urge you to read it now,
because I believe America is Modern day Nineveh.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;America like Nineveh sounds beautiful to the ears. Seven letters in each
name, but wicked as the day is long. How odious of a smell must the wickedness
of America have filled our God’s nose. With its “in your face” immoral acts so
atrocious, the killing of children, and the blatant racism that has gone
unchecked and unjudged by the unjust judges. The poor who suffered at the hands
of those whose increase of materialism that could feed small countries, whose
love of money truly is the root of all evil. Politicians devise evil laws to
assert their will upon the meek and helpless so that they may better themselves
with no regard to the poor. They are responsible for wanting to hinder and hurt
instead of helping. Most of all, the evil I have seen and heard, the evil of
the religious are the worst. The ones who carry crosses around their necks and
bibles in their back pocket and sadly hating their neighbors who are Christians
as well. How could you allow your racist hatred to spill onto the statues of
our Lord and still call yourself one named of Christ? In that day he will say, “Depart
from me you wicked servant I never knew you.” (Matt 7:23) You will not be
untouched by his wrath, you will not be held blameless. &quot;America!, you need to
repent! Repent! Or you will make the judgement of Nineveh your own.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;If my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray
and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven,
and I will forgive their sin and will heal their land.( 2 Chronicles 7:14).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;On a good note remember the lord is good, a strong hold in the day of
trouble: and he knows them that trust in him. (Nahum 1:7)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Most Sincerely,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I had this dream in the days immediately following the tragedy of &amp;nbsp;the 9/11&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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For some reason I never &amp;nbsp;publicly told this dream in fact I never told it to anyone.&lt;/div&gt;
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My dream was very short but the contents very &amp;nbsp;full. &amp;nbsp;I guess I never told it because at the time I could not be sure If &amp;nbsp;the images &amp;nbsp;in the dream was &amp;nbsp;from what I had seen on television but in hindsight I realize now it was not .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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The dream starts with &amp;nbsp;fire truck sirens in my head &amp;nbsp;I see the truck pull up to a building &amp;nbsp;and the firemen come out with equipment and proceed to travel up stairs as people piled past them going down and there is no rush.&lt;/div&gt;
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The dream now changes and I&#39;m inside of the building, I am not myself I am a white women. The dream starts inside one of the twin towers I believe it was the first tower to collapse &amp;nbsp;( I will tell you later how I came to that conclusion.) &amp;nbsp;I am at an elevated position at the very top of stairs and with me is my husband we both are dressed in blue or green scrubs, somehow in this dream I know both me and my husband are doctors. &amp;nbsp;Somehow in 3 dimensional view I see myself and can describe her as a slim petite woman my hair is in a ponytail and its strawberry blond, although I cannot describe the features of my husband I know he is a brunette. We are making our way down stairs with others, slowly no one is rushing, although we are not quite at ground level I can see ground level from my vantage point because I can see the Sun shining through the Lower windows( this is also how I knew it was the first tower because the sun still peaked through the windows, after the first tower there was no Sun) I have never been inside the trade center&amp;nbsp;I&#39;ve &amp;nbsp;never even &amp;nbsp;been to New York.&amp;nbsp;I saw a series of stairs each at a lower inclination than the stairs before it. We were at the third up bank of stairs before reaching street level . The hallway was very wide we all continue to walk slowly when all of a sudden I hear someone yell &quot;the buildings coming down!!&quot; &quot;the buildings coming down!&quot; &amp;nbsp;and just at that moment everyone breaks to run, but I knew it would be to late. The building was falling like dominoes but not vertically but horizontally. The front of the building started to collapse &amp;nbsp;first and the collapse &amp;nbsp;was moving towards us, we knew at that moment we were done for, so both &amp;nbsp;me and my husband stop turn towards each other we kiss and we embrace and when the bricks fell there was no pain, no sound only the feeling of being buried in a grave, I woke up at that moment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I believe this was a transference dream meaning you are not youself but someone else. These dreams are revealing dreams to teach empathy or I believe in my case to be a witness &amp;nbsp;I don&#39;t know if this couple existed, but I believe I dreamed this dream to be a witness to what could have been lost, what could have been unknown. One more story that needed to be told. R.I.P. 9/11 victims .&lt;/div&gt;
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It has been quite some time since I have posted a dream and believe me it is not because I have stopped dreaming, but because the dreams dreamed have been more personal than I cared to share, but I have decided to share again whether they are of a personal nature or more public. Who am I to decide what may or may not be a help to someone, so in light of that I have decided to share mine and my family dreams. &amp;nbsp;I believe this one is more public but I will share more personal dreams later. I dreamed this sometime in the very early hours of 9/2/2013.&lt;br /&gt;
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In this dream I am on a large boat, &amp;nbsp;I am not a women but a man. Suddenly I hear and feel an explosion and every one is knocked into the cold waters I see some of the men injured and there&#39;s blood in the water. I see some men desperately trying to swim for the shores. I hear a man say something but he&#39;s not speaking in English although I understand what was being said and I hear &quot; They got us while we were in the water we were not on land yet&quot; I get the feeling this was a surprise attack. I than wake up.&lt;br /&gt;
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This dream is not self interpreting or explanatory, when I have dreams like this I have learned to do three things and that&#39;s to Pray, Watch and Wait. I will give you updates on this dream whether they result in the prophetic or the symbolic.&lt;br /&gt;
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I normally will not recite dreams that have&amp;nbsp;not&amp;nbsp;come to fruition, but I have decided to post&amp;nbsp; two dreams that have not come to fruition in the event they may be prophetic&amp;nbsp;the first dream is&amp;nbsp;from my thirteen year old niece Courtney. and the other dreamed by me.I am reciting these dreams because they may be connected.&amp;nbsp; I will recite Courtney’s dream first; this is her first dream début on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Abyss (Courtney’s dream) around 3/21/11&lt;br /&gt;
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I’m in my living Room and all of a sudden I hear a loud boom!! I run downstairs and onto our front porch and my mouth fly open in shock as I see this large crater like Abyss I looked on in horror as cars and people began to fall into this Huge Crater in the center of the main street in the neighborhood, I look down inside of it and there is no end to the depths of it. The carnage was awful as I witnessed people injured the gory injuries were horrible. I see the News people there reporting the story. I woke up in complete fear.&lt;br /&gt;
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Code Emergency (My dream) 4/3/11&lt;br /&gt;
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I’m about to walk out onto my front porch, I look back towards my house and a man standing in the doorway says “there’s a’ Code Emergency’ and I look toward the street and I see what appears to be utter chaos. I see cars turned over, burning concrete chunks, I see a man on fire falling out of his car, and then I saw a man walking, yet it seemed as though his skin began to disintegrate, I woke up. In this dream there was not a feeling of fear upon waking I seemed to be disconnected from the emotions of what I was viewing.I was a spectator not a participant&lt;br /&gt;
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As in Courtney’s dream it’s hard to tell what caused the calamities because we only saw the aftermath, not the cause; what could this be? I pray our dreams are not prophetic, but I will try to give some symbolic meaning to each one.&lt;br /&gt;
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Front porch: whenever you have a dream and your standing on your front porch it means G-d is trying to reveal something to you or something is being revealed. looking&amp;nbsp; out of a&amp;nbsp;window means the same.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the Neighborhood: I remember before 9/11 my sister had a dream about men with turbans and swords in the neighborhood speaking a Middle Eastern language, they were trying to break into our home. Both mine and Courtney’s dream was about some type of Calamity in the neighborhood, which also means our backyard, our town. Our Country not necessarily on our block but on our soil.&lt;br /&gt;
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I pray for our sake this dream is symbolic and not prophetic I believe everyone should pray for America and all should humble themselves and pray&lt;br /&gt;
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If my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves, pray, search for me, and turn from their evil ways, then I will hear [their prayer] from heaven, forgive their sins, and heal their country. 2nd Chronicles 7:14&lt;br /&gt;
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In this dream I seem to be appearing through a window but I could only see the moon, there’s darkness everywhere else and the moon appears to be red with spots and as I look closer I see an animal wrapped around the moon, at first I didn’t notice the animal, the front two legs were wrapped around the front of the moon and the back two legs were hanging down the back, almost in a circle, the color of the leopard blended with the color of the moon, reddish with spots. I could hardly recognize that the leopard was there, but then it stood up and let out what sounded like a lions roar. Then I woke up. This dream seemed odd to me, at first, I was very puzzled over it.&lt;br /&gt;
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That Morning they announced on the news that we would have an eclipse, the only total lunar eclipse of the year, it was cloudy in Chicago so I had to go by what was posted on the internet, and when I viewed the pictures I was shocked! The pictures matched what I had seen in my dream a red moon with spots.(see picture below).&lt;br /&gt;
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What surprised me more was that it was viewed in Eastern Asia where the moon rises, so both Americans and Eastern Asians viewed this lunar Eclipse at the same time but 9-10 hours apart and upon waking from this dream I had a thought in my head about a scripture and I knew it was from Revelations but I couldn’t recall the chapter. But thanks to modern technology and the ministry of Google you can search partial words of scripture so I googled&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&quot; body like a leopard” and to my surprise I found &lt;br /&gt;
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Revelation 13:2 and the beast which I saw was like a leopard, and his feet were like those of a bear, and his mouth like the mouth of a lion. And the dragon gave him his power and his throne and great authority.&lt;br /&gt;
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I remember when I was younger I used to watch the cowboy and Indian shows and I remember the Indians started stories with the phrase “Many moons Ago”. The Moon represents the passage of time, the past and future. I was somewhat taken aback by this scripture, could we be moving into the Rev 13 era. This is basically telling of the reign of the Antichrist. &lt;br /&gt;
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There have been a lot of changes in our world lately, wars increasing and everyone seem to be in a state of unease,. Revolutions also seem to be breaking out everywhere, and recently&amp;nbsp;Earthquakes and&amp;nbsp;Tsunamis, but I also know there are 12 chapters before we get to Rev 13 if we are talking about order of the end times.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Although I believe we are living in the times which Jesus spoke of The “Not Yet” time Mark 13:7 and when you hear of wars and rumors of wars, do not be alarmed. This must take place, but the end is not yet&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;I do know that this is not the time to be carried away with Dumb idols, to have pride of life G-d is still sovereign and I know it sounds cliché but he is still in control and we should remember 1st John 2:16.17 &lt;br /&gt;
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16: For all that is in the world, the lust of the flesh and the lust of the eyes and the boastful pride of life, is not from the Father, but is from the world.17: The world is passing away, and also its lusts; but the one who does the will of God lives forever.&lt;br /&gt;
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And I bet you guys thought I was talking about Vampires. Nevertheless it is a time where strange things happen. In our household we call it twilight sleep and we have always known in our family even from children what Twilight sleep means but most of all what happens during this state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange things happen during Twilight sleep I remember watching the Famous show called “the Twilight Zone” (the old version not the new) and there was an episode about a little girl who had slipped into another dimension in her bedroom; it was a good show but I believe art imitates life and I’m quite sure this has happened to someone, this has happened to us. I’m going to tell you a few stories in our household about what happened during Twilight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Angels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first experience with twilight sleep was when I was about the age of 5 and a Angel was standing over me it’s hard to explain it, is was like viewing something 3 dimensionally you feel it and  you see it from multiple vantage points, your own, the Angels and from a third vantage point outside of yourself . It took me years to describe this episode I only knew at the age of 5 it was the best feeling in the world I did not want to open my eyes because in doing so I would become fully awake and the angel would go away although my eyes were closed I could see and feel the angel starring down directly at me with a smile I could literally feel the smile. I was smiling too it felt like euphoria I have never felt like that since. And I knew the Angel was my angel and she was there to experience the wonder of me maybe the innocence of me and I have never experienced them like that ever since. Most importantly this happened within a space of seconds before you become fully awake from completely asleep. This is the Twilight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mother experienced Twilight in the evening she was babysitting my then 5 and 6 year old niece and nephew and had fallen asleep. And yet again upon her semi awake state she saw with her spiritual eyes because her physical eyes were still closed a women in her home she could describe her very accurately she had a scarf on her head and she had on a simple dress she was looking at the children very sternly as if she was serious about watching the children as if she was there to babysit and fill in for a sleeping grandmother. My mother had not intended on falling asleep during babysitting but had been exhausted. Is was as if the Angel knew this and was there to help’ upon seeing her she became completely awake and with a start quickly called to my 6 year old nephew and said “who have you guys let in the house!” and my nephew looking at her confused and said “we haven’t let anyone in Grandma” My mother knew then what she had seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4th dimension&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Sister Valerie had an experience during Twilight that disturbed her she actually woke up in the 4th dimension this is a place that looks like the place your from but is not, everything was turned inside out and upside down she distinctly knew this was not right and prayed that she would go back to sleep and wake up in the correct place in the known dimensional world we all are familiar with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vaguely remember waking up as a child on the other side of my wall I knew I was not in the right place everything appeared as though it was backwards and inside out you are completely paralyzed so you cannot move, it very scary and eerily quiet in this place. You pray to go back asleep and you do and are relieved when you’re back in the correct place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a reason why we say prayers before we go to bed in the night we are vulnerable in every way we need G-d to protect us as we sleep there’s a dark side of sleeping and dreaming that I have only touched the tip of the iceberg on. But I know that I have G-ds protection. During the day and at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G-d Reveals Secrets to his Servants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have had a dream and it’s boggling you send it to me and maybe I can interpret what G-d has revealed to you in the night sleep.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;1749379
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This particular dream I believe is something being revealed about a place, but also about the Country. I will also stress how important it is to pray after dreaming,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fire, Was it a Cover-up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked into the a Grocery Store and after attaining my goods proceeded to the checkout, in this dream I remember pulling out my credit card to use, I opened my wallet  and the cashier pulled out of my wallet a credit card, surprised! I told her to put it back, she did, but after a while I decide to look through my wallet and to my surprise the cashier had not put my credit card back, but instead had replaced it with  a card that looked like a credit card but was not. It was one of those fake cards, you know; the type that comes in a wallet when you buy it new. I was livid I went back to the counter to complain” what had happened to my card! Just then as I was standing in line I started to hear popping noises, I than realized a fire had started in one of the isles. And as everyone piled out of the store the fire seem to almost engulf the store with billows of black smoke and flames. I then woke up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to my surprise the very next morning there was a report on the news about a Popular Grocery Store in Chicago that had caught fire, as I listened to the report, and as the story unfolded they reported that the fire had started from the inside they even showed a video that was the exact replica of the billows of black smoke and flames I had seen in my dream, but they were somewhat unclear as to why the fire started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have never heard anything more about this fire. Was it a cover up for something more? But I have observed after having this dream there were many more reports of identity theft and credit card fraud even to this day. Just recently there was a report on the news about individuals who after their cards were taken by the Patron for processing the card was then switched and the Victim had no idea of the switch until weeks and months later because the fake cards were similar they never bothered to look closely at the card they just put it inside their wallets and went home, by the time they discovered the switch the damage was already done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having a dream where secrets are revealed, as a believer I take it as a queue to pray, whether it’s good or bad, I cannot always determine any outcome of the dream but I do believe if G-d has shown it to me than he has given me the ability to pray concerning it, and maybe just maybe the outcome would be better, so for anyone who has night visions, prayer is key, without it, what good is it. It’s surely not to heap any glory upon ourselves as if any of these night visions are any of our own doing and not to pray would be a disservice to the gifts that God has instilled within me and my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Prayer Changes Things”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I was in my early 20’s I worked for a Telemarketing firm near O’Hare Airport it was quite a drive but when you’re young you  don’t think about long drives and since I believed I was a safe driver I never gave it a second thought, until one morning as I was getting ready to leave and my mother looked at me with that look and said “you’re going to work today Rachel?, now it was obvious that I was going to work but the look on her face told me there was more behind that question, so I answered  yes’ Why? And I could tell she didn’t want to go into detail about the dream so she just said “drive carefully”. And for a minute I became a little irritated, as if my mother would interrupt my peace of mind with her dream at the last minute on purpose,. So I just said “ok I will” and I left for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I drove carefully all the way and arriving at work without incident. As I drove into my employer’s parking lot I felt relieved even letting out a sigh of relief.  Through the course of my work day I thought no more about it, it didn’t even occur to me to think about the drive home. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;As I left the building it had only been snowing for about 10 minutes the first snow is always the most dangerous especially in Chicago. But even then my Mothers warnings seemed to have eluded me, not until I rounded that bin, it was like going down a hill at Cumberland avenue, in the distance I could see the utility truck parked to the right side of the entrance ramp, you know the kind of truck with the big lighted arrow at the back pointing left. But there was still plenty of room for me to maneuver to the left,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My car must have missed that bulletin; it started to skid anyway but directly to the right! toward the back of the truck! I had totally lost control I knew it would hit, and I yelled “Oh my God! And just at that moment my car did a quick jerk to the left, I totally slid off of the median into the grassy area. I can’t hardly remember what happened but my car had done a 180 degree turn, and I was now facing the opposite direction  in which I was driving  my heart was beating out of my chest now, I thought surely this would cause more accidents. But to my surprise the line of cars behind me had all come to a complete stop, all waiting for me to slowly maneuver my car back unto the expressways entrance, and I did so slowly and carefully no one blew their horns no one was impatient, I could only describe as an audience watching the show unfold I knew at that moment even they were surprised that I had escaped damage, not even a scratch to the car. I then slowly drove the hours drive to my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the way home my mother’s warnings were in my head but most of all at that moment I knew when my mother told me to drive carefully that she would be praying, I took no comfort in the dream but I did take comfort in the prayers, the prayers that warded off disaster, how else could I explain the turn of the car at the last minute, the line of cars coming to a complete stop without sliding themselves, it was the prayer that changed the situation the dreams only warned but the prayer warded off danger. As the scripture says the effectual fervent prayer of a righteous man availeth much.  (James 5-16)&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;1749379
10466066&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herecomesthisdreamernow.blogspot.com/feeds/8205998275245062090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3849503574180018912/8205998275245062090?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849503574180018912/posts/default/8205998275245062090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849503574180018912/posts/default/8205998275245062090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herecomesthisdreamernow.blogspot.com/2010/05/secrets-revealed-and-power-of-prayer.html' title='Secrets Revealed and the Power of Prayer'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793989238757542566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPwmE1mn0mSLqzF476R4kS-m5i0dZr_JlO-cBTzdX6weUgd_sqNMVCfluzKbdbsbC5UghFEWLOGI04jg7HunMIAkRbt1NHuD6_SrtUZ9P0NSyVJLjnpmqx5HHB_j_1Qg/s1600/*'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849503574180018912.post-6161430270465826858</id><published>2010-05-28T22:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T23:06:34.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Coming Storm</title><content type='html'>Whenever a Natural Disaster has occurred in the land the first question we ask as a family of dreamers is who dreamed about it, and most of the time we don’t have to ask that question because the answer is someone already has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call my sister Valerie my dream buddy because whenever either one of us has a dream we call each other to get  their take on it or to help with interpretations as well as with other family members who have had dreams , it’s funny how usually she can interpret mine and I hers. But as we both begin to recite them to each other the interpretation becomes clear to both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Storm dreams could represent a personal storm in your life, but there’s no way of telling whether it’s your own personal storm or a literal storm to come; until after. And when both I and my sister had dreams about this coming storm we knew it was going to be something big. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first dream is my Sister Valerie’s and her dreams are usually chocked full of animated symbolisms, I call it “Righteous Rain”,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this dream I’m outside with my children and I appear up into the sky and it starts to rain but as the rain pour down and just before the rain hit the ground the raindrops transform into men and they are dressed in  old fashioned tunics like in the ancient days and carried swords and as they dropped out of the sky and their feet hit the ground they started running immediately  with swords in hand and they spread out everywhere like a Andromeda strain of men across the land, I screamed to my children get inside!! Everybody Get inside!! And we all ran inside!  It rained all night and the next morning I looked outside and I could see the residual effects of a new day and everything was washed clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my sister recited this dream to me I got a picture in my head of an old Movie called the “The Scorpion King’ it was part of ‘The Mummy trilogy. When she told me about the men spreading everywhere I thought of this movie with the Black creatures half man half beast that spread over the desert moving fast as water. When I told my sister about this picture she said that was exactly how the men looked as they spread over the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my dream there’s not so many symbolism I call it “the Power of Three”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my dream I psychically hear the rain pouring against the shutters of the house so loud I could hardly stand it, and then the dream shifts I’m now at my church and I see people pouring into the building, they all have their hands up, almost as in surrender. I awake from this immediately. This doesn’t seem like much of a dream except the fact that I had it three nights in a row. I had never had a dream 3 nights in a row before and on the third night as I awoke I actually sat up in bed and said” My God what is this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”Some of you may have already guessed what happened next, and if you haven’t here it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly three weeks after my dream Hurricane Katrina descended upon the Gulf Coast  of America with New Orleans getting the worst of it because of the levee breaks the death toll stood at around 1800 but the residual aftermath death toll could have been somewhere around 5,000 or more even the experts were unsure of the final death count.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; In my sisters dream the men with swords symbolized the deaths that would follow this storm which is still one of the deadliest storms on record, ironically the name Katrina means Purity or Purify which is what my sister saw the following day. A new day washed clean.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Anything is established in two or three’s it also represents the divine establishment. In my dream the hard rain represented the hurricane storm. It also  represented three in a way to say it would be established, it would be eminent maybe even a type of judgment to come, also I noticed church attendance spiked shortly after Hurricane Katrina this also happened right after 9/11. I’m not sure why people enduring difficulties tend to cause them to seek after God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I and my sister also knew that this was a time to pray. It’s not a time to point fingers and say this is why that happened because this is what they have done. We all sin and fall short of the grace of G-d. It was another opportunity to show people we see and we care enough to help and pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a dream that has boggled you, email me and find out what G-d has revealed to you in the night sleep.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;1749379
10466066&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://herecomesthisdreamernow.blogspot.com/feeds/6161430270465826858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3849503574180018912/6161430270465826858?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849503574180018912/posts/default/6161430270465826858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3849503574180018912/posts/default/6161430270465826858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://herecomesthisdreamernow.blogspot.com/2010/05/coming-storm.html' title='The Coming Storm'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00793989238757542566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPwmE1mn0mSLqzF476R4kS-m5i0dZr_JlO-cBTzdX6weUgd_sqNMVCfluzKbdbsbC5UghFEWLOGI04jg7HunMIAkRbt1NHuD6_SrtUZ9P0NSyVJLjnpmqx5HHB_j_1Qg/s1600/*'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3849503574180018912.post-4012362788897004618</id><published>2010-04-06T17:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T18:50:01.462-05:00</updated><title type='text'>&quot;No Mediums&quot;</title><content type='html'>Joseph of the Bible dreamed many dreams {Genesis 37}&lt;br /&gt; No wonder the book of Genesis is my favorite book of the Bible and as a Christian I always shied away from things that seemed as though it may be attached to the Occult like Witches, Warlocks, Necromancers, and Mediums&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Mediums, what does that mean? I didn’t know and didn’t want to find out, but lately I had become an Avid Watcher of the Show ‘Medium’, the name alone was almost enough to keep me away, and I had successfully done so but one day as I was scanning through channels trying to find something to watch this show called” Medium” caught my attention and although I was a little leery of the name I decided to put my fears aside and watch. By the time I had finished watching the series my mouth was open with shock, Although a lot of the show was embellished for dramatic effect I knew that the person behind this material knew a little something about dreaming and coming from a family of Dreamers or in our case Night Visionaries I could so relate and it was the closes thing to watching my family on screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mother was the first Dreamer of the Family and As far back as I could remember I my three sisters and brother would all take Notice when my Mother would have a dream, now you may say a dream is just a dream, but when my Mother would dream it was not just a dream, and as she would recite them back to us there was something in her voice that would let us know that this was different This was no laughing matter, I’m not sure if we always took our Mother’s dreams seriously but when I was sixteen years old my Mother had a dream and after that I started paying closer attention, I will tell you about it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could always remember having dreams but after I become a born again believer my dreams took on a less Carnel meaning and a more spiritual meaning, almost prophetic in nature this happened with my sister as well. I always believed my Mother’s dreams were a spiritual gift from G-d and I still do, but I also believe that dreaming can also be passed down almost like a Dream Gene or Vision Gene, whatever you want to call it but as we grew older and started having children of our own and they too started dreaming I knew it was more to it than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I begin taking mental notes of the Johnson Family dreams, mostly my Mothers my Sisters and Myself, but I hadn’t realized I had so much in my head until I started trying to write them down. I first tried to facebook them then I tried to twitter them, but they were too long, too involved and so much more to recite than I could possibly squeeze into such a small forum, but with an Article I could share with you the World of Night Visions and everything it entails according to my experiences, so I share with you “Here Comes this Dreamer Now”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will be intrigued, Maybe even become a little more spiritual, you may laugh you may cry but most of all you will gain knowledge.  G-d reveals secrets to his servants, and I hope to reveal a little bit about the spiritual World as G-d has revealed to us through dreams. Now for that dreamed I promised; this first dream is dedicated to my late Mother Dorothy Johnson June-(1936—Nov 2009) it is also her dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My mother was sitting in church waiting for the services to start and the Pastor of The church at the time says over the loud speaker “ everyone please kneel down and pray something is about to happen” Something about the urgency in his voice caused my mother alarm to the point that she ferverently went into prayer, and while she was praying suddenly someone interrupted her prayer with a tap on the shoulder  and she turned and looked up to a tall dark skinned man and he said to her “you can stop praying now it has happened.” She immediately woke up.&lt;/em&gt;I recall my mother being worried and in prayer for days behind these types of dreams, but more importantly I recalled when one week later my mother received the call from my Aunt who lived in Memphis that their sister My Aunt Jo’s son had died suddenly in a car Accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later my mother recalled in that same dream the tall man who tapped her on the shoulder in church was her nephew Joe Andrew whom had died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know about you but it made my hair stand on end…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call these types of dreams “death dreams”; they are very sobering, even for the whole family. Talk about a way to keep your kids in line. Although I’m quite sure my mother wasn’t dreaming to keep her kids in line but after having 5 kids this kind of gift sure gave her a lot of leverage. But I still prayed to G-d that I would never have such dreams, although I have had what I call ‘death comfort dreams’ (dreams of comfort following the death of a loved one or close friend}&lt;br /&gt;After my Mother died I was somewhat disappointed that I had not had a death comfort dream but my niece Cari had, I realized that she needed it more since my Mother had raised her and her sister from babies she took her death very hard so after she recited this dream to the family it was very comforting to everyone, I will end my Blog on a happy note by reciting her dream:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In this dream my niece is in a room and she’s waiting to get married and in walks my mother She’s beautiful,  not sick like  we last saw her My mother is  wearing a white dress her makeup and hair is immaculate she looks healthy and happy, my niece exclaims ‘Grandma “She says to my niece “don’t worry about a thing baby this was meant to be” my niece than says” I love you grandma and my Mother says I love you Cari and she then hugs and kisses her and hands my niece a white flower.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In later Blogs I will talk about the different types of dreams, interpretation of dreams, symbols in dreams and gifts that follow dreams, mission dreams and many more, I hope you will eventually trust me enough to tell me some of your night visions. Of course I will give you examples of the never-ending dream sequences of the Johnson Family. I will recite the dreams of myself my mother sisters, nieces, nephews and my son. And hope you follow me as I also learn and gain knowledge in the Secret world of Dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“G-d reveals secrets to his servants”&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;1749379
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