Church 2014
I am standing in front of an old wooden church building. The church looked old and worn, the white exterior paint pealing off. The door was a dark worn forest green, it was obvious it had seen its better day. The small church had a steeple on top with a bell in it. I looked around me the sky dark like it was going to storm, and the land was barren, not a tree or blade of grass in site. The ground was dry and cracked, it was obvious it had not rained there in some time. I was standing about 30 or 40 feet from the church in a light blue sundress that had white flowers on it. The wind was blowing really hard and it had a chill to it. My dress had no sleeves so i crossed my arms trying to keep warm. The wind began to blow harder and harder. It was blowing so hard I had to hold my dress down. I then heard the church bell ringing, loud and proud. Then the wind became so strong it blew the doors to the small church open. I stood there a while and watched, no one came or enter the church. The wind whipped around and almost knocked me to the ground, and I was sure I heard laughter in it. I made my was to the church and climbed the six steps leading into the old church. When i stepped inside i was caught off guard, there where people sitting in the pews. The church was completely full of people. I then noticed the shackles, each person shackled to the next. Their faces pale and their clothes worn and torn. I looked to the front, and saw the pulpit was empty. I wondered why this place was like this, why would the people be sitting there if there was no one teaching. I made my way to the front and looked at the people as I passed them. Their faces where pale and emotionless, and not even one noticed I was there. They just sat there motionless, it made my heart heavy with sadness to see them like this. I saw a big old wooden pulpit on the small stage. When I got to the front just before the stage i turned around to look at them all. When i did the all stood up, like soldiers in the army. They remained motionless even standing, their faces never changed. The whole thing caught me off guard and I took a step back, when i did i heard a low deep growl from behind. I turned and saw a shadow figure of a man standing behind the pulpit. The shadow shifted like it struggled to keep its form. I let out a deep sigh a bit frustrated and said to the shadowed figure "You don't scare me." He leaned causally on the pulpit and said "You are out of place." He then made his way down to me and stood before me. "You, you child of light I will destroy." I replied "You have no power over me, go back to where you came from. You are just one of his little imps." The shadowed figure i knew to be a demon began to walk in a circle around me saying "You think HE protects you?" I said nothing so he stopped in front of me and said in a low voice "I will bring you to your knees!" I rolled my eyes at his comment and began to pray in tongues, as i did my whole being began to glow. The demon became angry and began to yell at me in his own tongue. The demon then came at me but before he could touch me an angel appeared between us. The angel put up his hands and the demon flew backwards onto the ground. Then light like a flame began to circle around the angel and myself like a tornado of light. It began to destroy the church sucking parts of it up little by little. The demon became angry and tried to attack us but could not get through the swirling wall of light. He began to screech at us, it sounded like a million screams. After everything was sucked up into the light a ring of bright white shot out from the bottom. I covered my eye's the blast of light was so bright it was blinding. When I opened my eye's I saw I was now wearing a white robe and standing before a massive temple I had never been in before. I walked through the door into a room with massive gold and bronzed pillars. The walls where made of some sort of dark brown etched metal. The pillars had pictures and writing on them from top to bottom, and also on the bottom half of the etched walls. I couldn't read the writing. Half way into this room I see the white angel with hands that moved like smoke, the accuser. He was massive in size. The accuser asked in an agitated voice "What are you doing here? Why have you brought your friends into MY house!" I turned around to see the two angels that guard me standing behind me with swords drawn. I hear The Spirit of God whisper in my ear, keep moving forward. I began to walk forward when the accuser stepped into my path. He knelt down on one knee so he could be face to face with me. "Let me pass" I said in a calm voice. He chuckled softly and He began to speak in a casual calm, almost seductive way "You are trouble. I wonder what is it about you child of light that makes him want anything to do with you. You are worthless, disposable, weak. Son of man to child of light, do you remember your sins? All you have done? How shameful and disgusting are you? Do you remember all those times HE left you alone? I have always been there, watching waiting. Why follow HIM?" He stood up and said with great confidence "Why follow on who would leave you in your pain? Leave you alone? Even have those who are your own, your family turn against you? HE doesn't care at all about you." (he knelt back down to be face to face with me) "so leave HIM and follow me." What the accuser didn't know was his words where being countered the whole time, The Spirit of God whispered truth to me drowning out the accusers lies. I stood there listening to The Spirit and said to the accuser "I don't answer to you, nor will I ever have too. So let me pass." He stood up and became angry. Yelling in his own tongue he stepped towards me and the two angels took him down before he could touch me. They began to fight and I saw shadows shifting into a human form and attacking the angels. I then saw angels appear in the light brown hooded robes and they also began to fight, they had flaming swords. I took a few steps back, it was intense. There seemed to be 4 angels to every 100 shadowed figures of a man (demons). The room we where in was filled with the sounds of fighting. The accuser let out a screech that sounded like millions of screams and disappeared, but the angels and demons continued to fight. I then felt a hand on my shoulder, I turned to see the smiling face of The Spirit of God. I turned and asked him "how will we ever get out of here? They just keep coming." The Spirit took my hand and said "we will just walk through it. Don't be afraid, I am with you." We began to walk towards the fight and when we got to it I hesitated a moment but The Spirit smiled at me reminding me it was going to be alright. We then made our way through the battle unnoticed and untouched by what was going on around us. On the other side we came to a massive door, 200 feet tall at the very least. I looked up at the massive door then at The Spirit, he reached out and touched the door with his finger tips and the door opened. He stepped to the side and said "Go child, you are doing fine." The door in front of me opened to a city. I walked down the six steps onto a dirt road. There was nothing like before, no trees or even a blade of grass. After walking a while i began to see buildings. They where leveled to the ground and scorched. The ground all around looked black and the few tree's scorched by something but wasn't burned like in a fire. I began to hear screams all around, coming from the leveled homes and buildings all around me. I ran to the closes building and began to dig. I could hear the child screaming for help. I then pulled up a piece of metal but the child was dead. I was in shock, i could still hear her screams, but she was dead. I went to another building and found them the same as the first. I covered my ears and began to sob and cry out. The grief that overwhelmed me was too much. I got back onto the dirt road covering my ears knowing there was nothing i could do for any of them. I saw people on the ground scorched beyond recognition, but it didn't look like there had been a fire. When I got to the end of the road the screams stopped. In front of me now was a building, I ran to the house hoping to find someone. When i got closer though I realized it was abandoned. It was a two story brick house, bungalow style (best guess). I walked up the three steps and went inside. When i got inside I was in a different temple, one i had not seen before. It was so large I couldn't see the walls or ceiling. The columns where a soft peach and white color, the floor matched the columns. I walked for a while when I saw people standing in a line. I walked past them towards the front, it was like they couldn't see me. I came to a massive wall with a normal sized door. I squeezed past the people into this large room. I saw there was a big circled dip in the center of the room, it had 6 steps down to the floor at the bottom. It was filled with water up to the 4th step. There where 4 columns around the circle. I watched as what looked like leaders made the people go into the water, almost as if they where baptizing them. I watched confused when I felt a tap on my shoulder, one of the angels that follows me said "This is not what you think it is, this is not of God. Come, this's place is dangerous." I followed him out another doorway off to the left of the people in line. When I went through the door I ended up in another place. I saw people with dark brown and almost black skin covered in dust screaming. Some where mothers holding half dead children, their cries inconsolable. The wind was blowing and there was dust in the air. It became so bad i had to cover my mouth to breathe. I followed what I thought to be a path, mostly because it looked worn. I stopped when I saw a dead child, about 5 or 6 years old lying on the ground. I was overwhelmed and began to cry. A woman then grabbed my arm pleading with me in her own tongue, I felt bad because I didn't know what she was saying at all. She lead me to he little shack built out of all sorts of objects. Inside she pointed to a boy on a blanket. She showed me an empty cup and pointing at her son. I realized they had no water and he was dying of thirst. I knelt down beside her and closed my eye's. I waited and listened for The Spirits voice. I stood and walked over to the only table in the one room shack and found a plastic bottle. The Spirit began to tell me what to do, so i took a cloth and covered the plastic bottle. Though it did not make sense to me i did it anyway. I prayed over the bottle thanking God. Then I took another cloth and knelt next to the child. I took the cup from the mom and did the same thing as i did with the bottle. I placed the cloth over it, prayed and thanked God. But this time I removed the cloth. The cup was full of water. The mother began screaming and crying. I held the child up and helped him during the water. The woman went over the the -lactic bottle and pulled off the cloth, it too was full of water. She fell to the floor face down with her arms out shouting. It looked as if she was was worshiping. My guess was she was praising God. He son coughed and his mom jumped up and pushed me out of the way. She held him crying and helping him drink the water in the cup. I slowly and quietly made my way out of the shack back onto the dusty road. I covered my mouth again because the dust made it hard to breathe. The dust and wind got so bad i had to stop and cover my face. When it stopped I put my arms down to find myself standing in front of this grand chuch. It was made of grey stone and had stained glass windows. The landscape was dry and cracked, no trees and no grass. The sky was cloudy and grey. I walked up the poorly cobble walk way to the church the doors looked new and where beautiful, I ran my hand over the door it was smooth to the touch. The handle looked like it was made from gold and had gems of various types all around the handle. I pulled the door open anxious to see the inside, but when i stepped inside I gasped. The roof was completely gone. I stood in the back for a moment I saw half of the front pews turned around facing the back half. I slowly walked past them to the front, I saw the alter cracked in half. The cup to hold the wine and the plate for the bread where empty and on the floor. I saw blood covering the alter and parts of the floor around it. I looked around and this chuch had been torn apart. A tear fell from my eye's as i tried to hold back the sorrow i felt. When my tear hit the ground the building and its foundation shook so hard i had to hold on to a broken part of the alter to keep from falling. I looked up and saw a clear/white type fire ball fall from the sky, it hit the middle of the church. When it hit it was like a bomb went off. I there where holes in the wall like bullet holes in the walls. The windows looked wavy, almost as if i touched them my hand would go through them. I walked half way down the isle back towards the door fell to my knees and sobbed. The grief was overwhelming. Then i heard the voice of The Spirit, "Child." I looked up and saw him in front of the door. I got up and ran to him, wrapped my arms around him and cried. He held me and comforted me. He then pulled back and said "follow me." We walked through the chuch and out the back door. I saw a smooth double wide sidewalk leading off over a big hill. As we walked this path towards the hill I saw patches of grass here and there. When we got to the top everything before us was lush and green. There where trees and flowers everywhere. I saw a small wooden shack at the bottom of the hill. We walked down to it and he opened the door. We both stepped inside, when we got inside i saw a room packed with people. They where sitting around a table sharing bread and wine. This was not a place with sorrow of grief but laughter and joy. The Spirit moved behind a man who gave thanks and blessed the meal. He talked about communion and they all joined in communion. The presence of God was so thick in this small place. Knowing the expel could not see or hear us I asked The Spirit, "Why did you bring me here?" He smiled and looked around the tightly packed room and said "I go where I am needed and wanted." He then made his way to the door and I followed him out. When we went through the door we ended up in a dark room. The floor was cement and so where the walls. There was little light and the air was damp. I heard a man coughing, the Spirit began to glow and it lit up the room enough that I could see a man curled up on the floor shivering, his clothes torn and covered with dirt. In the corner was a bucket and the man was covered with a child size thin blanket. The Spirit laid his hands on the man and he stopped coughing and shivering. The spirit stayed by his side a while and said "He has been here almost six months. He is here because he has professed his faith in Jesus." The Spirit stood, the man looked peaceful now. He relaxed and fell asleep as we watched. The Spirit looked at me and said "Many have suffered, and more will suffer." I watched as God touched this man in his most dire moments. The Spirit walked through the old thick wooden door and I followed him. We walked up the steps to a room with a long table. I walked the length of the table to the other end where I found a chalice and a plate. I looked around and noticed the spirit was gone. I touched the rim of the empty chalice and began to cry. I felt so much grief from what i had seen. I then heard my name and I looked up. I AM stood before me. I quickly made my way to him and wrapped my arms around him. I began to ask "what happened? What went so wrong?" He pulled back to look at my face and asked "Am I not in control? Am I not working all things for good? I will make all things new." He then motioned for me to sit in the chair in front of the chalice and golden plate. He said "This is what it's really about, this is the redemption of all things that seem lost." I saw the cup fill and a piece of bread appear on my plate. He smiled and nodded. So I drank from the cup and ate the bread. Hope then began to fill my entire body, my soul. The grief was now gone. He looked at me with love and said "share this, with all who are hurting and lost. Those who are desperate and those who are not. Those who think they are deserving and those who don't.....share this precious gift of my love with everyone, excluding NONE."
