Interpretation?

This last dream was very detailed, and troubling to me. I decided to take it to the Lord in Prayer. Here is was I have so far. I believe that the Lord is telling me that Prayer is seed that must be sewn before a storm, and that there is a harvest to reap after the rains have watered the ground.Though storms carry destruction and wind. They almost always carry some sort of water. The prayer is watered in layboring through the storm, and there is a harvest that is brought forth.

There was another dream that came before these two. I was fighting physically with some large powerful men. I could have taken them and subdued them. I knew that I was smarter, and faster, and had no fear. I also learned that if I took the battle completely into my own hands.......retrobution could effect the rest of my life. As it was not in me to Kill these men. Though I knew It would be easy for me to do so.

It was a mess. And very stressfull much like my secound dream.

A few weeks ago as a matter of fact the night of our Worship team Christmas Party
(Best worship team ever by the way)I had a very mild attack. where I started to fight a sleep paralysis episode. I imediatly got up rebuked whatever it was that was coming against me. And soon after felt the Holy Spirit tell me to pray! That I've been looking at prayer wrong lately. I let it become a burden based on my circumstance. I have not seen it as a weapon or as a ministry. The Holy Spirit Spoke softly, but firmly to my spirit, and said... There are things against you, and your church that you cannot number, Your enemy is relentless. They're are Satanist who pray continualy against God's people, and an antchrist spirit in everything the world promotes. However the Victory is yours if you live in it. Stay Sober, Watch, and Pray.

it has shaken me.

Dreams and Seed Act 2

Dream No2 of the same night. Lex and I were on some property connected to a country road. we headed south along the road on either side was a small ditch, typical of country roads. On either side of the ditch were more properties. All farm properties with feilds.......some of them were just fields. The sky looked like a cloudy night sky with deep deep purples and silver streakes. All up and down the road the properties made semetrical grids or squares on either side. The road was about one half mile long. I think that I was at one far end, and on the other end......was aparameter of Super Cells about 50yrds wide each. They extended from the cloud cover to the ground and seemed to be alive with Lightning.......but no thunder.

The parameter extended parallel to the road along the backs of each field roughly 250yrds from the road on each side, and appeared to be moving in from all sides. The storm was comming and was unavoidable. It's appearence was certain destruction. Tje only light sources came from small electric lights, but mostly lighning.Along some of the ditches were very small brush fires. which didn't seem to be spreading at all. I believed they had been caused by a lighting strike. Only it was as if the fire had already done its damage and was now burning out.

We decieded to head back to our property and the safety of a large house of which I never saw the outside as a whole. Most of what I saw was the interior. On the way to the House, I past by some people planting seeds in one of the fields. In fact it was my mother with at least one other man who seemed like a new person she had recently recruited. His knowledge of planting was newly learned and not at all complete. It was as if my mother was training him, mostly by example. Though he did seem to quote her with something that affirmed her position of wisdom. I exchanged a few words with my mother that I cannot remember. What I do remember was her face and her new friends face. The scene was fast paced as I was passing right by them. My mother, though surrounded by this ever encroching storm kept a peaceful steady confident countenance. Her Circumstances did not deter her from her sewing seed. Which she did in an old style manner of scattering about from her seed pouch.
It seemed to be more important than the circumstance. She seemed to know she still had time before the supercells reached her.

Back in the house. Of which may have been an old church I visisted once or twice. I went from one end to the other. I past through a large gym area checking locks which is something I do often. A good habbit of years of closing a skate park, and other businesses. Now the storm was no longer an issue. It became a priority to prevent a trespass.
As I got to the back door I knew there was something on the otherside to meet me. I knew it was evil what ever it was. Just like in a suspence film, as I tried to hold the nob of the door to activate the lock the nob turned back and forth with resistance even as when I released the Nob. Not being one to hide from the unknown. I opened the door, and met the unknown with a no nonscence firm "Get Out". The door opened with out resistance and opened in towards me. Behind the door was nothing, but some small trees blowing in the wind of the storm. All most at the instance that I said words "Get out" I awoke and said them aloud.

Dreams, and seed.

Wow, so my wife and I have have been having some pretty strange dreams lately. She doesn't know about mine yet.

Last night I had 2 very strange dreams back to back preceeded by one of highstrangeness the night before. I will try to elaberate and recall as much as I can about them. Dream one last night, was quiter troubling to me based on the my conduct in the dream.
The Stage: For some unknown reason, we had left our VW rabbit in a parking lot overlooking a city park. when we got to it. We found the car completely decimated.
the soft top had been removed (it was trashed anyways) the engine was gone the window were gone and it was up on blocks with no tires. The odd thing was the body was left in perfect shape unharmed. It looked the shell of a car during production. I remember Lex being ok with it. I however was not an somehow found the need to scream the word "Fuck" as if it would somehow make feel better. This was typical of the way I used to act when I allowed myself to be a victom. Fallowed by me breaking something that I usually owned and actually didn't want broke.

The interesting thing to note that while the emotions felt the same as when I would "Lose it" because I deemed that the circumstances justified the behavior. However no matter how mad I tried to get and how powerful I tried to make the explitive sound......I projected it over and over and over again (that was the troubling part of the dream for me. Out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaks) Some where during the dream it was like I comepletely shutdown. And switched topics in my subconscience. I realized there was nothing I could do to redeem or satisfy the situation.

All of my strength could not bring for justice on my part.

Something Horribly Familar

The following is small portion from a 2001 Charisma Magazine Article. It's a 2 parter. The purpose of this is again to draw similarities between Eliphaz's experience found in Job, and more modern experiences, The first is a testimony of sorts. The power of Christ and The Truth Vs. The power of Satan and Deception. There are a few web sites that I am hesitant post for reference sake. I find some of the material, as well as theories questionable. All the more reason to abide in Christ and be aware of the snares of Devil. I would also say that I have not put nearly half the time into this that these people have.

For years Cathy Land was plagued by an unsettling sense of being "visited." When she realized what was happening, she turned to God to end her abduction experiences.

The pieces started to fit together the night they dropped her. For years Cathy Land had been plagued by the sense that something wasn't quite right. There were periods of unaccounted missing time, mornings when she felt heavy and lethargic despite a full night's sleep, an unsettling sense of somehow having been visited.

Then she woke up with an alien's face inches from hers.

"He had dropped me. I could feel his breath on my face. It startled him that I woke up. He had this confused--'That's not supposed to happen'--look on his face. The second one still had hold of my legs. I rolled over into a fetal position and went right back to sleep."

In the morning she told her son what had happened. Usually the family dismissed her recollections as a joke. This time he told her: "Those were not aliens; they were demons."

"It finally all made sense," she recalls.

Her son's comment propelled her to the Internet, where she found some Christians who didn't dismiss her experiences as nonsense. Her faith was enriched and deepened as she discovered that God's power could free her from her years of torment.

"I stopped being so scared, and I got mad," she says. "I finally understood. These things were trying to get the world's attention away from God, and how better to do that than make people think they are being invaded from outer space? These are not benevolent little E.T.s come to clean up the environment, fix the hole in the ozone layer. They are not from a distant galaxy. They are raping women, they are murdering animals, they are terrifying children."

An office manager for a medical supply company, and one-time stock-car racer and singer-musician, Land began to read all she could to learn more about what had troubled her for so long. She had been fascinated by UFOs since early childhood, one time reporting a seashore sighting to the police.

"Many times I would have a strange feeling just before going to bed," she says, adding that precise memories were hazy when she awoke. "I would feel like something had happened during the night--but nothing I could put my finger on."

One time her son told of a frightening encounter he'd had with "a tall man." She admits that his account had scared her.

But she continued to devour books and TV shows on alien phenomena. She told family members about her experiences and talked about UFOs with friends, though most laughed her off.

"Sometimes it made me feel like I was losing my mind. Maybe I did dream this all up. But there were too many things over and over and over again," she says.

As she read all the Christian material she could find on the subject after her spiritual awakening, she began to see how she had been so deceived for so long. "Everything started to make sense," she says. "I realized that everything I had read had probably been happening to me all along, and it scared me. Then it made me mad. How dare they mess with me and my children?"

Land's anger over the years her life was "held" has spurred her to tell her story to others caught in the UFO mesh.

"This is war. It's the most ingenious hoax there is. It's a plan to get the world's attention away from the gospel of Christ, and it's working."

She says many exploring the UFO world are, as she was, "searching for love."

"That's what they are looking for, really, in their beliefs about aliens. But there's only one place they will find unconditional love, and they are looking in the wrong place."

An active part of her local Baptist church in Jacksonville, Florida, Land says that she now has a peace she never knew before. "I didn't know it for years.," she says. "It was a miserable existence from day to day. Nobody should be victimized like that. If I can save one person from being harmed, then I have to do this for God. It's my offering to Him.

"It's not the mission field I would choose for myself," she adds. "I would rather be feeding hungry people in India because maybe people wouldn't laugh at me. [But] who else is going to go and tell them, 'You are all being so deceived?'"

I think that this is a subject we need to study more. I think we need to spend much more time in prayer, and fasting, and the study of the word of God. There are to people out there who don't need a lesson in Theology as much as an encounter with the one true living God. Like Simon the Sorceror when he encountered Peter. Are we willing to be surrendered enough to let God move through us past our church models, and doctrines? Can we afford anything else?

"More"over

I am convinced that you cannot properly fight Satan and his deceptions without the baptism of the Holy Spirit. John 14:26 But the Helper the Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in My name, He will teach you ALL things, and bring to your remembrance all things that I said to you. John16:13a However, when He, the Spirit of truth, has come, He will guide you into all truth;
Acts 1:8 But you will receive power when the Holy Spirit has come upon you; and you shall be witnesses to Me in Jeruselem, and in all Judea and Samaria, and to the end of the earth."

I was baptized with in the Holy Spirit shortly after my decision to live the victorious Christian Life for real. I was never the same after that moment. I became empowered in the Spirit, and Nature of God Himself. If God is for you who can be against you? I started to pray in the spirit (speaking in tongues) daily. I found it much, much easier to read, and understand scripture.

Then the battle was really on. I began to experience more episodes of sleep paralysis. Only now I was totally aware of what was going on the moment it would happen, and I wasn't scared any more. I would fight it tooth and nail, and even though my body didn't have the strength that I wanted to.....My Spirit was stronger! Eventually the hold of the enemy would break, and I would whisper "In the name of Jesus I rebuke you Satan, get out!" Then I would say it aloud, and sit up right with eyes open. Turn on the light, and look around for my adversary. Of course I would see nothing in the natural. I could feel Holy Spirit there with me. I knew I was safe, and that God was teaching me how to trust in Him and access the authority He's given each believer in Christ. I would go back to bed in the peace of His promises.
...................more to come!!

More to come:P

The "More" has come.

AS you can see I've deleted the other filler posts, Sorry if you folks missed the latest which I put up Friday evening. I deleted it before any of you nay sayers could comment. meh heh ha hahahhhha!!!!! COUGH"! (My wife can beat me in bowling, and blogging)

ANYWAY......So sleep paraylsis. There were a few significant things that were taking place in my life, that helped me become aware of what was really going on during these episodes. The First: I had finally gotten fed up with being a Christian living in sin. If you are unsaved or a Christian, Spirit filled or not, and you are actively participating or pursuing sinful things whether it be Rebellion (a good definition for rebellion is: overiding natural Sovereign order, and manipulating people or your enviroment to obtain a desired result. i.e. Witchcraft. It's exactly what spell casting is intended to do, and it's been the Modus Operandi of Satan since his...Hmmm, Rebellion), Fornication or Pornography, disobedience, and anything else that is not found in the nature of God or obtained by faith. Then you are giving the enemy of your soul legal access to put your life in bondage, and to destroy your sanity and your soul.

II Corinthians 10:3-6 This is a verse you hear alot in faith doctrine circles. There is a lot in there, and it's great. However most people only teach or proclaim it up to the 5th verse. If you do this, you miss the power of the verse completely.

2Cor10:3-6 NKJV,

For though we walk in the flesh, we do not war according to the flesh.4) For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal but mighty in God for pulling down strongholds, 5) casting down arguments and every high thing that exalts itself against the knowledge of God, bringing every thought into captivity to the obedience of Christ, 6) (Here is the key to this warfare) and being ready to punish all disobedience when YOUR obedience is fulfilled.

You have no authority until you are under God's authority. As you start submitting and Subjecting yourself to God's Word, and His Spirit, you become empowered for spiritual warfare. It would do us all a lot of good to continue reading the rest of chapter ten in the same context. These verses if you let them will radically change the way you look at spiritual warfare, and the strongholds that exist first and formost in our minds.