had an interesting
dream the other night. I cannot remember what the dream was about, all I remember was at the
end I was reaching for something and in my dream I saw a form, not really visible; I could feel it more than I could see it.
The presence surrounded my hand and I heard a voice saying that it wanted what I was grabbing.
I then wanted to say in the name of Jesus and command the presence.... but all I could do was call out my Father, my Father, and woke up.
It's not really different than other nightmares I have had before in any place, intense and waking up heart beating, but
the immediate fear that came over me in my dream really was interested. Gave me a little glimpse that no human can stand alone. The Devil
is not to be taken lightly, but with God victory is sure.
Evil evokes shear fear, but when I awoke as I prayed and asked in the name of Jesus for whatever caused the dream to leave,
I soon was back asleep. Beside having the opportunity to exercise my faith in Jesus' power I do remember (the part I remember anyway),
was in French. So it may have been a nightmare, but it's encouraging to know that at least in some way I am becoming like
the people, I am dreaming in French. Maybe not much to get excited over, but interesting nonetheless.
Friday, February 13, 2009
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Dreaming in FRENCH IS EXCELLENT..........you are officially bilingual!
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