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As I watched the news about the Colorado movie theater shootings, my daughter's dream came to mind. Now it doesn't seem so far-fetched to think that someone would do such a senseless thing...praying for the victims and families.

Thanks for the feedback, Laura. It confirms what I had discerned and we continue to pray for his (and our family's) deliverance and healing. God bless and keep you.

Last night, my young adult daughter dreamed that her estranged father had been shot and killed:

Scene1:
We were living in a different home that had teal blue carpet with sea shells scattered around. A news report aired on the television about a shooting at a movie theater--the only victim was her father; a family friend called us at about the same time to tell us the same thing. Apparently her dad didn't know the shooter (long-haired, unkempt man wearing a grungy trenchcoat-resembled Heath Ledger) but the shooter deliberately fired at him, hitting him 3 times in the head.

Scene2: The Press Conference/Funeral
Her uncle was (strangely) giving an official statement to reporters with cameras gathered at the funeral. We learned the details of the killing from him after the press conference and she pictured everything he said as if she had been there. Her dad went to the movie theater with his sister and sat near the back. The man, who was seated to his right and a few rows up, stood up and aimed the gun at him . Her dad rose and tried to back away but was shot.

The sequence of events then replayed in her head again but this time instead of hearing her uncle's voice narrating, a popular song called "Climax" played blaringly loud as it all took place. It was so loud that the gunshot was drowned out. The dream was so vivid that my daughter woke up thinking it had really happened. Ironically, I had been praying for him just a short time before she told me about her dream because I'd had a vision of winning a large sweepstakes prize and asking the court to give him part of my winnings so he would begin to provide for our 4 children...

Greetings all!

Last night I dreamed I had gone shoe shopping for my4 teens at a small store. I didn't have much money and had a hard time finding shoes that reflected everyone's tastes--in real life, we usually get what we can afford, so this was different. I climbed a step ladder to check out the top shelf and found two pairs of black, patent leather little girl shoes that had been hidden among the grownup styles. I brought them down and a woman appeared exclaiming how she had been searching in vain for shoes exactly like these. She thanked me and took the shoes to the counter. I finally found shoes for 3 of my 4 children and spent $32.00-nearly all of my meager funds. I felt so sad that I couldn't buy my daughter a pair of shoes.
Someone told us to go to the resale shop in the adjacent shopping center and i left with a sinking feeling about the selection we might find there. The kids and I decided to race one another across the grassy lot between the shopping centers by skipping only. We were having a great time and laughing when my husband suddenly appeared; but he was apart from us and was trying to skip as we did and looked very uncomfortable doing so.
We reached the resale shop and I was dismayed to see that it was about the size of my living room. A elderly woman was busy behind the counter when we entered. I looked at the single shoe-rack's worn and tattered offerings in disappointment. I moved a pair and was shocked to find two $20s and one $5. I remember feeling sad because i pictured someone placing the bills down and accidentally covering them with the old shoes shoes then never finding the money again. I took the bills to the counter and explained how I had found them; she thanked me and put the money away. As I turned away, she called me back and said, "Here." She placed 5 $100 bills in my hand and wouldn't take them back.

I thanked her and we went back to the shoe storehere; there was now a pair of shoes that I knew my daughter would like and I was able to purchase them. I even bought a pair for myself!

I am awake at 3 a.m. today after a vivid dream:

My children and I were given a beaufitul house to live in. Actually, we were given part of a mansion; some unknown person(s) was going to live in the other half, which was a bit creepy to me. Our half had lg. bedrooms and bathrooms. My estranged mate was there (radiating animosity) as well, but I knew we weren't reconciled yet so I wondered why he was trying to live there as well. He had agreed to the shared housing arrangement with the other person(s).

I went to use the restroom and found a large blue clothes hamper there that seemed vaguely familiar. When I opened the hamper, it was filled with my childrens' old clothing from early childhood. I recognized things I hadn't seen in years as my kids are ages 12 to 18! I remember getting the sudden feeling that we had lived there before and left these things behind. The dream ended there. Upon awakening, I tried to stretch and felt my heartrate speed up suddenly and an instant feeling of alertness. Anyone gifted in interpretation have thoughts on this one? I get the feeling that it's important. Thanks and God bless!

I really appreciate the encouragement more than I can express. Thank you so much. Eight years ago, I was sweeping carpets in my new home and pondering a difficult situation when I suddenly felt the Presence of God so strongly that I dropped to my knees and put my face to the ground. Having narrowly escaped homelessness months earlier, we had dedicated this home (how we got it is another miraculous occurrence) to the Lord's service.

As I knelt there with my eyes closed, I began to "see" a conference-type table in what appeared to be a room without walls. I walked towards it and as I got nearer I could tell that there were two persons seated there but their faces were not visible. I was invited to sit down and did so. One of the (men?) began to speak to me and tell me not to be afraid. He then said, "Are you not a son of God? Then ask for help." This was an area of my relationship with the Lord that had been under attack.

The other person spoke to me saying, "You are a child of the God Most High and you have found favor in my sight because you trust in me." Now, that was news to me because I had been questioning my faith during that difficult time. He then began detailing the steps of obedience I had taken according to His Word. Then he said, "Behold, I have given you a territory. The one who occupies it was to serve my Kingdom purposes but has instead begun to serve the kingdom of darkness and has been well compensated for doing so. I will take from him these "bribes" from him and give it to you for many saints are in need and waiting to receive these things." I had trouble believing that I could possibly be of use in such a way, but I didn't say it. (Remember Sarah?) I was to be an intercessor in deed as well as in word and I didn't even know what I would feed my family that night!?

He then said, "Do you remember the time when your family celebrated your first Christmas and you took all of the children shopping for one another? You were so excited. Remember how you put two children in one shopping cart and he took the other two and you helped them choose for their siblings while trying not to allow the carts pass and spoil the surprises? You were filled with joyful anticipation of their reactions when they received what was lovingly chosen for them. You inherited that from me: I, too am excited about the things I have prepared for you and can hardly wait to see the look on your face." That floored me because my theology regarding His desire to bless had been skewed due to my childhood religious background. I began worshipping and praising the Lord and the vision ended a short time later.

In a little more than a year, we became homeless after all. Five years later, I had to separate from my spouse under really distressing circumstances. My children are exhibiting the spiritual/emotional fallout from years of dysfunction (i.e. anger towards God, me, dad, quarreling, etc.) These thingsd are major blows to the faith I was commended for a few years earlier and at times I have doubted the vision, but when I become discouraged He finds a way to let me know that I am still His.
As much as I hate the thought of my home being invaded by an unseen flood of enemies, I am so thankful that the Spirit raises a standard against them. Praise be to God for His faithfulness and love!

**Two of the shadowy figures in the hallway war massive and tall; they carried black swords that seemed to glow like coals of fire. The angels that came in and those that hovered outside our windows (we live upstairs) were bright and shining and their swords made fiery, orange slashes when they slashed the shadowy ones. I am praying tonight as well, as I must assume that the enemy will await an opportune time to launch a new attack.

My son recently recounted experiences he had at our former residence. On several occasions he and his brother had seen a presence outside their bedroom door, going down the hallway or standing in their bedroom. They were often scared to go to sleep and i would lie in there praying and singing hymns until they went to sleep. I spent so much time fasting and praying during our 2.5 years in that home. During those years our marriage rapidly deteriorated and my husband seemed to have anger always smoldering and we walked on eggshells most days.

About a week ago, my son remembered that when he saw that "shadowy" presence on two occasions, it was standing outside the bedroom door looking in. His dad suddenly emerged from our room and came in to administer discipline because they were talking after bedtime; the figure glaned at their dad and back at them. On a similar occasion, it was standing there then ran away when their dad came in. He said that one time after he'd been spanked, his dad kept telling him to stop crying and spanked him again. Afterwards he had to sit in our den. When his dad came into the den and sat at a table to read a book, my son saw the shadow walk in with him and sit down beside him. It seemed to notice that my son was staring at it and it put an arm around his dad's shoulders leaning close to him; it appeared to be talking to him. Suddenly, his dad raised his head and fixed an angry glare at my son, threatening him with more if he didn't stop snuffling; the shadow sat back in its chair looking at my son and seemed to be smiling...we have since separated due to DV.

Yesterday was emotionally taxing ; I was involved in several conflicts with my 15 year old daughter and as the day wore on and we would try to resolve one --another would begin. At one point she was so angry that she shoved some items on our cocktail table towards me before storming out. She is a recently diagnosed diabetic which has exascerbated her general moodiness and while I have tried to be patient, I will not make her health a scapegoat regarding bad behavior. In the middle of the last row, I stopped trying to reason with her and tried to calm myself down and i began to pray spiritual warfare prayers. My son was standing near our front door in the corner and he suddenly turned around. He came to look at my prayer manual and said "It (the shadow) was here mom, standing in the middle of the room looking around at everyone, but when you started praying, an angel dropped through the ceiling and the shadow moved quickly towards the front door. As you continued to pray I saw many more angels come and assemble outside the window and when I looked out of the peep hole, I saw other shadows gathering in the hallway outside. They were there but they couldn't get in. The first angel (did not have a sword) was joined by others that came through the ceiling and they went through the door slashing at the shadows with their swords until they ran away."

We spent the next several hours singing and praying and praising our Lord Jesus Christ until the wee hours of the night. Everyone wanted to stay in my room last night; that's something my kids--who are 18, 15, 13 and 12--haven't done in ages. I ask the saints to keep us in your prayers...God bless!

Thanks for the feedbsck; it helps to realize that this isn't something to fret over.

I was dozing yesterday afternoon when I "saw" myself next to a table of some sort. Suddenly a cylindrical object fell from above and landed with a loud bang on the table. I actually jumped in my sleep because the sound was so loud. The cylinder was made from wood that had ornate carvings on it; it was really beautiful. I remember picking it up and hearing a voice say: "Read what it says." I woke up at this point and really expected to be holding what I now know is a scroll case in my hands. I could still "feel" the engravings--it had seemed so real. I've felt restless since then because I didn't get to read it...

Hi Deborah, Mark. Mark, it was the severed head that became three separate heads once it hit the ground. I know these siblings very well and they are at my home nearly every day after school for homework help, prayer, to tell me about their day or just to spend time with my kids. When things at home get crazy, they come over and sometimes grab a spot on the floor after eating just to sleep for while. They are believers but their parents (divorced) are not; thankfully they are allowed to be very active in their church home.

These kids have been through so much; both were victimized by a much older sibling when they were in grammar school. As a result, they both carry a lot of anger; she deals with hers by dancing and he has a love for violent video games which his parents allow him to purchase. I wonder if this is the addiction? These games are banned from my home when he brings games over yet he still wants to hang out with us until late at night.

I am reminded of Proverbs 19:19-- "A man of great wrath shall suffer punishment: for if thou deliver him, yet thou must do it again."
He has a reputation for acting out at school with displays of temper because someone "made me mad" which makes him a target with some of his peers who want to see just how tough he really is. Then the sister, who was a brawler in times past comes to the rescue.

Please pray that God gives me wisdom in how I minister to them; even when they don't like what I am saying, they are still respectful. That gives me hope. They are at my home almost as much as they are at home and they call me "Momma". I had been a single parent of 4 teens for 6 months and suddenly, He "gave" me two more. HELP!!!

One young lady in the youth bible study meetings held in my apartment shared a dream that she had about a year ago:

She and her younger brother (both are teens) are at a park. The scene changes to a swamp and they are exploring the woods. Her brother wanders off, then she sees him go by in someone's boat.

She searches for him armed with a sword to cut away vegetation. When she finds him, he is being held captive by snake wrapped aroung his neck. She tells him that she will save him and the snake laughs at her.

Although she managed to behead the snake, when she threw it on the ground it became three different heads. At that point she woke up sweating and crying and feeling very angry.

Mark, Daisy, thanks for the feedback. I had similar suspicions and checked the computer as soon as he had gone. As a practice I don't store passwords, etc. but I felt definitely like something had happened that I should know about. We have been sep. for 1.5 years after 17 years but I keep seeking the Lord's will before making it permanent. We had not seen the individual for about 4 months and I wanted to see if the spiritual climate had changed...I guess it hasn't.

Trying to give it time but this incident coupled with two others show him partaking of our hospitality and even participating in our house-church services then criticising/misrepresenting my actions to my children behind my back. For example, asking sons why I only bought one sister a pair of shoes and not everybody else when he knows he does not help me take care of our 4 teens. This was upsetting to them (and me) but you're right, I haven't confronted him because I don't want them to feel bad about mentioning these incidents. I would appreciate prayers on our family's behalf.

I recently fell asleep while letting a visitor use my laptop to do some administrative work late at night. At some point, I began to dream that this person was behaving in an offensive manner; I don't remember what they did. When I tried to talk to them about it, they just kind of laughed it off. Then the person began to slap me softly on the face, arm, etc. It didn't hurt at first but made me upset because they would not stop when I told them to. I remember stumbling around trying to avoid contact, but they kept coming. The slaps began to increase in force a bit and I remember yelling STOP...

I woke up suddenly with the feeling that I had been talking and/or yelling in my sleep. I moved around a bit and saw that my visitor had turned the lights off and was still using the computer in a chair nearby. For some reason, I instinctively acted like I was still asleep. My guest quickly turned the computer off, placed it on the floor and behaved as though they were asleep in the chair. I waited a moment then arose and went into the bathroom to pray; it was about 5 a.m. The Lord led me to prepare a breakfast for this person before sending them on their way without revealing what I saw.

Hi Shadow,
Thanks for sharing your thoughts on my dream post. Yes, someone did come to mind. The first part of the dream was quickly discerned; within days after this dream my doctor sent me to another office for routine imaging. Now i am having follow-up sonography done due to his findings but i've been remarkably calm about that whole situation.

On the other hand, there is an individual who's been part of my life for a long time but there has been estrangement. Since the dream, that person has began coming around again but gives every indication of having the same critical spirit/toxic attitude that has caused people to distance themselves from the individual. In the past, being around this person caused me great anxiety. Now, although I still don't trust the person, The Lord has given me a deep sense of calm in their presence. After all, a sick bull is still a bull.

I was at the doctor's office to discuss findings on xrays. I was told that I had a very serious illness that was life-threatening. After sitting in the waiting room trying to digest the news I was called back again. This time the doctor apologized for the mix-up; there had been a fingerprint smudge on the machine. I was very upset.

I walked outside the building and sat on a bench to wait for my family to pick me up. Suddenly a huge bull appeared and walked slowly towards me while the clusters of people standing around out there scattered in every direction. The bull stopped beside my bench and just stood there looking very ill and drooling great globs of saliva.

My doctor came outside and began to examine the bull, catching drool in his ungloved hand. I was thoroughly disgusted. He handled the drool and then said it was okay, the bull had "??????" and wouldn't harm anyone. As I looked at the bull, i began to feel more sorry for it than afraid of it but i still put some distsance between us. I began to wonder if it was that guy's fingerprint smudge on the xrays...

Thanks for reminding me why I left the corporate world at His command 12 years ago...I'm sticking to my "spiritual" guns until He says otherwise.

Grateful, as I consider your question I realize that I have been experiencing this. As we go through the difficult transitions affecting our family, I am being urged to place my children in public school-- although counselors have said it would not be in their best interests at this time. My reluctance has been labeled as lacking faith but that is not the case. They don't see the daily emotional/spiritual backlash of our family's separation and my estranged mate blames the "acting out" on the separation rather than the causes of the separation. So, yes, I feel very much like the odd woman out.

I was outside a house keeping an eye on my kids (3 teens + 1 preteen) and writing in a notebook while my husband was inside. The sky overhead became darkened with fast-moving storm clouds and lightning flashed in the distance. Suddenly the clouds moved over the house and the lightning flashed closer; I called to the kids to head inside and turned to enter the house. As I reached for the door a flash of lightning hit the ground to my right and I felt a small zap in my left palm.

I opened my hand and saw that the spiral from the notebook had been burned black and left corresponding marks on my palm. I yelled for the kids to hurry but they sort of dawdled as though I hadn't said a word. I went to their dad, showed him the burn and told him that the kids weren't obeying me; he just looked at me and went back to watching tv. I went outside again and refused to budge until they came inside; he called them into the living room where he was and had them sit down. He then proceeded to tell them that their mom was just "tripping" and overreacting. They sort of snickered and sat there watching tv and ignoring me.

I remember being very hurt that he seemed so unconcerned about our kids' well-being (or mine), angry with my kids for being disobedient, and so very much alone.

Thank you all for your input on this one I will continue to pray that the Lord gives me understanding about how I should participate with His will regarding the dream. Here lately, I haven't worn the authority cloak comfortably except when it relates to intercession for others. Think I need some more DAD and me time!

Hi Whiteshadow,

I've been pondering this for a couple of years now. I felt the same sense of invitation but at the same time I felt out-of-place; wondered why I was there. I'm feeling that perhaps I am still confused because God's answer for a difficult situation was not what I expected; I'm not certain if the mission He spoke to me about previously is still my assignment. So much has changed in my life since then that I am uncertain of my place in the Body of Christ...

I would like assistance with this dream please:

I was walking along a long walkway lined with columns to my left--couldn't see the right side. I remember being barefoot and the flooring was hard and shiny, but it was warm. Then I noticed that between each set of columns stood a gigantic winged figure, arms folded across the chest and I became nervous. As I stepped towards the right, I felt/heard a whooshing sound just behind and above me and I dodged towards the right. As I did this (angel?) flew past and landed at the end of the walkway in front on a huge throne where some brightly glowing person sat. He knelt on one knee and began to speak in a language I couldn't understand. Soon others flew past; there was a steady stream of them; they knelt, spoke, listened and then flew away. I seemed to be in the flight path and was contemplating which way to go when the glowing person said, "Come, sit down and listen." I stepped to the right and climbed up several steps until I reached his feet and sat down to the left of them. As I listened, everyone seemed at first to be babbling at once. However, I began to understand what was being said and it was perfectly clear: Each angel knelt and gave a report then received instructions and left. The one on the throne seemed to speak to everyone at the same time and about different things but without any confusion or chaos; I remember marveling at that. I have four children and it's so hard to concentrate on anything when they are all talking at once!

I saw someone approaching the throne carrying something in their hands. The one who sat on the throne said, "Give those to her." I reflexively extended my hands and an yellow legal-sized envelope was placed in my left hand while a ring of keys was placed in my right hand. I woke up before I could be nosy and open the envelope like I wanted to... ...or ask what these items were for.

I was perusing the dream symbols and the wedding symbol info struck a chord within me. In the dream, I felt like my marriage/wedding was a rushed event; the dress not what I would have chosen; I wanted to get it on film to prove the validity of it because it seemed unreal. The groom was gone and I had no proof that the marriage had taken place. Not sure who that other bride was though.

Just remembered an occurence from last summer:

I was sitting in our living with h and kids when I suddenly heard a deafeningly loud rumbling sound and literally felt the ground trembling beneath my feet. No one else seeemed to notice anything. I must have looked oddly because my young son starting asking me if I was okay...I said "You don't hear that?" He replied, "Hear what? Mom are you okay?" I heard his questions as though he was far away.

Suddenly I found myself on a hill above an open plain and I wasn't alone. I seemed to be in the midst of a huge army though I couldn't see the faces of the other soldiers. I say other soldiers because I was dressed like them with breastplate, shield, sword, etc. Suddenly a shout sounded and everyone rushed down the hill; I had to run with them or be trampled.

As we reached the plain, I noticed another army rushing towards us. There was the usual battle carnage and I remember swinging my sword over and over. Almost as soon as it began, the battle was over and we walked back through the fallen finishing off those who were still trying to rise. I was surprised that I had not suffered any injuries.

Another shout sounded and I looked around and noticed everyone looking towards the East; I'm not certain how I knew it was the east. There, in the sky, was a huge seat flying towards us; I remember wings but not what they were attached to. The seat was translucent and so was the form sitting in the seat. We lifted our swords, shouted in triumph, then dropped to our knees in the dust with our swords down. the vision ended and I was back in my living room.

Shaken, I got up immediately and went into my bedroom and lay before the Lord. As I lay there, I "saw" myself standing behind a huge being. There was a large dragon-like creature with wings standing in front of us. I heard the being order the dragon to "STAND DOWN!!", but the dragon argued with the being. Again came the command to "I SAID, STAND DOWN!!" and the dragon roared angrily then flew away. I had been on my way somewhere but had encountered the dragon and was blocked...I remember crying and thanking the Lord over and over. After this vision, I was so exhausted that I crawled to my bed, dragged myself onto it and fell asleep for the remainder of the afternoon.

Sorry for the long post but I wanted to put it all down while it was fresh again.

I was getting married. I wore a simple blue ankle-length gown with a wide red sash at the waist; not exactly my favorite color combination. The ceremony was simple; just the groom, officiant, me and one other person was there. The groom (I don't remember his face) was in a hurry to leave afterwards but I wanted a picture taken since none of our friends/family were present. I had a camera and one of the others snapped the photo while we were still in the process of posing. Certain that the photo was going to be terrible, I begged for another to be taken.

Another couple came in and this bride-to-be wore a pretty white tea-length dress and a beautiful headpiece that had a short veil. I cannot remember what she looked like but they seemed very relaxed and happy. She came over to me and kindly offered to help by posing with me. It wasn't the logical solution but still seemed to make sense at the time. The second photo was taken with the two of us brides standing shoulder to shoulder in a corner; my groom was nowhere to be found. Strangely, I had to crouch down with my right leg extended uncomfortably in order to fit in the frame.