Exposing her.

It was a house full of Darkness. Everything around it was green pastures and a promising Sun, but this house was the exception. From the window I could see the old man staring outside, wondering if he could ever go outside. Slowly he removed himself from the screen of the window and never returned. I knew she was in there, so I decided to get closer.

I looked from the door and all I could see was darkness. The house seemed erie and full of evil. I knew she was in there, so I had to get her out. Out of the corner of my eye I began to see the beautiful little girl. She was standing in the corner of a wooden table; I could tell she had been observing me. She smiled at me and with her eyes invited me to come in. I knew I couldn't go in; I wanted to get her out of there! She kept on running and playing inside the House, as if mocking me because she was not going to get out of there. I was furious, I wanted her out!

Her dress was pearly white, whith white tights and curly golden hair. She was really beautiful, but her eyes told otherwise. I wanted to open the screen door only to get her out and reveal her to the light, but she knew what was going to happen to her if she went out; she knew more than me. All I knew was that I needed to get her out. So I opened the screen door letting the sunlight penetrate the dark House. She screamed, she wanted me to go away, she probably wanted me to close the door. Yet she was still mocking me and running around laughing. I started praying, praying in another langauge, I figured God would hear me like that.

There was a moment in which I grabbed the corner of her golden hair and finally caught her. She started screaming and trying to escape from my grip. Her legs were stomping on the floor trying to get away from the sunlight. When I had complete dominance I started praying even harder and started rebuking her. I grabbed her towards the patio...dragging her towards the light were there was no shadow of darkness.
As my hand kept on dragging her arm around the patio, her screams started fading and her skin started burning. First it was her arms, then her legs and pretty soon she was not the little beautiful girl that had once been in the House. When I had finished praying, all that was left of her was her head. She had been decomposed, burned by the sun, and turned into some monster. But she had been defeated. I stood there with my hand holding what was left of her....and that was the end of my dream.

I had this dream when I was taking a nap in the afternoon. The night before I had only slept for three hours because of homework for my english class, but later on that day I finally had another dream. I can only relate this to our sin. The little girl was obviously the sin of every person, she seems beautiful in darkness, she seems unharmful, but when we expose out sin to the light, she becomes this horrid thing. However, at the same time, when we expose our sin, we are not tempted anymore to hide it, it runs away quickly.

Here are a few scriptures describing what I think my dream is saying.

Jhn 3:19 And this is the condemnation, that light is come into the world, and men loved darkness rather than light, because their deeds were evil.
The light shines in the darkness, but the darkness has not understood it-john 1:5
1Th 5:5 Ye are all the children of light, and the children of the day: we are not of the night, nor of darkness.

"Thanks, for doing me the favor."

Her name was Jillian; she was sitting next to the guy who I was witnessing to. I did not know her, in fact I did not even know she existed. I just knew that the guy was arguing with me about God, and how he was a mean God, and so many other things. I talked to him, trying to comprehend him, and think about the best possible way to relate salvation. While I was talking to this person, I asked him, "Well what about Jesus? What do you think of His story? What do you think of what he did for you?" To my suprise, he started crying. I smiled, because it is at conviction that a person draw nears the Lord, and not at condemnation. So while he was sobbing I put my hand on his head and started praying for him. I started speaking in tounges, and in my mind I started to think, "man this is what Anointing is all about! Who knew he was going to cry when I said the name of Jesus?" I was feeling so joyful until I started feeling what it seemed like little kicks all around my body. I started shaking, and it was not the kind of shaking I normally get when one is filled with the Spirit, instead, it was something I could not understand. My hand was still on top of the guys head and I realized his head was shaking.

Next thing I knew, the guy who I was witnessing to faced his head towards me and started laughing. He started laughing straight at my face. I did not know what to think, but as he continued laughing I knew what had happened. Somehow, before I had asked him to pray with me about Jesus coming into his life, he had been possesed by a demon. The only thing I did was to put my hand in his direction and screamed, "In the name of Jesus, I cast you out of this body!" The guy who was jumping around laughing stopped to look at me, and started laughing again. "hahahahhahhhahhahhahahhahhahah". It was a malicious laugh, and I knew I could not cast it out. Why? Because in my dream I knew that I was not prepared for this demon. I had not fasted, and I had not been praying. I started panicking, and all of a sudden the girl whom I did not know existed, appeared right in front of me. She gave me a smirk. I was confused, I did know who she was until she started fighting with me. She was the demon who had entered the guys body. I could not say the name of Jesus, I knew that withouth prayer I had already failed. I could only fight with her with my physical body. Everytime I punched her, that part of her body dissappeared, but it would come back again with strenght.

I do not know when I escaped from her attack, but after that i found myslef in a rooom watching TV with my sisters. I felt my cell phone vibrate and when I went to see who it was, the name was Jillian. I was not sure if this was the same demon girl who had been trying to fight me, but I had the feeling. I answered unsure, "...Hello?" "Hey, I just wanted to say thanks for doing me the favor." And then Cick.

I knew I was in danger, I grabbed my sister but then that is when I woke up. I was scared when I woke up; I was confused. I did not know what it meant. In all my other dreams I had never given up saying the name Jesus, but in this one I knew that as much as I said it, I was not going to be able to cast it out. Why? Why did she say thanks? What favor had I done for a demon?

That's when it hit me. Because of my lack of prayer, and commitment to the Lord, another soul had been lost. Jullian was thanking me for giving her another soul.

A snake bit me

I was again in my bed, haha, how ironic. The first time I woke up from my bed in my dreams, it was Jesus that was praying next to me. But now a snake awaited my awakening. I was in the bed ready to get up, and when I did my right foot went first and then I felt a sting. It was not a sting in where you hurt yourself, or a situation where you know what could have happened; this was different. I screamed and I grabbed my right foot, collpasing again on the bed. And when I turned to look the way where the sting had come from I was shocked. There stood a beautiful snake. It was not a normal snake, that's for sure. His colors were a dark blue with florucent green and light blue petals around his face. For me, it looked more like a dragon, but I knew well enough that it was some sort of unfamiliar snake. I started to cry because I thought my life was about to end. I could see the snake's two teeth marks punctured on my ankle. My first thought was that of venom running through my vains.

Almost immediatley someone came In the room. I cannot remember exactly who she was, but I do remember that she was looking for me. Appearantly, she had hear my cry. "What happened?! are you ok?" I showed her my ankle and explained to her what had happened, and then she shook her head and opened her mouth to say the words that would bring confusement in my mind, "Two bad things have already happened to you! This is the third...Michel, I think you are under attack by satan."

The dream ended there....I woke up and did not think much of it. I did find its meaning warning, like one of a future warning. I had that dream about a week ago, and in that week so many things have happened. There are not events that a person would be shocked to hear, but it is more of a spiritual war that has been going on within me. My first test was Tempation, then my second was like a battle with myslef, and my third was an overwheling feeling of stress. I keep on saying, " I have too many things on my plate right now...i am so stressed." What I did not notice was how much i had been ignoring God. Ever since that dream, I had not been praying, or reading my bible, or aknowleding him every day by myself. I was worhsipping, and i knew he was there but I was not covering myself everyday with his Word, sword...whatever you want to call it.

Yesterday evening I prayed and I poured out my heart to the Lord. I needed peace in my heart; I needed an assurance that only the Lord can give. I ended up sleeping very late talking to God. I thought I was done, tought I had the peace that I needed, but today in the morning when I went to church with Sophia I could not handle it. I started to cry even more, and this time it was not just because the presence of the Lord was there, but rather, it was a cry out of my soul. I needed to cry and let all the things that were hiding in my heart to go out. I was crying with sentiment and remorse. I needed to lay all my life down to him again, and I needed to call out His name. And so I whispered his name over and over again, letting tear after tear roll down my cheeks until finally I had peace in my heart. The preacher talked about the 'unsinkable ship'. He said just because Jesus seems like he does not see you, or talk to you, or seems as if he has his eyes closed, does not mean he has left you alone. That he is in the same boat you are in. That he allows tempations, and tests for us to get a wake up call in order to get back on our knees....and I believe that is what I needed to hear this morning. It was a nice welcome back from God.

38Jesus was in the stern, sleeping on a cushion. The disciples woke him and said to him, "Teacher, don't you care if we drown?"
39He got up, rebuked the wind and said to the waves, "Quiet! Be still!" Then the wind died down and it was completely calm.
40He said to his disciples, "Why are you so afraid? Do you still have no faith?"
41They were terrified and asked each other, "Who is this? Even the wind and the waves obey him!"
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