I believe that God speaks to us in all kinds of ways. Maybe through a scripture. Maybe, you see a beautiful sky, and God speaks to you about creation. Maybe, you see a billboard, and God speaks to you through the words. I also believe that He speaks to us through dreams and visions. I have experienced both. Flashes of things that I see that may not make sense for me to even think about it. Some people may believe that the Lord doesn’t do that. That I am dramatic or overthinking things. But HE DOES do that! THESE ARE THE LAST DAYS!

ACTS 2:17 “‘And in the last days it shall be, God declares, that I will pour out my Spirit on all flesh, and your sons and your daughters shall prophesy, and your young men shall see visions, and your old men shall dream dreams;

I would hear people as I was growing up say that the “Lord gave someone a dream.” Sometimes I would also hear some women talking, and they had a “bean dream.” I later found out that they ate something that didn’t sit right with them, and they had weird dreams! Lol. Which you know I find hilarious! But I digress!

I want to share with you a dream that when I woke up, I was very disturbed. I could not go back to sleep, and it wouldn’t leave my mind. I couldn’t make sense out of it at first, so I marked it up to being a “bean dream.” George and I ate some Munchies mix before bed, so I chalked it up to that. But, the more I thought about it, I knew it meant something to my life.

I asked the Lord to explain it to me, and He did (while I was fixing my hair of all things~ lol). He then, I feel, told me to share it with my Confessions family because SOMEONE, at least one other person, needs to hear this. Hear it loud and clear and let it give you peace as it did me.

MY DREAM:

I dreamed that I was at my house in the kitchen. There was a man that was there talking to me. I remember thinking, I know this guy, but not enough for him to be in my house. He was making himself at home. If you have been to my house, you know I have candies (from chocolate to cinnamon candies) sitting everywhere, a snack cart full of chips, cookies, nuts…etc. As I talked to this guy, he was walking around getting candies, chips…etc…like one of my close friends would do. Again, I would watch him and think, I do not know him well enough for him to be this comfortable here.

As I was cooking, he looked at me and said, “Those people out in your driveway are up to no good!” I was shocked. I didn’t know there was anyone in my driveway. I ran to the TV room and looked out the window, and sure enough, there was a yellow truck, an older model, sitting in my driveway. I saw a guy in the driver’s seat and a woman in the passenger’s seat. There were a couple more people in the truck with them, but I couldn’t see who they were. As I watched them, they pulled up closer to the house and backed around to where the truck was facing my garage door. My garage was open.

I got a little unsettled, nervous even. I asked the man in my house who they were. He just said, “They are up to no good. They will hurt you if you are not careful.” And I believed him. There was something in the way he said it. I knew he was trying to protect me.

I went back to the window and looked out. I saw the guy that had been driving, going in my garage and carrying things out, and putting them in the bed of the truck. The woman from the passenger’s seat was out helping him. The other two people (not sure male or female, I just knew there were two others) stayed in the truck. I looked directly at the man as he was carrying out something from the garage. He looked dead at me – in the eye – through the window and laughed. He laughed, the woman laughed, the people in the truck were laughing almost in hysterics. My heart was racing. I knew I was in trouble. I didn’t see any guns or weapons, but I knew they were there to hurt me. I almost started to panic.

I looked at the man in my house and said, “What can I do?” I went to the kitchen door and remembered my dogs were outside. I remember thinking, I need to get them in so that the people wouldn’t take them, too. I thought they could have everything in that garage as long as I have my baby girls (fur babies). I opened the door, and they came flying inside (as well as my neighbor’s two dogs for some reason). I slammed the door shut. As I did, I knew I had what mattered with me in my house. The things in the garage are just things, but these fur babies are my heart!

I looked at the man in the house as he stood in my kitchen. He was smiling and said something to the effect of, “You have everything you need right here with you. You are safe inside, and they are safe.”

Then I woke up. I was so disturbed. It was so real I wanted to go to the window and look out to see if they were still there!

I BELIEVE THE LORD REVEALED THIS TO ME:

The man in my house was there to protect me and warn me. I was familiar with him, but he knew me better than I knew him. I trusted him, though. I believed what he said to me. I believe this man to be an angel of protection. He was there to protect me from the people who would harm me and warned me they were there.

Luke 4:10 for it is written, “‘He will command his angels concerning you, to guard you,’

The people in the driveway were there to steal things that belonged to me. I put them in a place they should have been relatively safe, but the door was open. I left the door open. This gave them a chance to do what they came to do – to take something that wasn’t there’s. They didn’t work for it or earn it, but they wanted it, so they took it. I feel like this is the enemy coming to destroy things that I have worked hard to get. But see, they can only take surface things. Things that can be replaced. Something that I liked but didn’t need to survive or feel safe. The enemy comes to kill, steal and destroy.

John 10:10a The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy.

When I realized that my fur babies were outside, now that meant a lot to me. I would not let the thieves steal them. They were too valuable to me. They represent things that satan cannot take from me—peace, joy, integrity, & caring for God and others. I would have to be willing to leave them where they could get stolen. But, I brought them in MY HOUSE. I held them close to me. I knew I could replace everything else, but not them.

Ephesians 6:12 “For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the cosmic powers over this present darkness, against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly places.”

I have everything I need inside of me – God and His character. He is IN ME! Everything will be ok. He will not fail!

1 Chronicles 28:20 Then David said to his son Solomon, “Be strong and courageous, and act; do not fear nor be dismayed, for the Lord God, my God, is with you. He will not fail you nor forsake you until all the work for the service of the house of the Lord is finished.

Lamentations 3:22-23 The Lord’s lovingkindnesses indeed never cease, For His compassions never fail. They are new every morning; Great is Your faithfulness.

I WANT TO TELL MY CONFESSIONS FAMILY:

The devil may be trying to steal from you. Take things that do not belong to him. He will laugh in your face. You may feel afraid, but you do not have to be. God sends angels to watch over us.

Psalm 91:11-1 For he will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways; they will lift you up in their hands, so that you will not strike your foot against a stone.

The thief cannot take things inside you. Your peace. Your humble heart. Your love for God and others. You have to protect those things with everything you have. Do not allow someone else to steal your joy! Your peace! Hold them tight!

Romans 14:17 For the kingdom of God is not a matter of eating and drinking but of righteousness and peace and joy in the Holy Spirit.

IN CONCLUSION:

No matter what you are fighting against. No matter how hard the devil tries to steal from you, you are an overcomer by your testimony.

Tell the good things that God has done in you and for you.

Tell the stories of being sober and clean.

Tell the stories of God redeeming you.

Tell the stories of God restoring your marriages.

Tell the stories of healing.

Tell the stories of how you fell on your face, and God picked you up!

Tell the stories of how you overcame the devil in whatever he tried to do to you and your family.

TELL THE STORIES OF YOUR VICTORY OVER THE ENEMY THAT CAME TO STEAL FROM YOU! 

Revelation 12:11 And they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb, and by the word of their testimony; and they loved not their lives unto the death.

MY PRAYER FOR MY CONFESSIONS FAMILY:

Jesus, remind us of the stories of victory. Please bring them back to our minds so we can repeat them over and over.

Thank you for being the Victor!

Thank You for conquering death, hell, and the grave so we will have the same power to overcome.

Thank you for making me an overcomer through the blood of the Lamb.

Thank You for keeping the enemy out of our hearts and minds as we submit to You!

Thank You for going to the enemy’s camp and taking back what he stole from us!

Thank You because satan cannot steal our joy!

Thank You because satan cannot steal our peace!

Thank You because satan cannot steal the Holy Spirit that lives in us!

Amen and Amen!!!!