I may have a peculiar faith.  I actually believe the words of God.  I believe He is who He says He is, has done what He’s says He has done, and will do what He says He will do.  Faith usually comes easy for me, and I probably actually have the gift of faith. 

Over my three decades of walking with God, I developed a personal belief system in Him and in my life in that I believe God takes care of me personally.  I believe God is sovereign.  (There’s a lot in that, but that will suffice for now.)  I have experienced unusual favor in my life, and what I consider supernatural protection.  Abundant testimonies of protection and provision apply here, and they have led me to the conviction that I am kept by God.  Nothing (good or bad) comes to me without His permission.

In late February this year, I had two dreams the same night with what I deemed a warning.  The first found me in a convertible with my best friend with the top down, and parked on a road that had an upper ridge above it.  On the ridge above me was a mountain lion.  The second found me in a restaurant with my best friend, and I had left without my coat.  Several blocks after leaving I realized I had left my coat hanging on the back of my chair.

Both of these dreams were alarming to me because I knew what they meant.  They meant I was uncovered – outside of my protection bubble.  A convertible with the top down (uncovered), with a mountain lion looking down on me is a vulnerable situation.  Coat represents covering, and I had left it.  I began praying to ask God how I was vulnerable, how I was unprotected and uncovered.  The first response I got was that I have been lazy pleading the Blood of Christ over myself, my home and my family daily.  But I had a nagging there was more…

Then on March 21, while on a walk with my small dog, I was attacked from behind by a dog that jumped its fence.  The attack was severe enough that I had punctures and lacerations on three different parts of my body, some that required stitches.  (But they don’t stitch dog bites because of infection.)  Had I not been able to get my pepper spray out of my pocket after the fourth bite, I don’t know how I would have fared.  The dog was aggressive and intentional.

The next month was a process of healing.  I was in physical pain for about a week after, dressing bandages and having trouble sleeping.  I fought anxiety, (I am never anxious), and depression (again, I am never depressed).  Physically I was tired all the time and had trouble sleeping.  The day of the attack, in that same hour in fact, I thought, “The natural parallels the spiritual.  What is going on?”

Sidebar:  I have learned that the natural world frequently parallels the spiritual world.  When something manifests in the natural is usually an indication something has happened in the spiritual realm.  If there is something out of the ordinary, I have learned to ask God what it means.  It would be a full other month before I was to understand what this attack meant.

Being a truth seeker, I have had to retrain myself to not reject information just because I don’t believe it.  I have had to train myself to keep open the possibility that I may be wrong, misinformed or I may misunderstand.  It is a precarious position to be in when everything you have held strong convictions on is called into question.  Integrity tells me truth is more important than perceived homeostasis.  Perceptions lie – even if unintentionally.  Because of my desire to walk in integrity while pursuing truth, I have trained myself to not initially reject OR accept anything, regardless of my personal convictions, beliefs and experiences.

Over the past six months, and being in the public sphere through social media and the internet, I’ve been exposed to numerous “truthers” – people sincerely searching for truth.  There is a group of these people who sometimes claim to be Christians, who sometimes claim Christ as the Messiah, but who have strange doctrine.  They call themselves Pleiadians, Light Workers, etc.  They speak of other dimensions, other beings, frequencies and vibrations.  These are all things I know to be true.   So I have not discounted them.

Quantum physics has revealed at least twelve dimensions.  The spiritual dimension is another dimension – probably one of the twelve.  Humans interact in four:  height, width, depth and time.  There are other beings, usually unseen by humans.  In the spiritual realm we know them as angels, demons, cherub, “heavenly creatures”, etc.  Some have been identified as “aliens”, and there is a startling amount of evidence of such beings.  Both light and sound can be used for healing (and torture).  Vibrations or frequencies are especially significant in the quantum physics world, and there is a direct correlation to health and frequencies.  (Which is another reason 5G towers are a bad idea.  Look at the impact on human health.  It’s also the reason blue tooth in the ear causes brain tumors.)

These people like to speak like they are the enlightened ones and everyone else is in the dark.  They do have specific truths, yet their application is suspect.  They speak of a “Galactic Federation”, and they interchange words for Christ, acknowledging His existence (most of them, anyway), but calling him an “Ascended Master”.  They promote the Bible as man-made religion and do not deny (a) God – but there are other denials more subtle. 

While I would agree the general public is clueless about most of these topics, if you’ve pursued truth for a length of time, these truths will indeed surface.  Multiple national governments have hidden their alliance with “aliens” and their “classified” work with UFOs. DUMBS (Deep Underground Military Bases) exist for the works of this very topic, and the works there are clandestine. 

But as time progressed and their voices grew louder with their claims of truth, seeds of doubt were gradually laid that I didn’t recognize as doubt.  I didn’t realize I had tabled points of my convictions, in a suspended state of waiting for more evidence one way or another.  I had left the door open for the possibility of error or misunderstanding on my part.  But I didn’t realize I had left the door unguarded.

Nor did I recognize the seeds of doubt had sprouted into plants of unbelief.  I thought I was solid.  I thought I was square.  I barely recognized my prayer life had quietly subsided as I was waiting for God to act one way or another, to dispel or confirm.  I retorted to the (oh wise one, as social media stroked the ego of this mouthpiece) person who called Christ an “ascended master”, that if Christ was truly just an “ascended master” there was no need for Him to die on the Cross. 

When I had suffered the attack and began seeking God for what parallel it represented in the spiritual, I looked at the symbols.  Walking represents forward movement, advancement and progress.  That was stopped.  Dogs (if they are not your personal pet) symbolize unbelievers, religious hypocrites, and the apostate (to name a few).  The right side of my body was damaged from the attack, and right symbolizes the place of your authority and power.  The parts of my body that I still bear the scars from symbolized these things:  1) my strength, authority and/or responsibility, 2) my mind and truth, and 3) intimacy and relationship.

The Lord showed me my advancement and progression had been abruptly stopped because of attacks from unbelievers, religious hypocrites and apostates – which had significantly (and temporarily) damaged my place of authority and power.  [Which explained to me how my usual favor and protection was compromised, and reiterated the dream of warning a month prior.]  The damage was to my strength and authority (in the spirit realm especially); it assailed my mind and TRUTH; and affected my intimacy and relationship with God.

Because I failed to guard the door I left open to filter truths, seeds of doubt grew into unbelief that I didn’t initially recognize.  This place of vulnerability caused damage in my faith and my intimacy with God, weakened my spirit and authority in the spirit, and affected my place of truth in my mind.  It was way more damaging than I realized.

It wasn’t until I was speaking with a lovely young woman, and our conversation led me to tell her about some very specific places God has intervened in my life for my protection and well-being, that I realized the unbelief I had been harboring.   Today my body is healed, with significant scars on the places of damage.  I call them my scars of unbelief, and they serve as reminders to guard the door to truths.

I am once again able to settle into a place of strength and authority, with full confidence my protection is secure.  I have rejected the unbelief that masqueraded in the promise of “deeper truths” than the God of Creation, the God of the Bible, and Christ as Messiah. 

What these light workers and “Pleiadians” fail to recognize, is God is a personal god.  He is personally involved in His children’s lives.  Alliance with aliens is simply alliance with demons.  Looking to your “light workers” for your guidance will ultimately lead to your demise. 

God’s Word was given for our instruction and protection.  Paul wrote in 2 Corinthians 11:3-5*,

But I am afraid that, as the serpent deceived Eve by his craftiness, your minds will be led astray from the simplicity and purity of devotion to Christ.  For if one comes and preaches another Jesus whom we have not preached, or you receive a different spirit which you have not received, or a different gospel which you have not accepted, you bear this beautifully.

[*And yes, this is from the New American Standard Updated version.  Please don’t write to tell me I should only read and quote from the KJV.  I address that here.]

No, this “ascended master” Jesus is “another Jesus”.  This is not the gospel.  This is perversion.

Scripture is also clear about aligning with “light workers”:

Col 2:18-19 [NASU]

Let no one keep defrauding you of your prize by delighting in self-abasement and the worship of the angels, taking his stand on visions he has seen, inflated without cause by his fleshly mind, and not holding fast to the head, from whom the entire body, being supplied and held together by the joints and ligaments, grows with a growth which is from God.

Angels, aka “light workers” are here to carry out the will of God.  Worship, adoration, exaltation of an angel as one’s guidance is clearly a perversion of their role, and causes disjointedness.  Christ is the Head, and from the Head we’re to get our guidance.

In fact, this “man-made Bible” that instructs us in this “man-made” religion is very clear on the order of angels:

Hebrews 2:5 [NASU]

 For He did not subject to angels the world to come, concerning which we are speaking.

If you go on to read the context of that thought, you will see the earth is in subjection to man.  (and quotes Psalm 8) 

Pleiadians and “Light Workers” like to talk about how these light guides are here to save the earth.  (and they reference some great “Galactic Federation”)  They are ignorant that Christ came to save humanity; and humanity is responsible for the earth.  Humans – through Christ – is the order for change on this earth. 

This people group likes to talk about the earth ascending.  This is a bizarre teaching.  They explain that humanity’s consciousness is ascending, and thus the earth.  This “ascension”, they claim, is to a superior earth.  Because a lot of these people sincerely believe they are Christians, I thought maybe they just replaced or exchanged terminology but the concepts were the same?  No.  There is a deception in this as well.

I understand the need or desire to separate your terminology from the old church terminology.   The church and its traditions and false teachings have left a bad taste in a significant population of western society.  There’s a need to break away from some of that.  But this isn’t that.  This is a perversion of truths that causes deception.

I’m all for truth.  I have established my life on the pursuit of truth.  I’ve been disheartened, disillusioned, infuriated and a host of other difficult and uncomfortable emotions as I’ve learned certain truths.  The Bible will most likely never cease to be a source of misunderstanding, misapplications, misappropriations and division until time runs out.  However, when you know God personally, have a relationship with Him, and adhere to His Sovereignty, the higher and deeper truths are personified in your life. 

Precisely because I’ve had the miraculous, the unexplainable and supernatural occur in my life through a relationship with my Creator and my Savior, I am able to say Christ indeed is the way, the truth and the life.  Doubts and unbelief have no ground (other than what I give them) in the light of a life that is abandoned to God and has seen and tasted His Presence working in that life. 

And while there is truth in other beings in other dimensions, “light workers”, sound and light vibrations and frequencies altering matter – there is no truth separate from the Source.

*Shout out to my “mom”, Marilyn, who reminded me to seek what the spiritual implications were when I was attacked, and to Sensei Jade, a reader in Idaho, who was a voice of reason, reassurance and direction in this time.  God bless you both mightily!

I’m sharing this dream I had seven years ago, because the Lord said there were some people who needed it. It was a rather surreal and supernatural dream, in which it seemed so real like it was really happening at the time. There are some pretty profound implications in it, but I’ll let you find them for yourself. [I wanted to remove the personal dialogues and parts of the dream, but God told me to leave them in because they apply to others as well.] I pray you encounter God as He leads you here and in your life.

Sunday, March 18, 2012 DREAM

I was in a house, around a large oval dining table, set for about sixteen people maybe.  The house was of dark, rich woods (cherry, mahogany, walnut…) and dark, bold colors.  There were no visible electronics in the house, though I knew them (the homeowners) to have a computer. 

It began with women coming in (via the front door) and assembling around the dining table.  We stood behind our chairs.  After it seemed all of the women had entered, the head of the table (also the owner of the house, I knew to be “Deborah”) – spoke to a woman near the end of the table (and closest to the front door) and instructed her to shut the front door so we would not be “interrupted”.  As the door was shut, it felt like a “sealing” had been done on our meeting.

Deborah then spoke and said something to the effect of she had been speaking with (my husband) shortly before the meeting and they were in agreement that some things needed to be handled that were important.  She had us sit down.  She then turned to me and began speaking to me.  She told me (in essence) that what I do and am doing matters.  She said it changes lives.  She gave examples and illustrations.  I was surprised by her sharing and uncomfortable.  I was the youngest woman there by 10-15 years.  They were clearly many years older than I and more experienced.  I wish I could recall what she said, but it was kind of a praise of who I am and what I do, stating intensely at one point that it changes many lives.  I was humbled and uncomfortable.

She then instructed us to open our gift bags.  We had each been given these eclectic cloth gift bags, none alike, but all similar.  I dumped mine out and it held unique jewels and precious stones of varying shapes, colors and sizes.  There were other things in the bags but I can’t remember them. 

The meeting seemed to commence.  It was a solemn atmosphere – serious and somber.  Every word spoken was dripping with wisdom and purpose.  There were no mindless, needless words spoken.  No one interrupted anyone. 

At one point another woman spoke.  She seemed to address Deborah.  It seemed she was commending her.  But again – it was not flattery – every word spoken had purpose and meaning.  At one point this woman commented about getting Deborah a shower curtain.  (She had been commending her about how tirelessly she worked and made mention of the fruit of her children.)  At the mention of giving her a shower curtain, Deborah quickly spoke.  She asked, “Do you know what I have to do to get a shower curtain?  I can’t just go to the store and buy one.”  (Deborah never spoke in a patronizing or condescending way, nor with any hint of arrogance or superiority.)

I was then able to understand that Deborah and her husband diligently sought out the roots of all things – and if an origin or root was not pure or good, they did not allow it in their lives.

I had noticed there were no electronics in their house.  No phones, no TVs, no stereos, no computer.  Yet I also knew they had a computer because I knew Deborah and I communicated through it.

After this I went into the living room.  I went up the stairs at the end of the room – I assume to go where Deborah’s husband and (my husband) were.  Only the stairs stopped – with no way to get to the actual second floor, which was kind of like a loft in a U-shape on the opposite side of the room from the stairs.  I stood at the top of these stairs and looked over at the loft where the man sat; I just couldn’t get over there.  The man and I talked for a bit; then I went back downstairs. 

One of the other women came up and started talking with me.  She asked me if I remember her prophesying over me many years ago.  I did not.  She said some of the things that were said and I started to vaguely remember – then either she or I said, “It was at Deb’s (a literal friend of mine) house!”

Then I was standing in the living room and the man came downstairs to talk to me.  If others were still there, I was unaware of them.  He began to speak to me and whatever he said was full of profound knowledge and understanding, dripping with wisdom.  As he spoke, I came to understand that these people were people who did nothing carelessly.  Everything in their lives had a purpose and a use – even if just for pleasure – but was selected carefully and with circumspect.  I knew that the stairs that led to the second floor but ended without connecting to it, had some sort of secret release that ejected a catwalk to the loft.  The man explained how they had learned to remove any and everything from their lives that kept, prevented or distracted them from purpose – ultimately God’s purposes.  Then he asked me, “Do you have anything like that in your life?”

I stood there listening to him, grieved by my own failures.  I started crying when he asked that and said, “I’m tired of the computer, and the phones, and the TV….”  I may have said more but I can’t recall.

He then began to speak to me about purpose – and also my purpose.  He spoke about world and current events, the judgments of God, the deceptions of this world, etc.  I listened intently, trying to absorb all the wisdom and knowledge.  Then he began asking me questions….

In this house, this atmosphere, there were no empty or useless words spoken.  It was like it was impossible to speak frivolously or carelessly.  A lie or half-truth could not be uttered, nor could one even stumble around with words, fumbling to find the “right” words.  So when he asked me questions, I was either simply responding with the necessary words – or silent.  And in this period of questions, he began to ask me some that were like, “Why do you do ….?”  Or “Why do you think….?”  I remember at one point berating myself at a question of why I do something, and thinking, “Why do I do that??  You would think I would have thought that out better before now!”  I don’t remember if I answered those questions or remained silent.

Then the man asked me, “Do you think it’s important the people know?”  I remember pausing and then being sure of my answer.  I replied, “Yes!  I do think it’s important they know!”  The man almost half-smiled, then responded, “You’re right.  It IS important the people know.”  He went on to explain that, more with part of the why (it’s important), and also said something about an earthquake.

I remember what felt like the last thing the man spoke to me.  He said, “Remember this, (and he called me by name), your rejection from the world and man is your advancement in the kingdom of God.”

The last thing I remember was sitting in the living room facing the wall and open doorway that opened into the dining room.  On the wall on both ends of the doorway were two amazing unique pictures of vivid color.  At immediate glance, the texture appeared as sequins or maybe similar to a cut glass mosaic.  The man asked someone to turn the lights down low and as they were dimming, the colors and the pictures themselves seemed to glow bright, almost coming alive.

I did not want to wake up from this “dream”.  The man in the dream seemed small, with short, curly hair, dark brown and gray, with a full beard and moustache.  Deborah had dark brown hair, curly (medium curls) with a long, slender face.  The environment was serious.

I tried to stay asleep because I didn’t want to “leave” this place, but I felt I was being drawn to wake up.  I could hear the birds singing and the chickens clucking.  Afterwards, these two scriptures were given to me and I knew they were pertaining to the dream:

Ezekiel 22:2, “Son of man, are you ready to judge?  Are you ready to judge the blood-stained city?  Confront her with all her loathsome practices!”

Mark 11:17, “And He taught them and said, ‘Does not Scripture say:  My house shall be called a house of prayer for all peoples?  But you have turned it into a bandit of thieves.’”

Today’s (March 18) Oswald Chambers entry is the perfect accompaniment:

2 Cor 7:1  “Perfecting holiness in the fear of God.”

“Having therefore these promises…”  I claim the fulfillment of God’s promises, and rightly, but that is only the human side; the Divine side is that through the promises I recognize God’s claim on me.  For instance, am I realizing that my body is the temple of the Holy Ghost, or have I a habit of body that plainly will not bear the light of God on it?  By sanctification the Son of God is formed in me, then I have to transform my natural life into a spiritual life by obedience to Him.  God educates us down to the scruple.  When He begins to check, do not confer with flesh and blood, cleanse yourself at once.  Keep yourself cleansed in your daily walk.

I have to cleanse myself from all filthiness of the flesh and spirit until both are in accord with the nature of God.  Is the mind of my spirit in perfect agreement with the life of the Son of God in me, or am I insubordinate in intellect?  Am I forming the mind of Christ, who never spoke from His right to Himself, but maintained an inner watchfulness whereby He continually submitted His spirit to His Father?  I have the responsibility of keeping my spirit in agreement with His spirit, and by degrees Jesus lifts me up to where He lived – in perfect consecration to His Father’s will, paying no attention to any other thing.  Am I perfecting this type of holiness in the fear of God?  Is God getting His way with me and are other people beginning to see God in my life more and more?

Be serious with God and leave the rest gaily alone. Put God first literally.