1st Phase

Husband and I in a house and someone was making repairs…

I was making our morning tea but noticed the tap water from the faucet was slightly brown and pointed it out to my husband. When I turned the water on again it was a darker brown, but somehow, I knew the filtered water was still clean, and I could use the filtered water. Next, my husband went to the front door but left it cracked, it wasn’t properly closed, and I could tell he was not having a good day, so I asked him what was wrong because he left the back door and the front door slightly opened, and he was upset.

2nd Phase

Afterwards, to get away from that situation… I left and had something like a battery-operated sunflower in my hands, but I threw it away. However, I noticed the petals on the flower were still moving as if they were praising God, so I retrieved the sunflower, turned it off and put it back in the car. Then this Lady came with children and begin to talk to me, she wanted to know what she needed to do to get saved, so I begin to tell her she needed to give up the things of this world. And listed things in the world system like ungodly sex, television, drugs, alcohol, and anything that kept her away from allowing God to have complete control over her life.

She wanted me to go with her and so I did, and she drove me to her house. When we reached her house, she began to talk to me, and I knew she needed to tell me what was going on in her life and that she needed prayer. By that time, a Minister from a previous Church I use to attend walked up to me (Minister Bradix), and I knew he needed the same, so we proceeded into the Lady’s house.

Once, we were in her house she was trying to talk to me, but the children were making too much noise, so she sent them to another room to play…but the baby stayed.

Here’s where the dream gets strange…

As I went to pray for her the baby was directly in front of her making these demonic sounds, but I wouldn’t allow it to deter me, so I began to pray for the baby and touch the baby feet and pray…then, it was like the baby moved and I could pray for her – I called her name Juanita, while praying for her and begin to tell her to ask the Lord to carry her, and again while praying for her I told her to ask the Lord to carry her.

I woke up.