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Praise our God who still heals and performs miracles!!!!

Praise & Glory to our living God! He is the Great Physician! Right before New Year's Eve a family member Nadia mother of three was diagnosed with stage two metastatic breast cancer. Fairly large tumor in her breast with lymph node involvement. I began praying incoming the Lord Jesus rebuking the cancer. I asked my on line worship family to pray for her also. Metastatic cancer is very aggressive but our God is greater! She went to Sloan Kettering had batteries of tests & they decided on her treatment. She would go to Sloan in NYC for surgery to remove the breast the affected lymph nodes. They tried chemo but she was allergic to the drug so after 2 treatments they had to stop. She went to Sloan for mapping...the doctors inject the to see the size of the tumor & what lymph nodes need to be removed. The tumor in her breast had shrunk to the size of a walnut but what amazed the doctors her lymph nodes were HEALTHY CLEAR no trace of the cancer. And her BONE MARROW WAS CLEAR! Nadia did go ahead & have the breast removed & she did so well they sent her home the day after surgery! She was told she would need no radiation no drugs! Her follow-up visits all good. Her last checkup in July the doctors said she was CANCER FREE! We are praising God & having a family celebration in August! Jesus is the same yesterday today & forever! He heals today!

The Lord Provided the ‘Ram’

Gen. 23:13

“Then Abraham looked up and saw a ram caught by its horns in a thicket. So he took the ram and sacrificed it as a burnt offering in place of his son.”

My son survived nine days without food and water in the wilderness. We knew he went to Las Padres National forrest in southern California to isolate himself as he felt he was being obedient to God. He went several times in the recent past to fast. These episodes lasted about 3-4 days per occurrence. He felt God was leading him through many signs he was getting…

I knew this time would be different. This time he wouldn't come back without really testing the Lord, or in his mind, being tested by the Lord…and to die trying if need be. The forest is over 3000 square miles. Finding him might be akin to searching a dozen haystacks to find that one small needle…I was given a couple of screen shots-of two previous known locations he had visited.

Too many days went by without hearing from him. No amount of logic, biblical insight, or even showing the consternation this would cause his family would change his mind…He had to find out if God would save him…He felt that God would resurrect him when he died if He (God), found him worthy…

It was time for me to find him and bring him back. I wasn’t considering the enormity of the task. I was in no hurry or felt panic, but knew it was time to go. It would be a daunting task for anyone to find him, even if given several weeks. I felt I could only last a couple of days straining my body because of my medical conditions. I was actually more concerned that he would reject going back with me and concerned of invading his privacy, since I knew he took great pains in isolating himself. Somehow, I felt great confidence that I would find him despite the odds. All I could do was try…and God would lead me to him if that was His will.

On 7-5-19, I got a reasonably late start departing from San Pedro California to go to the Las Padres National Forrest near Santa Barbara. I took with me an empty cooler with a few (almost) rotten peaches and a few nice juicy large apples…not a whole lot of preparation for a multi-day excursion…I did bring a sleeping bag, cot, and inflatable mat. I was hoping to get some food at a grocery store right before entering the road up the mountains. My plan was to find the Ranger Station in Santa Barbara which could provide me with maps of the area and any possible road closure notifications…and maybe any leads to my snap shot photos. But because of the intense traffic on FWY 101, it was now past 2:30 pm. The Station seemed to be at the City Hall location mid-town Santa Barbara. After driving around the block a couple of times, I couldn't find one parking spot. Since I have issues walking, I didn’t want to wear myself out. I decided to bail on the map idea and trust in the Lord with “a wing and a prayer”.

When I was younger, I trained in pilotage skills while learning to fly. This consisted of map reading-topographical identifications relative to positions in the air. I was pretty sure I knew where he had been days and weeks prior by analyzing the two snap shots that I had obtained. My objective was to find these two locations and start my search from there.

Since there didn't seem to be a prominent grocery store before traversing the road up, and it was already around 2:45pm, I decided to skip the store and start my trek in search of my son hoping to find him still alive, somewhere… I figured I could do without a few meals if my son was starving himself.

It was at least another 1/2 hour to get to the first check point. In short order, I passed a lookout point I believed he went to when checking his messages days before. I passed a shooting range and a very bad road, not even fit for transport with my Jeep. I went to the next spot a few miles away where he had been a few weeks prior. This was an intersection that had many cross roads. I chose the road to the right. It lead down a nice road. I passed a Tavern which looked relatively busy. There were many cars parked along the road there, but not my son's.

Within minutes of the rest stop (Tavern), and a little more than an hour in, I saw a car driving by which resembled my son’s car. It stopped in the street when it passed me by. I thought, “did I find him so quickly.” I started to back up slowly to get closer to the car. I wanted to see who was driving. The car stayed mid-road as if he had spotted me as well. I thought this might be it… Then a passenger waved out the window and a motorcycle came around the corner as part of their ‘duet convoy’. The driver had been waiting for the motorcycle to round the corner. What a strange coincidence I thought to myself?! Either God must be preparing me for my encounter with my son by testing my initial reactions. Or, God is allowing me to refine my reactions for when I do see him. Realistically speaking, this could be the precursor of many false alarms of diminishing hopes indicative of never seeing him alive again. However, this was not the first time God had prepared me in advance for something big. I felt I was getting warmer…

Then, down the curvy road a few minutes further, I came across San Marcos Christian Camp. A sign said, “Do not to enter without an appointment”. I decided to break that rule in haste and make a quick spin around looking for my son’s car. I was temped to speak with someone there, but decided to leave.

I drove down another couple of minutes and came across a car buried in a mini cul-de-sac beside the road. It certainly looked like his car. I parked my jeep down the street not to startle whoever was there. I was trying to think of a good, non-threatening line to give my son, had it been him. I walked up to the bushes and waded through the thorny weeds where the car was nestled around the corner. The car was parked out of sight from upcoming traffic and nearly camouflaged with the rare traffic going down hill. The windows were partly down and trash was everywhere. I knew I was going to startle someone…I was expecting to see my son…

In less than 2 hours from when I started driving up the Las Padres mountains, I saw my son’s living face!!

I didn’t want to freak him out. So, before he could turn around completely and recognize me, I said to him softly in a joking manner, “Hey…Guess who?” He was dumb founded seeing me... to say the least!! He looked intensely shocked and immediately asked if I had followed him up there to his hide out. I told him, “No, I walked from San Pedro in these beach walkers…just kidding,” I laughed. ( I hadn’t even found the time to put on my hiking shoes, and the thought seemed irrelevant at this point)

He began to burst out crying with barely any tears, as he was incapable of producing any. He actually stopped sweating four days prior according to him, due to his extreme dehydration. He looked like a dying holocaust survivor. He had no shirt on. His bones of his fragile body were exposed. He weeped with joy and disbelief. I gave him a hug.

I brought him a water knowing that even though he was happy to see me, he was still dying for lack of water… Astonishingly, he still wasn’t sure if this was his sign from God to accept the water… he wasn’t sure if God wanted him to live. I said, “if you don’t drink, then I won’t either. It’s up to you to see the miracle of what God has just done…allowing me to find you in this huge forest in such a short time. Your mother has been on her knees crying and praying for God to bring you back alive.”

Bible verses that I had sent him while he was gone perfectly matched the good signs he was getting. I took pictures of some passages from my bible which contained pink hearts drawn into the verses. I drew them on my bible where ever the word love was... from my online training course through Precepts Ministries (which I took years ago). John 16:9-17 Strangely, near his car tires lay cut-outs of pink hearts. He saw this as a sign that this passage was from God! And the God of the universe was showing him love, not death...

He also indicated to me he was temped to go to that Christian Camp up the street, or secretly hoping to be spotted by someone there to save him from his misery.

At the end, my son survived his homemade holocaust. He indeed looked like a holocaust survivor. He hadn’t eaten or drank since last time I seen him…9 days prior!!! Because of the lack of water in his system, his bowels also shut down. He could barely stand. His eyes were sunken in. He complained of hearing loss. He was emaciated almost beyond recognition…I had to be very gentle in hugging him since he seemed so fragile. The bones of his body were outlined, as if each bone were singled out and showing the intricate design to the human body.

He indicated to me he was getting sleepy at the time I found him, believing he had no more than a few hours left to live. I noticed the time was 4:11p.m. when I spotted him. By nightfall, it would have been impossible to search for him. From his condition, I don’t see how he could have survived another cold night without covers or using a sleeping bag (which he opted to go without to quicken his death).

That day, God provided a ‘Ram’ (in my son’s case, a Jeep Cherokee) driving up in the thickets…The test for him (hopefully) is over. I don't know if this is what happened, but we know from the Bible that God sometimes allows the devil to "sift" and test "us." God knows now without a doubt he was willing to give up his life to be obedient to God (in his own way). Hopefully, he will live for God and fulfill God’s purposes in his life, ‘In This World’…

2 Samuel 14:12-14

“Please allow me to ask one more thing of my lord the king,” she said.

“ Go ahead and speak, “ he responded.

She replied, “Why don’t you do as much for the people of God as you have promised to do for me? You have convicted yourself in making this decision, because you have refused to bring home your own banished son. All of us must die eventually. Our lives are like water spilled out on the ground, which cannot be gathered up again. But God does not just sweep life away; instead he devises ways to bring us back when we have been separated from him.”

Father’s Funeral

On, Oct. 2, 2018, I had a dream of suddenly, without warning, being at my mother’s place in preparation for my father’s funeral. My mother opened my father’s Chester drawer and had me try on his old pants to use for the funeral. I put a pair of older red pants on over my pants. It happened to fit very well.

Scene two:

It was a bright sunny day. There were two isles with several rows of chairs of people sitting in them outside. It was surprising to see so many people attending this funeral. It was a bright, sunny day…not too hot or cold. It felt like a spring day. This took place in Palm Springs, California. So the timing, in my estimation, was closer to the beginning of spring.

I ran down the aisle to the front, wanting to find my pants to wear for the funeral. I didn’t care what the people thought. This, of course, didn’t make a lot of sense after waking up. My uncle John stood up from the aisle and gave me a big hug. He had tears running down his cheeks. He looked thinner than usual.

There was a little boy dressed in white walking around…

End of dream

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On April 6, 2019,

My father passed away suddenly while being in the emergency room for two days for severe back pain. No one expected this to happen…Everyone described it as sudden and unexpected. I suspect all the medications he was getting for the back pain threw his already-delicate and compromised systems off balance.

I drove down to Palm Springs that day. Within days, my sister had me trying on my father’s cloths. But, I bought my own cloths for the funeral, not wanting to have issues later (from the dream that was playing out before my eyes).

I heard that my uncle John was coming down from up north. I was expecting to hear this news (from dream). He said that he wanted to do the eulogy. That made so much sense because in the dream, he was the only person at the funeral who stood out to me, and whom I remembered being there.

Now, my sister set me up to read scripture during the ceremony. I did not want to do this. I selected a couple of passages for my boys to read. Right before the ceremony, I hastily went up front through the aisle ( as in the dream), met with the coordinating priest, and had my name removed to speak. There was no point for me to speak anyway since the scriptures were combined into two readings, one for each of my sons. In the dream, I wanted to find my pants. In real life, I wanted to be myself, not what other’s wanted me to be. I wanted to “put on my own personality”.

The senior priest had stated that there was a very large turn out for an older man. My father knew people from around the world, so I believe many more were present at heart…

I happened to stay with him for several weeks right before his passing. I tried to give him more comfort and show him more affection as a result of the dream. But I still had a hard time reiterating the gospel, as he was a catholic all his life. I did urge him to pray and seek God more…But now I am plagued with the thought, “did I do enough…did he make it there?…

Luke 12:48 “When someone has been given much, much will be required in return; and when someone who has been entrusted with much, even more will be required”.

Lesson:

…Don't let go a wasted opportunity to share your faith; I certainly could have done much better…

I did not speak of this dream with any family members, not wanting to disturb anyone. I did not want to speak it out into the airways either…However, I did mention it to a few close friends and recorded this dream in my journal.

He will be sorely missed...I hope I see him again in heaven.

I would appreciate prayers...

I was born again Monday, June 18, 2001, after sobbing uncontrollably for 3 hours, on my cross, in front of 3 of my cousins, as I faced prison time. Later that evening God showed ME a teeny tiny little bittle smidgen of HIS unfathomable, unknowable, awesome, unconstrainable, never ending, true MIGHTY POWER! The Holy Spirit was moving like a Mighty Rushing Wind in me, and David Letterman was on in the background, as I was talking to Abba Father in my mind and pleading to hide in a cave like Elijah. David says "You don't have to hide in a cave." . So I asked Abba Father for 99 years probation, and David says "Three strikes and your out." BOTH of these occurred right after I asked God. That show is TAPED!!! Time is of no essence to God, for He is in the PAST, PRESENT, & FUTURE ALL at the same TIME!!! OUR GOD IS AWESOME AND MIGHTY AND NOTHING SHALL STAND IN HIS WAY!!! At the end of the show, the guest Latino male singer asked David "Don't you believe in God, Dave?". A true MIRACLE of GOD, yet just a teeny weeny little bittle smidgen showing of what HE CAN AND WILL DO FOR HIS CHILD WHEN NEEDED!!! AMEN AND AMEN!!! ALL GLORY, HONOR, POWER, AND MIGHT BE ONTO THE ONE AND ONLY TRUE GOD YHWH!!!!!!!

Please pray for my FAMILY and FRIENDS for salvation and for ME to come back to the NARROW WAY and to hear and walk with Jesus Christ and the Holy Spirit and be transformed into the pure and spotless Bride of Christ worthy of the Supper of the Lamb and eternal life. Thank you Brothers and Sisters.

What a wonderful reassurance that we don’t need to be afraid of our destiny when we are in Christ, I’m sure your family is so glad your work here wasn’t finished! But what an experience!!!

I had knee surgery the Thursday before Christmas, and something went wrong. I was overdosed with painkillers and they couldn’t get me to wake up. I wasn’t breathing and my heart rate was dangerously slow. I just remember being completely at peace and then hearing lots of people shouting at me to breathe. I thank the Lord that He chose to spare my poor husband and family and am trusting that He still has plans for me here.

God’s GRACE is so amazing! It’s indescribable. There are no words that I can find to articulate God’s grace adequately. There is no way possible that I can do the subject of grace any justice. All I know is that it can and will take you through any difficult situation. Just ask the Apostle Paul. Three times, he asked Jesus to remove the thorn from his side, and Jesus response was – My Grace Is Sufficient. So few, but such profound words!! Some speculate that this thorn in his flesh may have been malaria or epilepsy. No one can say for sure. However, it is believed to have been a physical affliction.

Concerning this I pleaded with the Lord three times that it might leave me; But He said to me, my grace (My favor and loving-kindness and mercy) is enough for But He said to me, my grace (My favor and loving-kindness and mercy) is enough for you (sufficient against any danger and enables you to bear the trouble (manfully); for my strength and power are made perfect (fulfilled and completed) and show themselves most effective in (your) weakness. Therefore, I will all the more gladly glory in my weaknesses and infirmities, that the strength and power of Christ (the Messiah) may rest (yes, may pitch a tent over and dwell) upon me. So, I am well pleased with weaknesses, with insults, with distresses, with persecutions, and with difficulties, for the sake of Christ; for when I am weak [in human strength], then I am strong [truly able, truly powerful, truly drawing from God’s strength]. 2 Corinthians 12: 8-10 AMP

I personally had an encounter with His Grace and found it to be truly incredible! I remember when my family and I found ourselves unexpectedly homeless and out on the streets with nowhere to go after relocating to California from Michigan. I went there to pursue my dream of going into the entertainment industry. I had gotten to a point where I was tired and worn out - body, soul, mind, and spirit. I was ashamed, humiliated, burnt-out and utterly exhausted from going from motel to hotel, sleeping and sometimes living out of our truck, calling Church after Church, organization after organization and family members for help. Plus, I was going through a serious health challenge. This had to be one of the most challenging seasons of my life. Although I was drained spiritually, mentally, physically, psychologically and emotionally, I knew things could be worse. I knew that someone else was going through something far worse than what we were going through. I’m not one to complain, but I tell you the truth - this fiasco had taken a toll on us. I desperately needed to hear from God! I needed direction. I needed answers! I needed to know if we should pack up and go back home to Detroit or remain in California. So, I went to God and humbly said to Him "I really need to hear from you.” And to my surprise, The Lord simply and quietly whispered in my ear – “MY GRACE IS SUFFICIENT." I thought to myself – You got to be kidding me. This was not the answer I wanted to hear – definitely the wrong answer. I didn’t want to disrespect or dishonor my heavenly Father, but again I humbly said to Him, Is that it Lord? You mean that’s all you have to say? I thought – Come on Lord, I know you can do anything. All you have to do is speak a word, and this can all be over and done with immediately. You are a miracle-working God! I’ve read and studied your word. I know you are a God of miracles, signs, and wonders! You are the God that brought the children of Israel across the Red Sea by dry land and gave them miracle-food to eat. You gave them water from the rock to drink. You are the God who heals the sick, open blind eyes, deaf ears and raises the dead. So, I knew He could certainly provide us with a home! I knew God was more than able to deliver us instantly and bring us out of this terribly uncomfortable situation if He wanted to. Well, after we fasted and prayed, within 2-3 weeks the Lord did provide us with a beautiful place to live, in a beautiful neighborhood - rent-free for 9 years which totaled over $100,000 and so much more! God gave us our recompense indeed! For our shame, He gave us back double just as He promised in Isaiah 61:7 - Instead of your shame you will have a double portion, And instead of humiliation they will shout for joy over their portion. He gave us beauty for ashes, joy for mourning and praise for heaviness (Isaiah 61:3)!! Our God is soooo FAITHFUL!! Although there are times when He will instantly deliver us, there are other times when we just have to weather the storm. He’s not always going to bring us out of our problems right away.

God is indeed a God of Restoration 

He promised to restore the years that the locust has eaten (Joel 2:25)!

Seeing the lack of compassion, empathy, concern, and help that was available for the homeless was more than I could handle, but see that’s where God’s supernatural great grace came in. Little did I know at the time just how sufficient His Grace really is! As I later reflected upon that situation, I could genuinely say without a shadow of a doubt that His Grace is supremely sufficient! God's great grace is no joke and not to be taken lightly! When I became physically ill and extremely weak in my body and thought I couldn’t make it another day; His grace upheld me, sustained me, strengthened me, saved me and kept me from falling! His GRACE wouldn’t let me give up and throw in the towel. His GRACE kept me from losing my mind. O I thank the LORD for His supernatural, awesome and amazing GREAT GRACE! His GRACE kept the adversary from destroying me and taking me out of here. His GRACE held my marriage together! His GRACE didn’t allow my heart to become bitter or hard. I must admit that my heart was wounded and hurt for a while, but He healed my wounds. Lord, I give you praise, honor and glory! To Him, I will forever remain grateful and loyal!

And with great strength and ability and power the apostles delivered their testimony to the resurrection of the Lord Jesus and great grace (loving-kindness and favor and goodwill) rested richly upon them all. Acts 4:33

Through this wilderness season, although we were turned away by many (there are some

things that it still hurts to talk about), God had a few good men and women available to help

us and who earnestly showed us the love of Christ. We will never forget them! He surely

had a ram in the bush. When we initially became homeless, I remember one day I went into a beauty salon for some information and met a lady who invited us to visit her brother's church

in Orange County. One day we decided to visit, and during praise and worship, the pastor

said, the Lord said there is someone here who is going through a difficult time and need help.

If that is you raise your hand. I knew he was talking about me, but I felt ashamed and

embarrassed and didn’t raise my hand immediately. I lifted my hand to praise the Lord,

and the pastor said is that you and I said yes. I thank the Lord Jesus that He didn’t allow my

shame to get in the way of my blessing! The Lord blew my mind that day. I thank God for

this Pastor's obedience! He told his people to bring up baskets and asked this small

congregation to help us financially. I couldn’t believe this was happening to me. To see the

people including the children going up putting money in the baskets messed me up (in a good

way). Some of the little ones were putting change in there. Oh, my heart was touched and

so full of joy. If I never experience seeing the compassion of God again, I must say I saw the

genuine love of Christ that day, and I will always remember this selfless act of kindness. This

small congregation raised about $600 that day and presented it to me. All I could do is weep!

Once, my family and I were sitting in a restaurant with little money to buy food. I started

talking to a young lady and told her about our situation, and she paid for our food. She then

put me in touch with a wonderful pastor and his wife who let us come and stay with them for

about 2 weeks. Even though my family kept telling us to come back home, the Lord was

leading us to hold on just a little while longer and to ride out the storm. On another occasion,

I felt the Lord was telling me to visit a church in Hollywood and I obeyed. By faith, I waited at

the door after the service watching and looking for someone who would discern that we were

in need of help. Everyone was almost gone, so I told the Lord I know you sent me here. Now,

who are you going to use to bless us with money to get a hotel room? We had driven a long

way from the Inland Empire and had just a little gas in our truck. I then saw a pleasant lady

walk by and felt led to go to her and tell her about our situation. She immediately sprang into

action. She took me to the Pastor and his wife and told them about our situation. They

prayed for me, and that was it. Although I appreciated the prayer, it would have been nice

for them to offer us some assistance. The lady then gave me $40 and took me to meet

another lady who wrote us a check for $100. Glory to God! This dear lady then prayed with

us and gave me her number. She stayed in contact and even offered us a room in her home

until we found a place which we accepted her offer.

But whoever has this world’s goods, and sees his brother in need, and shuts up his heart from him, how does the love of God abide in him? 1 John 3:17

I know there is this stigma and sometimes negative views of the homeless by many, but unexpected hardship and situations can arise in one’s life just like in our case. Yes, there are people who are lazy and who will attempt to use or abuse one’s kindness. However, we lost our jobs. This had never happened before. Mind you during this time, we were getting unemployment checks, and my husband was working temporary jobs at Labor Ready, but we were still struggling. You never know what predicament you may one day find yourself

in.

God loves the poor and needy, although we help and bless His people because He said to

do so. There are many blessings that He promises to us when we do so. Those that the

world call castaways are dear to the heart of God! So, let’s be sensitive to His voice and

reach out to help the poor when we can! I want to urge the body of Christ to remember

God’s people especially those of the household of faith. So then, as we have opportunity, let us do

good to everyone, and especially to those who are of the household of faith. Galatians 6:10

I don’t know why this happened to us, but I’ve learned how to lean not unto my own

understanding (Proverbs 3:5). While this experience didn’t feel good, I knew deep down in

my heart that God had a divine purpose and a plan that we were not aware of. I knew what

we went through was not in vain. Although, I considered myself to be a generous and giving

person this ordeal took my level of compassion to another level. I’ve also had to pray for a

higher level of discernment. Through our plight of homelessness, our ministry was birthed –

4 Hz Glory Outreach. We can’t help everyone but have had the privilege of helping hundreds

of homeless and underserved families. What the devil meant for evil, God meant it for our

good! Please know that no matter how great your challenge may be today; God’s grace is

more than able to take you through your tough times. I want to encourage you to hold fast

to Jesus Christ, The Author, and Finisher of your faith! May God’s supernatural GRACE rest

upon each one of you. Grace grace grace be multiplied upon you, right now. In Jesus Name!

TESTIMONY OF ONE OF THE 144,000 WITNESSES.

In the world known as Joana.

In Heaven and before God my name is "The Reflection".

Short Testimony for all who have ears to hear.

The Lord chose me to be a prophet before I was born in the flesh of the body....I was anointed being filled with the Holy Spirit in 1972 when I cried out to God to know if He was really REAL. My soul was in great distress as a result of much sin. I was 21 years old.

YahuShua appeared to me at this time in power and glory, and liquid waves of LOVE poured though my body over and over again as I sat before Him. He remained with me for 3 days and 3 nights as we conversed even as Moses "face to face". I asked Him many questions and He answered every single one.

Since that time I have always been able to hear His voice audibly and converse face to face. I changed that day, and was never the same again after this encounter. I was "born again" though I knew not those words or the meaning of them. I went to a neighbors house who was a christian and told her I met God "face to face", and she said.....OH, you are born again. lol. I was given a TRUE HUNGER FOR GOD'S WORD.

On 12/7/2010 I was walking down a secluded path and I asked Yah "why is it that I don't fit in anywhere....Your Spirit Lord, always removes me from other people and groups, unless of course they are in need of help." I was always alone with God. Then I heard The Father's voice which is much stronger, louder than YahuShua's voice which I was used to hearing.

The Father said, "You are to prophesy....You are set apart and sent out to shout My proclamations, impart My judgments, shelter My people, and gather the House of Israel. You are one of My witnesses of Rev. Chap. seven, and that is why you are set apart. I was thinking....Lord, I am a woman. He said, "I am not a respecter of persons (Galations 3:28), for I choose who I choose and you were chosen before you were in the womb, and you shall not be unchosen. I have put My Spirit in you, and because of this and your heart, your willingness to leave family, friends, jobs, houses, always seeking to put Me first, always honoring Me that I would be glorified in you and through you...devouring My Word, being led by My Spirit, listening always for My voice that you would obey me.....Because of this walk over many years wherein you matured spiritually as I taught you, and discipled you......you have been given two "mantles of authority". The first mantle is Chief Prophet of the 144,000 witnesses in Rev. chap 7. The second "mantle of authority" is Judge over My people, and over all the other judges will you reside being established as Chief Judge in Jerusalem.

Yah said to me, "as a result of being set apart unto Me alone, listening not to the teachings of men, listening only to The Holy Spirit and being taught by My Spirit alone, as it is written: First John 2:27 you are a spiritual virgin, as it speaks of being a virgin in Revelation chapter 7. That is what YahuWah (The Father) explained to me.

After many trials, tests, being moved from place to place in obedience to God always. and suffering much physical chronic pain.... The Father sent Gabriel to "seal" me for service as one of the witnesses. Many are called to be witnesses but only those who are sealed, being proved faithful to God will be sent out in His name revealing His glory in all of The Earth. As it is written: "many are called but few are chosen".

On 4/4/2013 I was lying on my bed after prayers and suddenly Gabriel literally "stamped" my whole body with power and light and the glory of God. My whole body bounced slightly off my bed because of the power. Remember how they used to melt wax onto a letter, then take a metal insignia, and stamp it into the wax to seal the letter? Well my whole body was stamped....so that is the idea of what I experienced on 4/4/2013 and Yah spoke to me that I was now sealed for service as one of the 144 of Rev. 7.

I was then told to prophesy and given His Word to trumpet to this last generation to prepare the way before Him....to make all these crooked paths straight, to call people to repentance that they would not be left for judgment which will last 7 years after the taking out (Rapture).

The rapture will last 7 days, as there will be people who suddenly wake up and call out to Him when they see others disappearing. Yah is giving everyone 7 days, and if He sees Himself in them they will be taken up and sheltered from the 7 years of wrath which follow. Those who remain after the rapture are void of His Spirit, and are not truly, fully converted being born again.

God does not take sides when He judges....He is coming to establish righteousness in the Earth. He says...."Come and stand at My right hand."

The majority of those called christian will be left behind in bewilderment because their heart was not right, they disobeyed, and because they believed and followed the teachings of the "doctrines of men" taught in the churches of men, and because without Yah's Spirit they are unable to discern what is from God, and what is from the world, and what is from men, and what is from satan.

Did not our Lord speak against the Pharisees saying that they would die in their sins?....well, the Pharisees remain today, only their clothing is different in the churches of men.

A person can know all the Scriptures, be a student of The Word and testify that they are saved, and know NOT The Lord Himself. The Rabbi's and Bible Scholars are a perfect example of the Pharisees.

It says in The Bible God will look upon the humble and contrite who have the testimony of YahuShua and keep His Commandments....Yes, all 10 of them.....striving always to love and obey Him in all things, even though they stumble. For only ONE is perfect....YahuShua.

Remember, all the nations were in Egypt because of the famine (Joseph), and it says in your Bible there was a "mixed multitude" from all the nations that left Egypt WITH the Hebrews, and they (the mixed multitude) were ALL at the mountain of the Lord. They all received the 10 Commandments and made an oath to The Holy One of Israel to keep all the Commandments written in stone.

Christians are lacking in knowledge and understanding of WHO YahuShua is. They have fashioned an idol in the churches of men calling this idol Jesus. YahuShua looks nothing like the Jesus they worship. They continually twist The Word, they are perverse in their worship, lacking understanding and knowledge, perverse in the reading of His Word, because they are not taught by The Holy Spirit who is: as it is written "THE SPIRIT OF TRUTH AND DOES NOT LIE."

I am trumpeting God's Word on Reddit and on all devices of men for all those who have ears to hear that they would repent. To the rest..... the Lord shall judge according to their deeds.

My email: followbarefoot@icloud.com

your servant of the 144 (Rev. Chap.7)of the house of Levi, called by The Father on 12/7/2020 and sealed by Gabriel on 4/4/2013 Joanna. Read Ezekiel chapter 9. Read Ezekiel chapter 33.

A Heavenly Visit…

I’m sure we all have dreamt of our deceased relatives we loved so dearly…remembering how they made an impact in our lives…

But one night while I was asleep, Light from somewhere else entered my existence…

In this dream, I was inside a quiet, unlit living room when a “door” to the “other side” cracked open, and light filled the room. I heard a voice... It was distinctly my late uncle’s deep voice…I felt Love fill the room as this sensible light infiltrated my existence. I began to weep, not knowing why…Perhaps from that palatable 'light' that heals, cleanses, and forgives…Perhaps from hearing and encountering the man who loved so greatly…

Now, the scene changed… and I was outside staring down at a huge yellow flower/plant. The flower was very large and round. The petals were large and green. I could hear my uncle speaking to me through this yellow flower/plant. I know this sounds very strange, but this is what happened…The flower was transmitting his voice from the “other side”… This was so different and unusual that how could anyone forget?

I was amazed to hear him so clearly. He called me by my nick name ( the name he always used for me) and asked me to make sure his younger son “Joey” made it to the BBQ. I thought that was an odd request. A short moment went by as I took in all the emotions and looked down at my surroundings in a knelt down position. The door to heaven seemed to close. I felt something dripping off my chin. It was wet, but felt like it had no temperature. I wiped my chin and it appeared to be yellow water dripping…

[When the sun goes down, dew can form from the warm, moist, air cooling to its saturation point]. As the warmth of the Holy Spirit left me, the evidence of His visit manifested as ‘golden dew’ condensing on my face as a token to His presence.

I was amazed, but didn’t quite understand the dream. I wrote it down and put it away. About 1 1/2 years later, the whole family got together for a ‘BBQ’, (a very rare event). I had forgotten completely about the dream, unfortunately. My uncle had three sons and one daughter. Strangely, only Joey, the youngest son, showed up with his mother to the BBQ.

I had a close relationship with the middle son. If the dream came from me, I may have dreamt that the middle son should have been called to go to the BBQ, instead. Yet, intellectually speaking, the oldest son should be in line to succeed the father. So the oldest son could have been thought to receive this message. But, wasn’t Joseph in the Bible the youngest son of many brothers who would eventually lead his entire family to be saved? For some reason, the youngest son here was chosen as well.

I finally came across this dream some time after the BBQ and felt I had an obligation to relay this dream/message to my cousin Joey. I called him and explained the dream to him. He broke down weeping…It turned out he spent much of his time helping others as his dad used to do. He and all his siblings loved his dad so much…

I believe my uncle wanted/needed to give his son the “the Baton ” with the hope of reunification in heaven some day. My thought is that Joey would be the one to bring his entire family to salvation, as Joseph did in the Bible…

Maybe I just happened to be the only one available at the time to have received this message several years after his passing/death. I was honored to do so, even though I was a little late with the task. Faith is about being a little risky at times, putting your own self aside and being obedient to God…

My aunt, whom the whole family knew her as, absolutely adored her beloved confidant and her best friend.

Uncle Joe and son Joey

My uncle Joe was an entrepreneur who owned his own tech. company in Silicon Valley. He used each family member’s first initial to form the name of the company, which was well known at the time. He may have been the first tech. co. to join with Israel in creating some of the innovative computer hardware that is now commonly used today. He was a witty, brilliant communicator, who did it all without a college degree…

There was some tears shed in writing this, but I know I will see my uncle again some day…

Luke 20:38

“He is not the God of the dead, but of the living, for to him all are alive.”

The Cat’s Meow

Wasn’t sure if I should “let the cat out of the bag”…on a lighter side of things…

Anytime I dreamt of animals in the past, these dreams were very lucid. I felt vulnerable to being attacked by them, but was never actually attacked. They seemed stoic, observant of me, and even stared almost motionlessly at me. I believe they feared me as much as I feared them. I sensed they were some type of spirit. I offensively attacked them with the Word of God, and they always kept their distance from me…

On 8-2-18, I couldn’t get to sleep. When I finally dosed off, I had a very vivid and real-like dream of a cat biting my finger. It clamped down and didn’t let go. I felt the pain of it’s teeth, but reframed from pulling my finger away. I was able to tolerate the pain, so I let it bite down on me (something I would not do in real life). It was incredibly startling and real, but wasn’t damaging to my finger. When I woke up, I wasn’t sure if it was a spiritual attack, so I rebuked it in Jesus name.

I was strangely not afraid of this little cat or really too bothered by it’s pseudo-bite. I was just startled by the surprising, unexpected, and realistic pain that I felt. In this case, it was a “touch of reality” (ahead of time…) Ironically, I was able to get better sleep afterwards.

The next day, late morning 8-3, I heard a cat meowing right outside my kitchen window. (This never happened at this address before). It sounded distressed. I went outside and called out to it. A small, pretty, energetic cat came out of the bushes. It didn’t have a neck collar. I took it in to feed it, when at that exact moment, a neighbor came to my door with cat food to give me. It was like a “god sent”. The cat showed a very loving demeanor and was ecstatic finding a new friend. She jumped around with joy. I left the door open in case it wanted to leave. It seemed to want to stay.

Just the other day I was missing not having a cat around. I contemplated getting one at a shelter, but decided not to because I knew I may be moving soon, and I didn’t know if I would be able to keep it.

Interpretation:

Real life-like dreams can have some basis of reality…This cat in my dream was not afraid to approach me; it was not an evil spirit, it was purely a cat. Part of me discerned this and let it clamp down on me. I believe it was trying to get my attention and wanted to be taken care of. (If human spirits can show up in our dreams, then I suppose animal spirits can as well. (Please correct me if I am wrong)

Update: 8-16-18, I just found out the owner had moved out several days ago and “left me with the cat” and some of her belongings. However, I have been letting the cat go outside, and I believe someone else took her. I suppose my resolve of wanting a cat wasn’t strong enough or I would not have let her out so much… God is constantly testing us…wanting us to see our own heart and desires. Since writing this, I felt a little bummed out losing the cat. Maybe I should have watched her a little closer. I have a feeling these are little lessons that God wants to teach us…

Lesson:

God sometimes trains us in “the little things”, which become a teaching moment that can influence us to act in His will, receive His blessings, and grow in His faith. Sometimes small tests come right before larger ones. We may be blind-sided and ill-prepared by the larger tests if we don’t pass the smaller ones first. Seeing, hearing, and obeying the Lord will be vital, especially for those trying times which are in the future…

I just came across this verse:

Luke 6:40

“Students are not greater than their teacher. But the student who is fully trained will become like the teacher.”

Sister Almost "Gone" 10-31-18

Whenever I dream of someone in my dreams, afterwards I ask myself, “If I was removed from that dream, would the dream still stay together or fall apart?” If it stays together, then I am an observer, not a participant in that dream, and the dream is most likely not about me. It’s about them and possibly for them.

That night I had a warning dream for my sister, that she would have major complications (after her upcoming surgery in real life) and she would probably die, ironically after she felt better. In my dream, she already had the surgery, it was behind her. She resumed above normal activity after feeling better in the dream. Then the tragedy happened. She fell to the ground motionless. Her face became white, almost gray. Her veins on her neck went black. She was dead or practically “gone”.

I started praying for her after the dream (about a week before the surgery) and formed a small prayer team of my closest friends. (One person being Scott, my accountability partner) I tried warning her and the family that she needed to take it easy AFTER the surgery. I wasn’t concerned about the surgery. In the dream, she made it through the surgery. It was After the surgery that greatly concerned me. I kept warning them…

God allowed this incident (ruptured blood clot in the sinus area) to fortunately happen while she was still in the hospital, hours before she was to go home. She was packed and ready to go. She would have bled out in minutes if this had taken place away from the hospital. My mother, who was there, and my sister both said the timing was a miracle. Without the hospitals quick response to put her back in surgery to stop the bleeding, she would have been gone. She would have become a memory...

God gives us these warnings in advance to pray about an incident, in order to avert a tragedy. God obviously didn’t want her “going” just yet…

I had a dream about two months ago i dont remember the dream with the exception of a Number i was given which was 9116 when i went on the internet to find out what the number represented i found a verse in the Bible it was Psalms 91:16 , so please share this it was regaurding Gods promise of long life i believe he meant for all of his chosen people and i believe he gave me this to share with everyone i can who believes in Christ

Hi Elizabeth my name is Cesar and I been thru sooo much , can you please pray for me and let me know if God tells you something about me

Hi Elizabeth my name is Cesar. If possible can you please pray for me

You are most welcome!!!