Acts 2:17-18 And it shall come to pass in the last days, saith God, I will pour out of my Spirit upon all flesh: and your sons and your daughters shall prophesy, and your young men shall see visions, and your old men shall dream dreams: And on my servants and on my handmaidens I will pour out in those days of my Spirit; and they shall prophesy.

I have dreamt dreams. My first occured around 14-17 years of age. In my dream, I was blind. All I could see was darkness. Endless darkness. I could hear people crying out to Jesus to heal them. He was there. I could feel Him. I had crawled my way through to get to him. I touched his robe and cried out to him "Lord please let me see." He placed his hands onto my face. Suddenly I lifted up my head slowly, taking in all that I could see. I saw Jesus' hands before my eyes, his robe white as snow, glowing like the sun itself. I was full of praise! After this dream, I did not see.

Until now....

Last month (october 2017) I dreamt twice. On a dark cloudy day, I was outside an abandoned church, vandalised with writings. I was in shock. There was one writing however, I stared at a very long time. It was written in red. I felt that it was something I needed to know. A message. God was trying to tell me something. But I couldn't make out the words. My second had been in a room with a woman and two others. The woman cried in fear as darkness consumed the room. I tried to open the door for us to escape. As the door swung open, there was nothing but darkness outside the room. I tried to take a step out but a force pushed me back into the room. I pushed against it with all my strength. I didn't give up. While I fought back, I heard Jesus speaking to me. "Pray." I fell to my knees and prayed. I lifted up my hand to the darkness and said "In the name of The Lord Jesus." It did not push. I did not struggle. I did not have to fight anymore. Jesus was there to fight for me. He was with me. I felt so much joy and safe in his protection. Last week, I dreamt that I was on the top floor of a tall building overlooking the sea. The sun had began to set behind the horizon. As I was looking, something began to appear out of the heavens. It was a MIGHTY hand. I saw Gods hand reach down with streaks of lightning wrapped around his hand and a ball of lightning in the palm of his hand. I was in awe at the sight of this. It was so profound. I cried with so much joy and praise in my heart and soul, I began to say "He is coming! He is here!" Oh what a feeling I had felt, I cant even describe it in any way possible.

So my dear brothers and sisters, this is my message to you all. Repent. Be prepared. For the time of Our Lord Jesus Christ and the kingdom of Our Almighty Father is here. He has shown me great things. This is my journey. 

God bless!