Friday, November 06, 2009, 5:35 a.m. – I woke to the words to this song in my mind, “Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, sweetest name I know, fills my every longing, keeps me singing as I go.”
I also woke from A DREAM: There was a man I had become friends with. He was a business acquaintance, yet I think we also did stuff together socially, such as we both loved sports, so we participated together in some type of sports.
Then, I was at the office one day. He was in a board meeting, only the meeting appeared to be in a public hall and all the people were standing around what I believed was a table, though it may not have been a table.
I was doing some laundry, but I needed to add eggs to the water in the washing machine. I looked inside the water and I saw that one egg was already in there, but I think I was supposed to put two in there. I looked off to the side of the machine and I saw a container of some kind with two eggs inside of it that were partially cracked with the egg oozing out of the shells.
Anyway, I saw this man was at this meeting. He was standing on the right (east) side of the hall. I approached him from the south. I walked up behind him and touched his hand with mine. He immediately stepped away from the meeting and walked with me in a northerly direction up the hall, and there we stopped to talk. I asked him how many eggs he had put in the washer and/or how many needed to go into the washer. I learned that I needed to add one more egg.
So, I went back to the laundry. I picked up a pile of dirty clothes in my hands and arms in order to place them in the washer, but then I realized that I had not yet added another egg, and if I added the egg after I placed the clothes in the washing machine, I would ruin the clothing.
Then, I was talking with my mom (not my real life mom). She asked me about this man. She asked me if the two of us were intimate. I told her “No, it is a business relationship.” She asked me if he was married. I told her I didn’t know. I couldn’t understand her line of questioning with regard to him. Then, I learned that my mom and this man were married. I thought, “How could my mom be married to this man and I not know? Why don’t they live together if they are married?”
Right after that, the two of them did move into a house together. I was outside the house doing some kind of outdoor sport. The house looked like a cabin. It was nothing fancy. And, my “mom” looked like Sigourney Weaver in her role in the movie Working Girl. END
Speak, Lord, for your servant is listening. I read Haggai 1:
A Call to Build the House of the LORD 1 In the second year of King Darius, on the first day of the sixth month, the word of the LORD came through the prophet Haggai to Zerubbabel son of Shealtiel, governor of Judah, and to Joshua son of Jehozadak, the high priest: 2 This is what the LORD Almighty says: "These people say, 'The time has not yet come for the LORD's house to be built.' "
3 Then the word of the LORD came through the prophet Haggai: 4 "Is it a time for you yourselves to be living in your paneled houses, while this house remains a ruin?"
5 Now this is what the LORD Almighty says: "Give careful thought to your ways. 6 You have planted much, but have harvested little. You eat, but never have enough. You drink, but never have your fill. You put on clothes, but are not warm. You earn wages, only to put them in a purse with holes in it."
7 This is what the LORD Almighty says: "Give careful thought to your ways. 8 Go up into the mountains and bring down timber and build the house, so that I may take pleasure in it and be honored," says the LORD. 9 "You expected much, but see, it turned out to be little. What you brought home, I blew away. Why?" declares the LORD Almighty. "Because of my house, which remains a ruin, while each of you is busy with his own house. 10 Therefore, because of you the heavens have withheld their dew and the earth its crops. 11 I called for a drought on the fields and the mountains, on the grain, the new wine, the oil and whatever the ground produces, on men and cattle, and on the labor of your hands."
12 Then Zerubbabel son of Shealtiel, Joshua son of Jehozadak, the high priest, and the whole remnant of the people obeyed the voice of the LORD their God and the message of the prophet Haggai, because the LORD their God had sent him. And the people feared the LORD.
13 Then Haggai, the LORD's messenger, gave this message of the LORD to the people: "I am with you," declares the LORD. 14 So the LORD stirred up the spirit of Zerubbabel son of Shealtiel, governor of Judah, and the spirit of Joshua son of Jehozadak, the high priest, and the spirit of the whole remnant of the people. They came and began to work on the house of the LORD Almighty, their God, 15 on the twenty-fourth day of the sixth month in the second year of King Darius.
My Understanding: As I read this passage of scripture, what jumped out at me was verse 9. I believe this dream is about men building earthly kingdoms while God’s house remains a ruin. Dear Lord, I pray you will grant your servant further understanding of this dream. In Jesus’ name I pray, amen.
I read today’s news, asking God for wisdom and understanding. This story was today’s headline news:
This soldier is stationed at Fort Hood, TX. He is accused of being the shooter in this story. Supposedly he was upset about being deployed to Iraq. I believe the Lord is showing me another story. I believe the Lord is showing me a planned hit by our government directed towards those “cracked eggs” among them. An “egg” is another term for a person; a human being. Cracked means broken; fractured; crazed; crazy; loopy; nuts; and/or insane (Encarta). So, the military decided that there were some “cracked eggs” among them that needed to go into the “washing machine.” A machine is a mechanism; engine; organization; system; structure and/or procedure. The shooter is a psychiatrist, so he counseled “cracked eggs” all the time. He is also Muslim. Washing means cleaning. A person who cleans up “messes” in mob-like organizations are termed “cleaners” who clean up (to kill) its internal “messes.”
Apparently I am representing this “cleaner” in this scenario as I am the one putting the “eggs” into the “washing machine.” And, I believe Obama is the man that I tap his hand and with whom I have a business relationship. My “mom” would be the Muslim faith and Obama would be married to the Muslim faith, evidently. And, another possibility (could be both) is that Ft. Hood, TX appears to be connected with the United States Northern Command - U.S. Northern Command. This is really significant. This covers Canada, the USA and Mexico. So, this also could be my “mom”. Yet, I appeared to be surprised that my “mom” was married to this man with whom I had a business relationship and with whom I played sports. I do know that the picture here is that we are already the North American Union and most people in the USA don’t even realize it and that we have our own military which is this Northern Command. I don’t know if this “shooter” is the man they are accusing or if he is a patsy and a hired hit man (a cleaner) is really the shooter.
I just get the strong sense lately that the Lord has been showing me several instances of our own military killed by our own military in order to “hush” them up because they are “cracking.” There is a secret “marriage” going on with not only the USA, Canada and Mexico, but with a One World Order and it is being done behind the backs of the American people, which could be what the last two dreams have been about (Danger Lurking in the Water and The Remnant Triumphant). This certainly fits with v. 9 which speaks of man building his “own house” while the house of God lies in ruins. The Lord is saying that he will judge. He will blow it all away.
You expected much, but see, it turned out to be little. What you brought home, I blew away. Why?" declares the LORD Almighty. "Because of my house, which remains a ruin, while each of you is busy with his own house.
Then, as I was preparing to write this down, this song came to mind:
Bring Back the Glory / Wm. Gaither, Gloria Gaither & Bill George
All the laughter is gone And the sound of the song that we sang Slowly faded away Simple joys that we knew When we walked close with you, hand in hand In the cool of the day Are just memories Or are they dreams Yet we hold to the hope That the music will come back again
Bring back the Glory Won't you show us what life is for Bring back the Glory Make us open once more Bring back the music, the trust, the wonder That's just like a child who has never known pain Bring back the Glory The Glory again
Give me a cause that is grand And a reason to stand That calls for the best I can see Something worthy to live for A reason to give Everything that I ever could be O there must be more Take me Lord How I need you to give me A glimpse of eternity
You are the Glory You have shown us what life is for You are the Glory Make us like you once more You are the music the trust the wonder That's just like a child Who has never known pain You are the Glory That Brings us together again You are the Glory That brings us together again
__________________ Sue
Acts 26:16-18: Now get up and stand on your feet. I have appeared to you to appoint you as a servant and as a witness of what you have seen of me and what I will show you. I will rescue you from your own people and from the Gentiles. I am sending you to them to open their eyes and turn them from darkness to light, and from the power of Satan to God, so that they may receive forgiveness of sins and a place among those who are sanctified by faith in me.
Here’s another one. Two US troops drowned in this one. At least 25 hurt in U.S. troop search in Afghanistan – “A Taliban spokesman, Qare Yousuf, told Reuters by telephone from an undisclosed location that the two missing soldiers had drowned and the Islamist militants had recovered their bodies.” At least 25 hurt in U.S. troop search in Afghanistan | Reuters
In this dream there was one “egg” in the “washing machine” in the water and I needed to add another “egg”. And, there were two cracked eggs in something next to the washing machine. Again, I just sense so strongly that the Lord is showing me that our military is killing our own boys on purpose to hush them up because they are “cracking.” There have been too many “accidents” lately, and the Lord is strongly showing me, I believe, that these are “no accidents.” These are planned hits.
__________________ Sue
Acts 26:16-18: Now get up and stand on your feet. I have appeared to you to appoint you as a servant and as a witness of what you have seen of me and what I will show you. I will rescue you from your own people and from the Gentiles. I am sending you to them to open their eyes and turn them from darkness to light, and from the power of Satan to God, so that they may receive forgiveness of sins and a place among those who are sanctified by faith in me.
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