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Hi all. I "stumbled" on this forum looking up a dream a friend had, this is apart from the one I am telling you about. Here is my back story: Within the last year, I have started a blog, my calling. I've always been a Christian, but last year something ignited inside of me and changed my life as I started actually living for God. I've experienced a lot of attacks from the enemy and these past two weeks have been tough. The attacks started in January - which was the ending of a friendship with the person I thought was my best friend. I truly believe soul ties were broken and maybe something has been "released" against me and she is maybe word cursing me.
Here is my first dream:
It was my birthday and there was a party, I was riding in her car to the neighborhood pool house where the event was taking place. As we approached, she became raged with anger, I could feel it in my dream. She said strong words of hate toward me, she looked vicious and angry. She almost killed us and destroyed the grass on the side of the street and broke the fence. I got out of the car and remember telling my husband, she tried to kill me and she was crazy. I woke up and could still feel the anger.
I prayed to break any word curses and ties.
Two months later I find out that she was telling a mutual friend I was not trustworthy and other things. I sent her a message asking for forgiveness for causing her to feel that way as I felt I upheld our friendship with the highest loyalty and did not tell anything to anyone that was said in private and confidence. That night (before I received her response). I dreamed this:
So, I dreamed I was at school but my husband was in there too and we were in law school and we had one kid. We were trying to work out our problems but I couldn’t hold off any longer and filed for divorce that morning. Our friends were upset and were saying how upset Doug was going to be. Anyway, I left for the day and this African man stopped me. He asked if I experienced death in threes yet? I was hysterical and begging him to tell me how he knew. Because he said something that I was experiencing, something he should not have known. He asked if I noticed mosaic glass breaking around me? If so, my time was ending to stop whatever it was. He said there is something attached to me and it needed to be removed and it was coming from a book I had at home. He said the title and it was one that I had from when I was discovering new age. I disposed of it a long time ago and have since repented of those sins. It was a book I purchased after my dad died 11 years ago to try and cope.
I've prayed for guidance and more clarity from God.
The next night I dreamed that I received a phone call from my frantic sister that woke me from my sleep - she was saying that I was either possessed, oppressed by a demon and it was the same one that had my name. She said the name, but I can't even remember it but there was a connection with a song - a popular rock song - if I heard the tune I would probably remember. I remember immediately stopping her and praying to God, rebuking the spirit in Jesus' name and pleading the blood. It felt as though I was on my last lifeline trying to do this - almost suffocating in my dream. Then I woke up.
I have since been in prayer, reading and meditating and thinking about God. Asking Him to search and know me. When I'm not, I feel an immense feeling of suffocation and depression. It was so bad that I wanted to quit my blog and run away to not feel this way. Depression is something I battled years ago with the death of my dad and it's something I've been able to overcome with God's help but this is something else, something different. Something that is pure evil. I'm trying to figure out the connection with this girl and me. This is something that I feel isn't shaking or releasing anytime soon. I'm trying to figure out what is going on and what in the world is happening to me.
Thanks for all of your input and advice!
Hannah
Here is my first dream:
It was my birthday and there was a party, I was riding in her car to the neighborhood pool house where the event was taking place. As we approached, she became raged with anger, I could feel it in my dream. She said strong words of hate toward me, she looked vicious and angry. She almost killed us and destroyed the grass on the side of the street and broke the fence. I got out of the car and remember telling my husband, she tried to kill me and she was crazy. I woke up and could still feel the anger.
I prayed to break any word curses and ties.
Two months later I find out that she was telling a mutual friend I was not trustworthy and other things. I sent her a message asking for forgiveness for causing her to feel that way as I felt I upheld our friendship with the highest loyalty and did not tell anything to anyone that was said in private and confidence. That night (before I received her response). I dreamed this:
So, I dreamed I was at school but my husband was in there too and we were in law school and we had one kid. We were trying to work out our problems but I couldn’t hold off any longer and filed for divorce that morning. Our friends were upset and were saying how upset Doug was going to be. Anyway, I left for the day and this African man stopped me. He asked if I experienced death in threes yet? I was hysterical and begging him to tell me how he knew. Because he said something that I was experiencing, something he should not have known. He asked if I noticed mosaic glass breaking around me? If so, my time was ending to stop whatever it was. He said there is something attached to me and it needed to be removed and it was coming from a book I had at home. He said the title and it was one that I had from when I was discovering new age. I disposed of it a long time ago and have since repented of those sins. It was a book I purchased after my dad died 11 years ago to try and cope.
I've prayed for guidance and more clarity from God.
The next night I dreamed that I received a phone call from my frantic sister that woke me from my sleep - she was saying that I was either possessed, oppressed by a demon and it was the same one that had my name. She said the name, but I can't even remember it but there was a connection with a song - a popular rock song - if I heard the tune I would probably remember. I remember immediately stopping her and praying to God, rebuking the spirit in Jesus' name and pleading the blood. It felt as though I was on my last lifeline trying to do this - almost suffocating in my dream. Then I woke up.
I have since been in prayer, reading and meditating and thinking about God. Asking Him to search and know me. When I'm not, I feel an immense feeling of suffocation and depression. It was so bad that I wanted to quit my blog and run away to not feel this way. Depression is something I battled years ago with the death of my dad and it's something I've been able to overcome with God's help but this is something else, something different. Something that is pure evil. I'm trying to figure out the connection with this girl and me. This is something that I feel isn't shaking or releasing anytime soon. I'm trying to figure out what is going on and what in the world is happening to me.
Thanks for all of your input and advice!
Hannah