Dec. 2, 2023 As I was reading someone’s prophetic word about how God will end Church as usual, the Holy Spirit took me to a huge library than to many schools where the Spirits of immorality and I saw first myself, then other anointed believers joining me walking into each building to find the books and Command aloud for each Spirit in book, audio and video forms of perversions of every kind individually “BURN” and every copy of it anywhere. I saw books, videos and tapes burst into flames and a pile of ashes remain while many watched in horror and amazement.
As I was trying to go back to sleep after taking dogs potty early this morning, I heard myself say, “where’s your eyeball?” Then I saw a child laying under a sheet where I had just pulled it back and the child looked back at me and they were missing an eyeball that had been gouged out, then a completely covered child but when I pulled the covers off of this unmoving child, I was horrified to find that they had been skinned alive in some sort of sacrifice I assume. Then I saw that I was looking I saw the inside a tunnel or cave around me. I began crying and pleaded, no Lord, please don’t show me these things unless You are gonna let me do something about it. The. I heard the main line from the song ‘Dry Bones’. ‘We call out to dry bones, come alive!’ And I saw myself and others placing hands upon injured and maimed and healing them and crying out to the dead ‘COME ALIVE!’ And it happening. The Lord has called His remnant to ACT in His name, He gives Power and Authority for us to use in His name for us to wield and reach others, He want us to wake up and use it to reach others.
That’s wonderful. God showed you a vision of what’s to come. I’m so excited for what is coming. When the glory hits this earth it’s going to be mind shattering. I’ve had several dreams, and just a week ago I had an encounter with what I’m convinced was an Angel. He was in human form, but very powerful with his words and questions to me. My daughter at 3 saw an Angel that visited her room often and I would sit in the hall and listen to her conversation with him. She said her was tall to the ceiling with long white hair and big white wings. His name was Tommy. She was battling cancer at the time. She passed 10 months later but was smiling and looking at the corner of the room when she took her last breath. Either Jesus or Tommy took her home, or maybe it was both.
My Angel is named Sr. Vinciente, he contacts me through my neice. He said he cannot show me his face until he gets to take me home. Twice he stopped me from dangerous falls by putting me in slow motion, like in the matrix.
That is amazing. Around Christmas I always think about the Alabama song Angels Among Us.