Thursday 10 August 2023
Recalling a vision and a dream from last night:
Vision: When I lay down and closed my eyes into sleep, there were immediately snakes, coming towards me, coming at me. Large and mottled, brown and green, there were two right in front of me, and I could make out many others beneath them. I forced myself to wake, to open my eyes. “Jesus,” I whispered, “Jesus I am yours.”
The vision was continuing even with my eyes open in the dark. I could see the massive, scaly skin moving and coiling, brown and patterned.
“You get away,” I prayed quietly, “Get away from me. I say the name of Jesus, and I’ll say it until you are gone. Jesus, King of Glory, light this up.”
When I prayed the word ‘light’, several things happened immediately: (1) I closed my eyes and it actually became brighter; (2) I saw again the head of a large snake, tongue flickering, coming at me, and (3) Something protecting me swung a sword and cut the head off the nearest snake. It vanished, and the others began to turn and run, but not before I could make out the sword slicing the head off another one nearest one to me.
There was total silence; the vision closed to complete darkness, and I was swept into sleep saying “Thank you Jesus …”
Dream: I was in a city or small town, with dark and dirty streets. I could feel danger all around. I was dressed in working clothes and looked like everyone else I saw. Yet as I walked past an alleyway, I could see in the dim light 4 or 5 men staring at me, radiating badness. Something smelled bad as I walked past. I heard them saying “There goes one of them now! Let’s get him!”
Fear coursed through me as I tried to walk faster, looking around for other people who might help, but everyone else seemed to have scattered. I glanced over my shoulder and saw them coming after me, all carrying long, stout wooden sticks. I knew, from what had happened to others, that they were going to beat me into unconsciousness and leave me for dead. I knew when they said I was ‘one of them’ they had marked me as a Christian, and I knew they were full of bloody hatred for Christians and Jews alike.
I started to run, could feel the dirty air burning my throat, and I could hear them running after me, laughing. The road ahead sloped upward, it was a little hill, and the running became harder. As I felt my strength going, I called out loud “Lord, save me!”
At that moment, a wave of large, green melons came rolling over the crest of the hill, sweeping past me. I ran through the wave of melons; they rolled past my legs like green water. But the wave struck my pursuers with full force! I heard them scream and cry out as they were knocked down and washed away.
I stopped running, stood at the crest of the hill panting and saying “Thank you, Jesus! Thank you, Jesus!”