He makes me to lie down in green pastures, He leads me beside the still waters. He restores my soul. He leads me in the paths of righteousness for His name sake; . – (Psalm 23:2- 3)
I continue the dreams of February 2, 2021. I had six dreams in one night and from what I can tell they’re snippets of how America will look in the future- a broken, scary, UNSAFE society still trying to cling to normalcy. To be honest there’s signs of that right now but, I don’t think we understand how bad it will get. Life is scary when government fails in its responsibilities to the people, when you can’t even get basic healthcare or police protection anymore. That’s when you know the social contract has FAILED and life reverts to the Law of the Jungle F-A-S-T. I believe God is showing me and many others these things for us to train our minds and bodies, ‘cuz it’s going to be hard as nails to maintain normal life in the years ahead of us.
This is the third dream.
I was on the move with my family members and a lot of people I don’t know. In my end time dreams I’m always with my siblings (which is great) and a ton of other people I don’t know at all, and we’re always headed someplace away from the confines of what used to pass for normal society. From what I’ve seen society is going to suffer some kind of sudden shock or tumult where like it says in Matthew 24:15- 18 we’ll have to flee to wherever we can without taking lots of stuff. Jesus did not mention that in idleness, He said it because it is a CLUE.
I tell people this all the time: In the end times YOU HAVE NO CONTROL OVER WHO YOU’LL BE WITH OR WHERE YOU’LL END UP, so just keep your eyes on God and try to be a decent human being to others and pray they’ll be decent to you.
So it was the same this time, I was leading a group of very scared people who somehow expected me to direct, protect, lead and feed all of them. All I remember is being with adults and kids of all races, I can’t describe anyone because God deliberately made their faces hazy but I know I was leading scared people who looked to me for protection. I kept seeing everyone watching the environment with big eyes as we tried to navigate our way quietly across a dilapidated mall.
The mall had lights, stores and everything else but it wasn’t operational. It looked shut down and the lighting was that depressing, jailhouse white lighting. I didn’t see broken windows in stores and there were other groups of people crossing this mall, but we were all on mega super caution as we passed through because of the undead.
Yes, the undead were present in this dream, with their nasty habit of appearing with lightning speed out of nowhere and mauling or snatching and dragging off people. The undead with their unmissable stench, you knew they were coming before they got there and yet they were so fast that they got there before you knew it. The undead with their extreme strength and raggedy normal people clothes, their savage faces with ringed dark eyes like mascara applied in big, unskilled circles and their rotted grey flesh- THEY were now part of society at whatever time period this was. I saw the people I was with were extremely obedient and did whatever I asked them as we travelled, because not one of them wanted to die by the undead or be carried off by the disease [the glowing black and gold disease].
Believe it or not there was a President making addresses on TV concerning the dangerous virus but nobody gave a HOOT what they had to say. We could care less; we were locked in a bitter personal struggle for survival and so whenever a Presidential address popped up on TVs across the mall we totally ignored it. Not a single one of us turned our heads to look at or listen to what that person had to say.
Society was in a strange state. I honestly can’t remember if it was functional or not. Hospitals were still treating people who were dying of that terrible skin blackening disease, and the government must still have existed because a President regularly came on TV to address to the nation, but… Here I was with all my siblings, traveling across the country with a whole bunch of people who were not my kin but had attached themselves to me for safety- I am not sure what stage of life this was but it’s clear life was no longer fully functional in America. It was in a stage of rapid BREAKDOWN.
That’s the end of the dream.
I know these dreams have personal elements unique to me but I also believe they are definite screenshots of a time yet to come that will affect all of us. If anyone wonders why God keeps showing me these things I think it’s to warn anyone willing to listen to make certain types of smart and long-term, ‘good fruit bearing’ decisions now. What do I mean by this?
Good-fruit decisions don’t only mean prayer and fasting. It means to adopt a lifestyle where your body is healed and healthy. A healed body may be one that’s sick now and needs you to do more than hang on a doctor’s every word for your recovery. A healed body is one that needs its owner to take responsibility and eat better, do research, stop eating poison disguised as food, and take clear STEPS that will eventually help the body to bring itself back to par. A healthy body is one that’s been through the process of healing and is now being responsibly maintained by its owner through sleep, good diet, exercise and whatever else the Bible says to do to have a long life. Why do we need this?
Well, I’ve said endless times that the undead are going to be in America. I tend to think they’ll be everywhere but I know FOR SURE they will be here. I don’t watch scary movies or anything with a “I died but thanks to the secret lab potion in my veins I’m back!” storyline, such movies are very stressful and besides, The Lord shows me all the scary stuff I can handle. I don’t know what could possibly affect millions of people in such a way that they die but are still “animated” – it’s been 10 years seeing this in dreams since 2010. I know there are theories about what could cause this undead state but for me until God tells me Himself, I’m not going to guess.
These undead are not alive and they’re rotten- I’ve seen their flesh up close. It’s grey and looks like a combination of stiff marshmallow and bread with tiny holes in it. Their bodies look spongy but they’re so strong and so fast when they’re running that it’s clear they’re not made of bread. 😟
The undead have no voice brothers and sisters. They’ve lost their power of speech and can only whine, roar and growl. They’re impossibly silent when tracking people and then suddenly, out of the blue (or should I say the black), there they are and you just want to perish with the shock of seeing something that looks like you but totally ISN’T you. They eat meat, flesh, us, people. Not rabbit. Us.
I am not joking. I am a grown and busy woman who is taking time here to share with you what the Spirit is saying to the churches and the world at large. If you already know that Satan will appear in the last days flanked by fallen angels like some kind of demonic beauty pageant, then you need to adjust and understand that the Bible also says the world will be rife with LYING WONDERS in the end times. I cannot think of a more wondrous lie than dead people coming back to life and eating others. Can you?
God is warning us to adjust mentally and prepare spiritually and physically. I can’t say what time these dreams point to but with signs of government still in existence – with electricity in malls and TV still on- it certainly doesn’t make me buy into Christianity’s early Rapture theories. Just food for thought.
God bless and I’ll continue posting the Feb 2. dreams. Let your faith rest in nobody but Jesus. ❤️