“My Children Have Been Trained and Prepared for Such a Time as This”

Question. I’m a believer, since I was old enough to speak and to listen. A couple of years ago I experienced interesting dreams. I was probably eleven or thirteen, I didn’t really pay much attention at the time, but I keep going over them in my head now at fourteen. The first one, to my knowledge, was of God or some being coming to me in my dream, in spirit form. I could not see him, nor really hear him, I could just feel what was happening. He told me I was to stay behind, that I would be a warrior. I don’t recall much of the dream, every time I speak of it I forget the details, but the one thing that always remains is the “staying behind” part. The next dream I had is more insignificant, but I was on the edge of my moms bed, my sister and mom in the room with me, she was folding laundry and we were just talking until all of a sudden a snake appeared from the ground, (I think the ground, but it could have been something else.) I dashed into the bathroom and somehow I found a piece of paper and threw it at the snake, cutting off it’s head. I wouldn’t call it very interesting, but it’s something that stuck with me. The next “dream” I had is one that still makes me terrified, every time I recount it, every time I think about it.

In my dream I am on the edge of a cliff, a golden, giant totem pole is sitting right at the end, far from me. I am bathed in golden light, it’s bright but I feel darkness. I am lying on the ground, when a dark figure appears and is coming towards me. I cannot express how much fear I felt, she had said nothing, revealed nothing of herself, but I knew it was female, and not a person. She resembled an old hag, which later I discovered is actually a demonic form. Anyways, later on into the dream, she reaches me and I am terrified. I can do nothing but look at her. She touches my arm and I can feel it, as if it is happening in the real world. She seems to be shocked, and though she says nothing I can feel all of her emotions, and she radiates with worry, as if she is scared of me. I to this day keep thinking about this feeling, because she doesn’t just try to touch me or whatever she was trying to do, but this feeling, it was more like, “why didn’t it work.” And don’t ask me what didn’t work, because that is something that scares me to my core. I don’t know. Later on, I struggle to wake up and once I do I cry for a couple minutes, and then hug my dad as he had woken up and was checking on me. I honestly believe a demon tried to get to me and I honestly believe I was somehow protected from whatever her plan was.

“My mercies are new every morning, great is my faithfulness.”
I love that Ali, praise God! I am so in need of His ongoing mercy and when I have been faultering in my faith walk, His faithfulness remains steadfast.
Hallelujah, we serve a Great God!!!

James;
I love that picture!
I think maybe that is me on the trike. Hoping to graduate to a two wheeler soon. Thanks for all your efforts and the strengthening and edifying folks receive from the posts on this site.

Ali;
Hello there. Great word here. My entire walk has been overshadowed by the call to preparation for the things soon to come. We must labor today, but there is a period of time coming when we will be called to tasks and responsibilities we can barely imagine now.
Blessings