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For Someone: Dream/Vision

Please pardon my posting another message today.

I ran across this video of a dream/vision someone posted on youtube.

 

I am sharing it here because upon viewing it and hearing the words “astronaut” and “something hidden” in “space” I KNEW that there is someone that reads this blog that is supposed to watch it.

I am not clear on what it means…

 

Something hidden

 

 

Dream/Vision: Face to Face

In The Father’s Hands.

I went to bed early. Exhaustion had permeated my being: physically, emotionally and spiritually. I was ready to just curl up under my covers and hibernate.

Sleep arrived quickly, which didn’t happen often.

I don’t know how I got to where I was, but I distinctly remember “hovering” in the air, over a city suburb.

I recognized the area. We (someone was with me) were in Kent. Positioned near the last tennis club I’d trained at prior to stepping away from competitive tennis. This is where I had trained with the club Pro, during my last year of competition. My Father had opted to let someone else work with me during the weekdays.

Since Dad was still working and Mom was retired, if I needed to go somewhere, Mom would drop me off and pick me up.  

In this vision, I could see from afar that her car was leaving the club parking lot. I knew she and I were both inside the vehicle (even though I was looking on the scene, from above, as an observer) and we would be driving the familiar route home; heading up the long winding drive back to Federal Way from Kent.

Just as the car was hillside, I went from hovering and airborne to sitting in the front passenger seat. This is where I used to sit when Mom and I would drive together.
In this vision, she was wearing her favorite outfit. A blue jacket, white long-sleeved blouse that had a multi-colored grape print and navy blue slacks. Her eyes focused straight ahead, both hands on the wheel. I turned from looking at her to looking forward and started talking.

“I’ve missed you so much, Mom. Dad’s missed you so much. There is so much I want to share with you. So many things to say. I never got to say goodbye. I never thought you’d die. I need you so much, I have so many questions to ask. I don’t even know where to start.”

I turned my head from looking forward (or at the surroundings outside the car) back to my Mom. But Mom’s visual appearance had changed; her clothing had changed, her general appearance.

In an instant, she had – what I would call – “transfigured” (look up Matthew 17:1-9) because her appearance had gone from what I recognized on earth to something ethereal. Her presence resembled more of what we would call, “Angelic.”

Her favorite outfit was gone and it was as if she were clothed in white linen. Not the linen you and I would recognize. This was almost formless. I really couldn’t make out a definite form of earthly body. I knew it was her, but she was different. She was now perfect. She had been changed.

Without turning to look at me, Mom kept her eyes focused forward and spoke:

“Everything will be alright. It will all work out.”

[As she started to answer, something else happened. I had initially turned my head to look her direction when I asked my question. I also saw something that stunned me.

Positioned initially out of view, perched between the driver’s and passenger seat appeared a brilliant light. It was fiery in the middle and glowed radiance outward. It was the brightest light I had (and still have) ever seen. I only saw it for a moment.]

Her response was not the answer I was looking for but it was the answer God intended for me, at that time.

Once I turned away from looking at Mom and made visual contact with “The Light” I was translated outside the car and hovering over a valley. Not necessarily the Kent Valley. I saw the car ascending the top of a hill and driving up, over and beyond it. It all happened  lightning fast. The car was gone and she disappeared. I really wanted to go with her, but it wasn’t my time yet. This would have to be enough to suffice.

If God’s intent was to give me hope, I guess he did.

While I didn’t get to connect with her as I would have liked to in life…he gave me two things I needed, actually three:

1) He let me see her, first as I remembered her in life, in context of our way of life.
2) Then he showed me that she was no longer of this world.
3) That she was now in His presence. Living in peace, perfection and out of pain.

Looking back, this vision was also indicating a prophetic change for me. My Dad had always been my Coach. He’d trained me. They had both been active in my tennis development. Whether practice, commuting or competition.

In this vision, I knew subconsciously Mom was gone. It took me much longer to understand this meant my Dad had transitioned “away” from being my coach. I now understand that this vision was a sign that not only would I no longer compete but be an indication that changes were coming and would happen fast.

God had removed my Mother from the earth and this was indicating that my Father’s place in my life would be changing, too. It was not a message I would have wanted to know back then and was not ready to understand until recently.

Just as God tells us everything we need to know in His Word, to navigate this life. This vision had a multi-layered message designed to be revealed at His choosing and in His timing.

Like an onion, time is his tool. While preparing the onion might cause me to tear up/cry during the “Prep Work” the final product is what he is after. God is revealing what I need to know, as it is beneficial. He does this out of Love. (Jeremiah 29:11)

Mom had raised me and taken care of me, nurturing me like a mother is designed to. But this transition was Him letting me know that He was in control. He always had been and would continue to be faithful.

Mom’s journey was complete and now it was my turn to walk with Him. She and I never had eye contact and our conversation was limited by the nature of God’s laws. However, His was a reassurance to me that even though I would no longer see her in this life, she had fulfilled her purpose and had gone onto glory. I was now In The Father’s Hands. He actually had full control of the car, the destination and my purpose.

The Spiritual Realm is and always has been very real. God is not about to leave my side. He won’t leave yours either.

He never has. He never will. He takes care of his Sheep, He had created both of us. I needed to trust, just as she had.

John 10:27New Living Translation (NLT)

27 My sheep listen to my voice; I know them, and they follow me.

 

Prophecy in Motion

 

Spring 1993 –

It was a late evening. Sometime between 10pm and Midnight.

I was in the front passenger seat of a car.

I’d leaned my head against the door window and looked up at the night time sky. Where we were driving, in Eastern Washington State, we were many miles from the intrusive lights of the city.

There was nothing to interfere with my view of the stars, which on this spring evening meant– there were too many to count.

I gazed across the atmosphere at the Milky Way. It was only the 2nd or 3rd time I’d seen it with my own eyes. Seeing the Milky Way should have made me feel small. Like a tiny particle in the vastness of a system beyond my comprehension. Instead, I felt a warmth that had no explanation and one in which none was needed.

Although life had not always been easy and often it had thrown me curve balls I had yet to understand – at this specific moment in time I felt a perfect, beautiful sense of peace. A contentment that I’m not sure I’d ever experienced.

And then it happened.

Quite unexpectedly.

Out of the blue; without any intention on my part.

 

Words were spoken from my mouth, that I had neither anticipated – nor thought of:

“I am so looking forward to the 2nd Coming of Jesus. I hope I am here to see it!”

I recall the words coming out of my mouth. I remember hearing myself say them.

I do not understand how I uttered them. I remember specifically thinking to myself: “Ok, did I just say those words?”

The person who was driving the car responded by saying (something to the effect,) “Um, what did you just say?” Which started a very long conversation chain that I had never intended to engage in. As it turned out the person that was driving was an evolutionist and non-believer.

My unintended, yet spoken, statement opened the door to a series of events of which I could never have anticipated.

I am sharing this story now, because I was supposed to have shared it many weeks ago. I have wrestled with the Holy Spirit to the point of exhaustion. I am tired. If He wants this message shared, it is His Will.

May His Will be done.

Blessings,

Kenzel

 

 

Vision in a Dream: Storms & Fires

More than a year ago I had a dream.

Though I have been very hesitant to post this I am feeling that it is too important not to. As much as I have wanted to write, this is one of several things I believe I must write before I can progress further.

So much has happened in the previous weeks and months that I will make this my starting point.

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Beginning of Vision:

I was looking off in the distance (to the East). I could see severe storms approaching. The clouds were thick. Among them were an onslaught of  Tornadoes. I say tornadoes because there was more than one. I don’t recall if there was a specific number. However many there were, they were creating a path of destruction. The sky was dark (and/or was bringing a darkness over and upon the land)

As I turned my gaze from my right side and looked to my left (West) I saw a City on that horizon. I do not know what City it was, only that it was large. The skyline/buildings were swathed in colors of bright reds/oranges. As if covered in Fire. Though the City was not yet totally consumed, destruction was imminent. Flames were catching and everything was being burning up. There was no stopping it.

I was situated by a road (think of a highway) and observing the encroaching Eastern Storms and the soon to be annihilated City. To give better perspective, I was facing in a Northerly direction and the highway in front of me was running East to West. I don’t recall seeing any cars on the road or people, but the highway was there.

Though I was by the road I was not standing. I was hovering. Suddenly, I was turned away from the storm of Tornadoes and was heading at super-speed toward the City – parallel to the highway. I was not traveling by my own means, it was something Super Natural  – either an Angel or a horse.

We raced toward the City; as we got closer I was suddenly transformed and found myself standing inside a building, instead of outside. The building was as yet untouched by the chaos outside but the situation was deteriorating rapidly. People seemed unaware of the danger and while chaos was closing in, there was no sense of panic or apparent cause for concern.

I entered a room. There were few people in it and someone was in a bed (a woman in a hospital bed?)

I looked around at the people. I felt an urgency well up within and I took a step toward the the bed.

I looked at the woman and told her, “Come on…You have to get up. We have to leave. We have to go NOW.”

End of Vision (Dream) –