155th Day -13th year

Lord, I ask that You would help me to write the dream that You gave me on yesterday. Blessed are You, O Lord God holy Ghost. I ask that You would help me to remember and I ask that You would bring it to my remembrance, because I can do nothing without You! Amen.

I dreamed a dream that showed that we lived in a very nice house in a neighborhood. I know that we still had the computer business and were running it from the house. But the house was bigger and it was newer then the one that we live in now.

But on last night the Lord gave me a dream that showed that our three children were sitting before the Man of God, and the Lord spoke to them and said, “I gave you a name,” and he pointed to each child when he said, “And I gave you a name and I gave you a name.” He was speaking about a website name that He gave them so that they can put their writings and prayers on there. While he was speaking I was thinking, “What about me?” But then I realized, He did give me a site. He gave me the name “www.flaming-point.com!”

So this morning, I went and renewed that name, to get that website up and running again. Amen!

But on the day before, the Lord had given me a dream that really scared me. The dream showed that we lived in a different house. I was at the house and a group of older Oriental women had come over to invite me to go out to dinner. They said we were going to celebrate something. They lived around the corner from us, but it was across the street from where we lived. We lived in a nicer house then we live in now, and I know that the house was bigger, too.

I remember seeing them sitting in a line, and in the dark. I told them that I did not want to go, but they kept on insisting that I go. So finally, I said, “Ok!” and I started to go with them. But then they said, “Oh, no! You can't go dressed like that!” They were referring to the jumper style dress I usually wear with a shirt underneath and mocassins for my shoes. They said, “You have to dress up!”

I then left them and went to my room and sat on the corner of my bed. And thinking about this, I know that I do not sleep in a bed, but I sleep on the floor, on top of blankets. But in this dream, I was sitting on a regular bed and I reached down to put on some expensive looking shoes. They looked like thin sandals, with heels, but they had diamonds around the ankle straps. They were black and the strips of material, was very think and glossy looking. I remember seeing the diamonds on the ankle strap as I fastened them to my feet. At this part of the dream, I know that it was me, because I remember seeing my hand reaching down and putting this high heel shoe on my right foot! I know that I do not wear shoes like this! I wear flat shoes, either sandals, moccassins, or sneakers.

But after that it seems as if I was just watching the dream. I could see myself walking away towards where the older females were, and I saw that I had on a sleeveless dress with no shirt on underneath it!

As I am writing this, it is also very difficult for me to even try to describe these things that I saw myself wearing, because I do not know what they are called. I find myself having to stop and ask the Lord, “What is that?” Thank You, Lord for Your help! Amen!

I know that from the vantage point that I was, I could not see anything in front of me, but when I went higher, I could see our 16 year old daughter walking directly in front of me. I saw that she had on a very tight fitting seductive dress. And that is when I heard, “If the mother is a whore, she teaches her daughter the way of a whore!” I agreed to what I heard, when I looked at both the mother and daughter walking out the door towards the older females. The older Oriental females were not dressed in such a manner! They were dressed in long skirts with shirts over their skirts. They looked very plain looking, with no make-up. Their hair was gray, or getting gray and they had wrinkles on their faces. They looked like a group of sweet old ladies. I also know that they were very short!

Walking out the door, a brown skinned Oriental young man came up to me. And this part of the dream, I know that I was an actual participant in the dream, and not just someone watching it. The man walked up to me on my left side and in a very discreet way, he touched my fingertips and I touched his. We did not hold hands, but our fingers were interlocked. He then told me quietly, “I need to talk to you.” He was very nice looking, and he was young, maybe in his late 20 or 30's. I also remember that his skin was brown, and not pale like most Oriental people I see. The older ladies were darker also, but when they appeared in the dream, they were always shown in some sort of shadow, in the dark. I was happy to see this man, and I know that the way that we were acting, that we had been having an affair. I also know that I was married, so I was an adulterer, and he was a fornicator!

Then I was watching the dream again. I saw myself go back into the house with him and we ran into a bedroom and we started to kiss.

The only way I know how to kiss is how I kiss my husband. So I did not know how to kiss this person. He said, “No, you don't kiss like that. I will show you how to kiss.” Then we started to kiss. We were on the bed kissing and I knew that we were going to have sex, but then I saw my husband coming from across the street, from the direction of the Oriental family's house.

These people owned the house we lived in, and we were renting from them.

I jumped up and ran outside, telling the man to hide, and went outside, going around the house, so that my husband would think that I was outside, already, and not inside the house. I asked him in a excitedly nervous way, “Do you want to go out to eat?”

He said no, he didn't.

But I persisted, just like the older females did to me, and then he finally said, “Okay.” So he left to go get dressed.

The next part, I do not know how it happened, but I saw a wolf like creature that could stand on its hind legs and walk just like a man, but it had the face of a wolf walking around the outside of the house. He was coming to kill both me, and the man, that I was in sin with. I do not like using the word “affair,” because that does not make it seem like it is something so bad. The wolf was coming to kill the boyfriend, first, and then it was going to kill me. At that point I realized that I had gone too far, and there was no hope of returning. I knew that I was going to be killed and so I started to cry. All I could do was stand there and make a whimpering noise, like a scared child, but there was nothing else I could do but await the fate that was in store. Amen.

End of dream.

So how did I get to that point? What were the things that led me up to that point?