I have been having visions for awhile now. My engagement has left me a little preoccupied with the world around me, it is a very stressful time. I haven't had any visions since I got engaged. I am seeing a therapist for panic disorder that started when I broke my neck and had a traumatic brain injury. Since I do not want to use drugs, he's suggested meditation. I found the meditations that he gave me a little too worldly, and have since found some Christian meditations that focus on the Bible and God's promises. In spending an hour a day with my eyes closed visualizing my walk with Jesus, I feel like I could pull away enough to start having prophecies again. Exciting!
I have a pretty good track record... I have had two separate specific visions of my fiance, including a struggle he had that he didn't share with me and a prayer he had that would go unanswered, which have both been confirmed. I predicted the week of my engagement. I have seen demons and cast them out. I have seen the path to the Kingdom paved with knowlege in gold and jade, with more and more wisdom be known with every step I took. And these always caught me off guard... I wasn't looking to have a vision when they happened, and they always involved a complete disconnect from everything else around me.
Perhaps the coolest vision I had are the ones of my child. I don't have any children yet, but I've seen them. I had a vision of my ex-boyfriend's child first, who I helped raise for a long time. I always felt guilty for having to leave, and the boy's parents did not allow me to continue to have a relationship with him. I knew it was God's will that I left, but I was still always a little bit bitter. I missed the little one, and I knew he missed me. I was disappointed in myself for just disappearing like his mother did and everyone else that he loved. I saw him playing by himself in his father's house, and he couldn't see me. He had an angel sitting on his shoulder and seeing him in the flesh again really brought back all the hurt that I felt. I wanted to give him a hug and tell him that I loved him. How I would never be able to take care of him again became even more real. I felt like I would cry. My relationship with my now fiance seemed like a selfish pleasure instead of a blessing if it involved hurting a poor 3 year old little kid. And then I thought about how God had taken care of me, and how much better God could take care of him than I could. I prayed that God would care for him even more than I wanted to, and that he would be saved despite his unbelieving family. The angel became three angels, and he looked at them and laughed. I finally felt freedom, and forgave myself for leaving. I was full of joy. I didn't carry the guilt anymore and it never did return, because I know that he will be OK.
A few days later, I was praying and fell directly into a deep vision. I saw a little boy I'd never seen before standing with his mother's hand on one shoulder and his father's hand on the other. I asked God, "why are you showing me this?" And then I realized that he was MY little boy and clearly my fiance's, too. I should have paid attention to the scenery, because I think there was something important going on as he had flames reflecting off his eyes and I kind of made out the area we were in and time of year and can't think of any good reason we'd be there, but instead I took a mental snapshot of every hair and freckle on him that I carry with me today. I was overjoyed to see my child. But I have been a little worried about the scenery; I just can't figure out why we'd be there with a child on such a cold night. Something was a little disturbing about it.
I saw this child again as a newborn, being held by his father in a hospital. His father hasn't had visions but has had feelings about this little boy that I've shared. Something about him is very unusual, and we both feel that the Lord has called him to something really special. When I see him, he is always so serious, not goofy and carefree like a little kid should be. I'm afraid that he might have a serious childhood mental illness or developmental disability. And I'm scared, but I know the Lord will care for him, especially since he has called him to such a special place.
I also have had dreams of a little girl, but I don't know whether these are prophecies or regular night dreams. I dreamt that she was born when I was unprepared. I went to the store to get things to take care of a newborn, and came back to her and she was a toddler. So I went back to to get things to take care of a toddler, and came back and she was a kid. This happened until I came back and she was grown, full of anger that while I was trying to care for her physical needs, I'd never been around, and I'd failed to love her adequately. I hope that's not an indicator of how it will be.
Another (awake) vision I had that was disturbing was one I had about just cleaning up after a meal in my home. I could tell it was after I was married because I could see a man's feet resting in the other room and a toddler's feet running around me. I couldn't make out any faces or anything in particular about what was going on, but the feeling was overwhelming. There was SO much tension and emotional turmoil in the household, but I was completely calm. God blessed my family through me. With the help of God, I was like glue, holding our broken family together. I was inwardly stronger than anyone I've experienced, and it all came directly from the Lord.
With my wedding approaching in two months, am I justified in being a little scared, and is it wrong to ask for more prophecy to try to figure it out a little more?
I have a pretty good track record... I have had two separate specific visions of my fiance, including a struggle he had that he didn't share with me and a prayer he had that would go unanswered, which have both been confirmed. I predicted the week of my engagement. I have seen demons and cast them out. I have seen the path to the Kingdom paved with knowlege in gold and jade, with more and more wisdom be known with every step I took. And these always caught me off guard... I wasn't looking to have a vision when they happened, and they always involved a complete disconnect from everything else around me.
Perhaps the coolest vision I had are the ones of my child. I don't have any children yet, but I've seen them. I had a vision of my ex-boyfriend's child first, who I helped raise for a long time. I always felt guilty for having to leave, and the boy's parents did not allow me to continue to have a relationship with him. I knew it was God's will that I left, but I was still always a little bit bitter. I missed the little one, and I knew he missed me. I was disappointed in myself for just disappearing like his mother did and everyone else that he loved. I saw him playing by himself in his father's house, and he couldn't see me. He had an angel sitting on his shoulder and seeing him in the flesh again really brought back all the hurt that I felt. I wanted to give him a hug and tell him that I loved him. How I would never be able to take care of him again became even more real. I felt like I would cry. My relationship with my now fiance seemed like a selfish pleasure instead of a blessing if it involved hurting a poor 3 year old little kid. And then I thought about how God had taken care of me, and how much better God could take care of him than I could. I prayed that God would care for him even more than I wanted to, and that he would be saved despite his unbelieving family. The angel became three angels, and he looked at them and laughed. I finally felt freedom, and forgave myself for leaving. I was full of joy. I didn't carry the guilt anymore and it never did return, because I know that he will be OK.
A few days later, I was praying and fell directly into a deep vision. I saw a little boy I'd never seen before standing with his mother's hand on one shoulder and his father's hand on the other. I asked God, "why are you showing me this?" And then I realized that he was MY little boy and clearly my fiance's, too. I should have paid attention to the scenery, because I think there was something important going on as he had flames reflecting off his eyes and I kind of made out the area we were in and time of year and can't think of any good reason we'd be there, but instead I took a mental snapshot of every hair and freckle on him that I carry with me today. I was overjoyed to see my child. But I have been a little worried about the scenery; I just can't figure out why we'd be there with a child on such a cold night. Something was a little disturbing about it.
I saw this child again as a newborn, being held by his father in a hospital. His father hasn't had visions but has had feelings about this little boy that I've shared. Something about him is very unusual, and we both feel that the Lord has called him to something really special. When I see him, he is always so serious, not goofy and carefree like a little kid should be. I'm afraid that he might have a serious childhood mental illness or developmental disability. And I'm scared, but I know the Lord will care for him, especially since he has called him to such a special place.
I also have had dreams of a little girl, but I don't know whether these are prophecies or regular night dreams. I dreamt that she was born when I was unprepared. I went to the store to get things to take care of a newborn, and came back to her and she was a toddler. So I went back to to get things to take care of a toddler, and came back and she was a kid. This happened until I came back and she was grown, full of anger that while I was trying to care for her physical needs, I'd never been around, and I'd failed to love her adequately. I hope that's not an indicator of how it will be.
Another (awake) vision I had that was disturbing was one I had about just cleaning up after a meal in my home. I could tell it was after I was married because I could see a man's feet resting in the other room and a toddler's feet running around me. I couldn't make out any faces or anything in particular about what was going on, but the feeling was overwhelming. There was SO much tension and emotional turmoil in the household, but I was completely calm. God blessed my family through me. With the help of God, I was like glue, holding our broken family together. I was inwardly stronger than anyone I've experienced, and it all came directly from the Lord.
With my wedding approaching in two months, am I justified in being a little scared, and is it wrong to ask for more prophecy to try to figure it out a little more?