Holy

I was having an off day right from the get go. The pent up emotion from last night, and the bad dream that was filled with Evil and Demons had taken a toll on me.

I dreamt that I was with what seemed to be a bunch of people from Lifeforce on Kj's team. It was supposed to be them, but it didn't look like them. Kj wasn't there, but I was. We were somewhere, not in Calgary. It felt like we were close to a body of water, but still I did not see any water. There was one girl, and a Demon went into her body. We were all standing on the street, and then she was on the ground, and her eyes were wide, and the Demon wouldn't get out. All of a sudden, I looked down, and there was a baby in my arms. The baby was Demon possessed. It was crying out in such an evil, but desperate way. All of us were walking, and it started to pour rain. The baby wouldn't stop crying. I wanted to set it down, because it was making me feel sick to my stomach, but I could not let it out of my arms. Then the rest of them were gone, and I was walking up a road with the baby by myself. I started to scream out to God, I wanted him to heal the baby. Everytime I screamed His name, the sky would flash with shapes, kind of like fireworks. It was last for a second, and then leave. I just kept screaming, and then I woke up. I was shaken by it.

The only time I felt happy was when I was in Church, and able to sing out to Jesus. The rest of the day, I could only half pay attention to what was going on around me. But this evening, I finally stopped and really listened. I asked him to affirm my strength for what is coming. I was so overcome that my knees gave out, and I just was on the ground and was crying. But I knew He was there.

I love you. I am not going to give up on you. I am going to be here until you are set free. I promise you that right now. Even if that means you hate me by the end of it all.





We fall down, we lay our crowns at the feet of Jesus.
The greatness of mercy and love at the feet of Jesus.
And we cry Holy, Holy, Holy.
And we cry Holy, Holy, Holy.
And we cry, Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lamb.