Who among you prophets has been feeling abnormally anxious and heavy these past weeks? The pain is real and the fear is real. I want to talk about several dreams I have had this past week to show you that you, too, may have been wounded demonically in the spirit and may be suffering from the consequences. I pray that you will let God’s angels come and tend to your needs like they did to Elijah in the cave. I pray that you will heal and be able to rise up, wearing your full armor of God. One simple “save me, God!” will suffice!
In the first dream, I had a beautiful golden retriever whose name was Sacred. I knew she liked water, so I wanted to take our water hose from the front yard and hold it up so that the water could rain down on her. I knew that Sacred would have fun with it and I called my family members to come and watch. However, as soon as I was outside our front door, I saw two birds falling from the sky. Everything happened in an instant: an ugly, naked bird which had legs like a human being had one knee on the neck of a brown eagle and crash-landed on the eagle’s neck with a sickening, thumping sound. I still remember me and my dog looking up startled as the ugly bird turned his face towards us. I immediately shouted to my family and Sacred to get inside and tried to barricade the door but the door would not shut! The demonic bird flew in and stabbed me in my stomach. I then woke up from the dream.
In the second dream, which I had about two days after the first one, I saw my father (who represented God in the dream) bind a crocodile and shoving dirt into its mouth so that it would suffocate to death. The crocodile was Leviathan. I, however, thought that it was too cruel the way my father dealed with him and wanted to help the crocodile. My father then became angry and rebuked me, saying that it needed to be this way and that this beast had to die.
As I brought these dreams before God in prayer, I realized that Sacred was the new prophetic ministry I had launched about a week ago. I was too excited about it that I forgot what danger lurks “out there” still in the spirit realm – I wanted to bring the ministry out and show off before my family members. I was not able to fully shut the door and allowed the demonic spirit to come in because of my fear. I was afraid after what I had seen and had allowed the enemy to intimidate me! Moreover, I was not wearing my full armor which would have prevented the wound.
I went through intense warfare these past few days where I felt anxiety and fear like never before. I did not realize that the enemy wanted to keep me away from God by making me feel disappointed and abandoned by my Father in Heaven. Yesterday I saw Him at my bedside, looking worried about me and asking me to let Him in. But I somehow could not open up my heart towards Him. It was very unusual for me, it almost felt like I was not being myself. I asked God to help me open up towards Him. Then, a few moments later, I started crying tears of healing. I felt fire on my entire body and saw that an angel was tending to the wound on the right side of my stomach. I then realized that I had indeed been wounded in the first dream. I had been spiritually weak and fragile because of the wound! I kept crying but it felt good. God healed me last night.
The second dream about Leviathan, however, also showed that there was still compromise in my life. I wrote about this before in “Women of God, Behead Mr. Goliath” but I’m sure there are many women out there who sometimes find it too cruel to kill off certain strongmen in our lives. We LET them harrass us because of unbelief about what God says about us, how valuable we are in His eyes – in this way, we give room to the evil crocodile, Leviathan, to harm us. (I’ve been having weird breathing problems for almost three weeks now and we all know that Leviathan can work by wrapping around our body.) Prophets, we cannot be prideful anymore. We cannot experiment with pride anymore, pride FEEDS Leviathan. Let God feed it with dirt instead! Be humble like a child who is totally dependent on the Father and knows himself or herself fully loved and cherished. As you choose to let go of your own ways and trying to do things on your own, even trying to earn God’s love and favor, you will notice how the confinement breaks in the spirit.
So what do we do with this knowledge? First, if you haven’t yet, just ask God to save you. Just one simple “Abba, Father!” or “Jesus, save me!” will do. He will come. Ask Him to heal you from the wounds that have been inflicted in the unseen realm that keep you from operating in full strength. Repent from pride and not wearing the full armor of God, being a faithful watcher. My dear prophet brother and sister, let us not engage with self-destructive behaviors by not believing our Father what He says about us! I ask God for refreshment and new oil for us which will make His fire burn stronger and stronger in us. You ARE a prophet and a prophetess of God. The enemy may try to silence our voices by placing his knee on our necks but even if we fall, WE WILL RISE UP AGAIN AND AGAIN! We have the power of resurrection in us, don’t we? In Jesus’ mighty name I prophesy that that brown eagle will rise up to life again!