Sunday, October 8, 2017 at 4:07 am.
I woke up about 3:40 am. What a dream! Ahmad brought me food. 2 fried eggs. I can still see the yellow in the eggs. I cannot eat uncooked eggs, they make me ill. I shudder to think of eating them, but! I didn’t say anything. He also brought 2 yellow cakes. Those were in plastic covers. They look like pudding angel cakes. He began to set up things for us to eat. So, to free his hands holding the cakes? He put them in his back pocket. When we got ready to eat them, he reached his back pocket and one of the cakes dropped. He began to recover it saying it was still good to eat. I woke up.
It’s now 5:02 am. Father? Thanks for deciphering these dreams for me. I see in this dream the relationship between Ahmad and myself. For what I read a yellow cake means separation. Separation of what my Father? Ah! I remember! Separate the precious from the vile! Let’s see where to find what You gave me on that matter. Wow! The next post. Here is my finding.
The world is in a volcanic stage heading for final destruction as it is written but! A window of time—hope-choose life….
Wednesday, January 11, 2017 at 10:03 am
What is the Reality of the moment? The world is in a volcanic stage heading for final destruction as it is written but! A window of time—hope—choose life…. This is the time reserved for our Father/Creator. The time spoken by the Prophet Isaiah,
“And therefore, the Almighty Yahuwah earnestly waits expecting, looking, and longing to be gracious to you; and therefore He lifts Himself up, that He may have mercy on you and show loving-kindness to you.
