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Anyway, I was out in the back yard of my parents house, and I asked God to let His light shine through me to help other people.
I walked back inside and something washed over me, and I started to speak in tongues, I thought that I had made up a new language, and thought I was pretty cool.
Even though I had been brought up a Catholic and went to Catholic school, I never even heard about the baptism of the Holy Spirit.
I felt wonderful, I would walk around the backyard speaking in this new language to my dog, she didn't seem to mind.
After that, I had three dreams, the first one was-
Dream 1.
I was kneeling down in a catholic church praying, I was alone, my back got really hot, so I turned around and saw blood and fire raining on the church.
I was instantly taken from there straight up, and taken back to the beginning of time, as I was flying in, I saw a figure dressed in a white monks habit, he had his hands together inside his sleeves and his head forward, so I couldn't see his face.
He was standing beside a screen, on this screen was scriptural type words, moving slowly up the screen.
I looked around to see where the light was coming from, it was shining down from space onto something else and reflected onto the screen. I could see the earth, dark and void, there was no stars or moon.
Suddenly, a very powerful voice started speaking to me, it sounded like thousands of voices of one loud voice.
I knew that that was my life on that screen, that it had been written down.
I didn't know what to think, I thought maybe it was judgement day or something.
I woke up with a start and was shaking and sweating profusely.
If you know your scriptures, you will understand this dream and the significance of it to me.
Dream 2.
I was walking along in a field, it was a beautiful sunny day, I walked down into a gully, and along the end of the gully, was a door leading into the earth.
I walked down and opened the door, there was a cave hewn out of the earth, I could see the roots of the grass sticking through.
At the end of the cave, about 20 feet or so, there was, what looked like a white ball, that had a square cut into it and padded, just like the inside of a coffin.
I stepped into the ball, and it immediately started spinning.
It was a pleasurable experience, but then, I was rolled out of the ball into an underground cave.
It was dark, except for an eerie light that was coming from around a corner.
I was picked up spiritually, or that is the best way to describe it, and forced/carried to the corner of the cave.
I looked around, I could see tables and chairs some fallen over in various places, there were also plates and cups strewn about.
On the corner that I was hanging onto, was a wooden bench, there was wooden shelves on the walls with old bottles standing and some lying down.
Everything looked as if it had been untouched for hundreds of years, all covered in dust.
This force pulled me off the post that I was hanging onto, and I was stood with my back to a large hole behind me. I looked down and saw an armour plated steel ramp leading back into the hole.
My back got really hot, and I could see the flickering of flames on the walls.
I thought, "This must be Hell, I must be at the very gates of Hell!"
I immediately began to call on the name of Jesus, I was saying "I love Jesus, Jesus is my Lord".
As I continued to say it, the power dragging me into hell, suddenly let go and I fell forward and started walking away.
I stopped saying it and the power started pulling me back again.
I almost tripped over my tongue and continued saying "Jesus is Lord, I love Jesus!"
The power stopped pulling me and I was able to go back to the hole, crawl up through the ball, out of the cave, back into the sunlight, and then I woke up sweating and shaking again!
Again, if you know your scriptures, you will recognize the significance of this dream.
Dream 3
(Hope your not getting bored) It was night time, I looked over to my left to see a town all lit up, I was on a boat about 300 or so metres offshore.
I looked to my right, and there was an enemy gunship, firing onto the shore.
There was about 6-8 other people on our boat, which was shaped exactly like Noahs ark.
I told everybody to jump off and I would ram the enemy gunship.
I turned the boat around and headed toward it.
Just before we collided, they saw me coming, and turned their guns on me, but it was too late.
We crashed into each other and as we did, I jumped off and started swimming away.
Unfortunately, the boats sank so fast, that I got sucked down with them.
I started swimming to the surface thinking, "I'll make it, I always do."
Suddenly I stopped swimming, I had drowned, I thought," Well I'm dead now, I might as well wake up".
And so I did, sweating and shaking again.
Again, if you know your scriptures, you will understand the symbolism.
Yeah. And its all Catholic. Apparently you've received the gift of prophecy but not the gift of interpretation.
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I said, "where am I supposed to go, the lutheran church, the prostestant church, besides, I am supposed to be in the one true church" (You see, even I believed it once)
The Holy Spirit told me to go and see this bloke that I used to buy drugs from.
He got busted bringing Buddha sticks back from Bali, glassed inside a surfboard.
I thought about it, and my idea of Christians, was like a Mormon or a Jehova's witness, that is, short hair dressed in a suit.
I said, "Look Lord, if I don't settle down in the world by the time I hit 35, I will find you then, even if I have to become a priest or a monk or a nun!" (I was being facetious)
Fortunately, He didn't strike me dead, but He was faithful, and at 35, he told me audibly to get baptized.
Even then, if yo read my profile, I have been bitten by snakes, one a taipan, and all the signs in Mark 16, I have in my life, so yes, I do have the signs, and I wasn't sold a pup, no-one brainwashed me.
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