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It is not always an easy thing to be one on the watchtower warning of times, times to come and the need for change in human hearts.  At times I feel that this little endeavour for God is lost in the oblivion of the internet and falling on deaf ears of those who trip upon it.  The further along time marches and the deeper I see our world plunging into error, evil and darkness, the harder it is to be a forebearer of light and warning in that light.  I have come to a time in my chronological sharings on “The State of Chaos” where I truly fear for the things I am about to share.  I really do hope they are not glimpses into our future, but rather just a bit of undigested cheese (remember the ghosts of Christmas past, present and future from Scrooge?).

I leave the discernment to the reader and share anyway, in this writing and coming ones, some highly disturbing dreams that occurred in near succession several years ago.  I share them not to scare, but to inform and aid – if they are indeed portents of our future.  And remember:  God and the forces of good are always far stronger and ultimately victorious against any evil.  I have seen this personally many times in my own spiritual battle.  The forces of evil hate me for the things I am doing for God, but they are unable to lay a finger or breath upon me due to the protection God affords me.  I have been very blessed to see the ‘insides’ of this spiritual battle.  All things are allowed by God for His purposes and His ways are far above our own.  In the end, putting your trust in God is the crucial decision.

I know many of you out there do not believe that there is a spiritual battle going on at all.  Many of you are consumed with the busyness and worry of daily life and nary give it a thought.  I am here to stop you and say – whoa!  Right here and now – Whoa!  Your entire life IS the spiritual battle – all of your present moment decisions and which force you let influence you, as I discussed in the previous posting.  Please heed my witness and examine your own life and conscience and what you truly believe is your purpose on earth.  Like the child in the womb that believes this is the sum of their existence until they are born and thrust into something much, much more…so will your spirit be thrust into something much, much more one day.  I guarantee it.  I live it with my life and I witness it to you in truth today.  Your death is not the end.  In fact, it will be your beginning.  I care where that beginning is, for it will also be your forever….and forever is a very long time indeed.  Please, please, please, consider what you love.  Please choose to love love.  In choosing to love, you automatically choose God and that is what your destiny will be full of.

I read recently a witness of a doctor from South America who was suddenly struck by lightening.  She was Catholic, but very much not in shape to go to heaven.  I share here her story, for it horrified me and I strive to live in love…may it be another witness to you all.  Her story can be investigated and proven.  I urge you to read it, for she died and was destined for hell, but was spared by the grace of God and her fellow men’s prayers.  I think it will be well worth your read if you are not sure what to believe about life and death and your purpose here.

And so without further ado, I share next a very vivid horrifying dream which I really do hope is not a glimpse of the future, but just in case…

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

I had a nightmare so horrific I don’t even want to write it down.  I typed it as soon as I woke up.  I dreamt I was in the Jock River swimming with children and other people.  I was resting on the weir mostly, watching other people.  There were people swimming all over in this river, boarding and boats driving people around at high speed.  I was surprised they didn’t run each other over and hurt each other – they were kind of being careless and oblivious to each other.

I was surprised people were swimming in this river as it was polluted and had been declared unsafe even when I was a child in the 60’s.  People were swimming in it today even if this was so and even though it didn’t look polluted on the surface, it was so.  On the other side of the weir garbage had accumulated.  People were lost in recreation oblivious.  I saw that something was coming, however.

As I looked up to the sky, black blobs materialized from another atmosphere/plane of existence.  It was a like a scene from War of the Worlds.  They became like parachutes of beings dropping in completely with surprise – surprise worldwide attack.  The sky had been clear and then boom – there they were – people were calling them the ‘incredibles’.  Before their appearance they had strategically placed (what looked like) record players – boxes of some kind that had circular turntables that were science fiction looking, but these boxes with the circular turntables served a purpose for checking or communication or something.  They were on almost every street corner – all over the world.  I became aware that an evil world invasion was starting and immediately rushed to my home to be with and protect my children.  (In real life, my close girlfriend had the exact same dream up to this point within two weeks of my having it (previous to mine) and we live in different cities so we had no way of knowing until I shared this with her after I experienced it – she awoke at this point though and did not dream the rest as I did).

I came into the house and rounded up the children.  I had been in the neighbourhood of Heart’s Desire as I did this.  Once inside the house it was a home I did not recognize.  There were a few other people there who were not family members.  The beings that had dropped from the sky then became humans that were evil and demons in the guise of humans and they were systematically going home to home to make sure each human was caught up and converted to their ‘control state’ – something they did to each person to make them like automatons – under mind control? Not sure…However they were no longer themselves and unable to help themselves or recognize that this had been done to them.  I knew what was coming and how to defend people and myself from these beings/evil.  As they entered our home I rounded up the kids and as they tried to perform some incantation/ritual/procedure to convert us, I invoked the protection of the Precious Blood of Jesus over all of us.  They immediately stopped (and the bandleader looked like Satan at this point).  They sort of sighed in resignation that they could not do this to us – they could not touch us one bit.  We were able to walk out of the home with them unable to touch/convert us.  There was one man who had been visiting us – a friend.  He was hiding in the ceiling in a hidden space almost like a scene out of Anne Frank (although the space was a mock ceiling not a mock wall).  He knew they were close to finding him.  I told him repeatedly before I left for him to invoke the protection of the Previous Blood of Jesus over himself and that they would be unable to harm him.  I repeated it over and over and over again so that he would remember it in his duress.  He started to as they found him and though they attempted to attack and hurt him, I think he escaped safe with us and we walked out of the house.

As we were in the streets we saw that this martial law type situation had descended all over the world systematically almost simultaneously.  It had been very carefully and covertly planned and executed swiftly.  I saw these boxes on almost every corner and the people walking about like automatons.  We were free still and were escaping to somewhere in small groups to band together without being seen or recognized (that we were still free and not under the regime/mind control).  We had to be covert and careful.

I woke up in horror!!!

What can I say, except that if there was ever one of my dreams that I hoped was just a dream it was this one…but if a day ever comes that looks like this one, remember well the protection given in this dream:  Ask God for the protection of the Precious Blood of Jesus.  In this spiritual battle it is the ultimate bandage in the spiritual first aid kit.

Karen

As I sit to write this on Holy Thursday and turned to open my dream binder to the next chronological sharing in this series, I opened my book to a simple, beautiful sentence spoken to me by Jesus as I was falling asleep on Nov. 25, 2007 – which happened to be the feast of Christ the King.  He said, and I share it with you now because I think He wants you all to hear this, this Holy Thursday:

My sweet and tender child of Mercy, write that I am in love with the world.”

This beautiful sentiment from Jesus came at a time when it meant so very much to me to be called His sweet and tender child of Mercy…It also came days after my formal induction into our local Divine Mercy movement.  But the most important part of that message is His wish for all peoples as I relay it to you today:  He is in love with the world!” (emphasis my own).

I can vouchsafe this as I have seen His Sacred Heart and let me tell you brother (or sister) that you do not have a shadow of the idea of the truth of that love.  I have said it before and I shall say it again here and now that the Sacred Heart of Jesus is like a nuclear bomb of love and even that description falls short….So when Jesus says that He is in love with the world I want you to truly understand what He means:  It means His love is over and above everything – above all evil; above all sin; above all hatred, distress, hopelessness and dismay.  The only thing separating anyone from that Love is the fallout shelter of the hardness of their own hearts.  I earnestly add my plea to His in saying it is so time to let down the wall of disbelief, arrogance, doubt and indifference that may surround your own heart:

Now is the time to come out of your resolute disbelief in God.

Now is the time to come out of the shallow, discordant attachment to the fluff of the world.

Now is the time to clean up your act.

I say this for many reasons, but in great part because I have also seen the antithesis to love – the devil and his demons – and let me tell you they are not pretty… They are full of seething hatred towards all mankind and especially those in committed loving service to God….but also let me tell you that it doesn’t matter if they hate the ones who turn to God with a special vengeance.  The truth is that the latter of these are the ones who are safeeeeeeee!  We are the ones who have escaped their horrible, incredibly strong grasp.

This truth isn’t one you may hear of in most places – even in church.  I know it isn’t a truth people want to hear about – putting their hands over their ears and saying ‘lalalalalallalalala..” so as not to listen to the possibility of the truth of the existence of Satan and demons. I used to be one of them.   But I would be remiss in my ministry if I didn’t witness to this truth in an effort to compel you to seek good and God.  Those who are not actively seeking God and good are already in the hands of Satan – unbeknownst to them – save the innocent children before the age of reason where the ability to discern good and evil is sufficiently developed.

Jesus does love the world.  He loves it so much that He has sent warning so many times and in so many ways, and my ministry and witness is just another means He is using to reach the souls He loves so much.  The profound volume of spiritual experiences that I have slowly been unfolding on this website is a small testimony to this love and warning.  And so, without further ado, I share a couple more profound spiritual dreams – given I believe – to help testify to the truth of God and the need of each soul to seek Him – a means to help step out of evil’s grasp:

Friday May 4, 2007 approx 6 a.m.

Dreamt I was with people in a walk through dangerous territory, but people didn’t know it.  I traversed the narrow path on the side of this road – up to the hill part of it.  I emerged safely at a destination and I think went through a door.  However, I was then called by someone to an area on the path after I safely made it to my destination because people were walking with me (we walked along this path beside a road adjacent to a thick forest/woods) and they were disappearing and were abducted and snatched on their walk through this path.  They were being abducted into the woods.

I went into the fray head on – into the thick of the battle to help these souls out.  There was so much evil everywhere.  Horrible beings in hidden disguises were doing this – snatching people.  They particularly hated me and my intervention.

Then in the dream the area in front of the woods/road/path became a pit (I saw it after I came back from my safe passage and was told other people weren’t making it and were being lost/abducted).  I had a man with me who was strong – a priest?  I saw a person who had been abducted and was getting sucked under, but with me and a priest helping me, we had pulled him out with a double armlock around his neck/head.  We had pulled him out but it had required great force.  It took much strength and force to rescue souls from this pit as the evil beings/monsters were very strong.

As we pulled this one person out the beings were holding on with all their might and their jagged teeth – they were even holding his foot – it was the last thing pulled out.  I saw his leg – it had severe gash wounds from the evil beings in the pit.  After he was safely pulled out and was lying on the ground next to the pit the evil beings came up out of the pit seething in anger and fury at me.  I saw them.  They were ferocious, hideous, evil and monster-looking – not from this world.  They showed themselves to me as they were.  I saw them as they were without any disguise.  They were reptilian looking.  I invoked the protection of the Precious Blood of Jesus over me and all the souls in this area and all the souls were with me and then I saw their locks pop open (they were like handcuffs binding them) and they were free.  They walked out to safety – a great group of them that I had thus helped save.

People didn’t know how to disarm the evil beings; ie. what their weakness was and how they could break the hold they had on people.  These were good people/workers who were trying to help the others who were being abducted and taken into this pit.  After I invoked the protection of the Precious Blood I walked back to the door I had safely made it to where these other good people were.  They were trying to find a way to help others that were trapped, and I told them (as I could see the inside truth in this spiritual battle) that the invocation of the Precious Blood of Jesus was what worked.  I said:

It is what works on them!!!”

Then after I told the good workers/helpers this I turned to my right and raised my hands together into the air, looking up to God in the sky through a plexi-glass or glass-like dome roof.  It had become like a train inside a building (this area where I had rescued/seen souls in the pit and the horrible beings).  I sobbed so badly to Jesus:

Remove us from this trial, Jesus”

Then the train rose, as if the front was being lifted off the rack and pulled up to safety out and away.  I don’t know where to, but the front of the train started to rise.  The dream continued in what was a beautiful personal experience of Jesus…spiritual moments that I find hard to experience now because I have to return to the world when I wake.  Only those who have experienced similar things will understand.

As I share these things there is one thing that I wish people to understand.  Out of the hearts of humans comes the heart of evil in the world – the heart of chaos.  The devil and his demons do everything in their power to influence people to this.  God, Jesus, Mary, holy angels and holy souls are continually working for humans on the other team – a team far larger and in the end unbeatable.  This war is being waged every day in your soul and in your free will you have been given the greatest gift – choice of how to live the life you have been given.  The decision of who you let influence your choices rests ultimately with you.

Herein lies the simple truth of the battle.  What you choose can make a profound difference.  A difference for not only yourselves, but for your neighbour, your children and the future of the world…

I’ve already made my choice – and the repercussions of it are splattered all over the pages of this website.  I leave you with the following dream as a call to arms and a witness to a sliver of  the incredible power behind the one who but says yes…

Wednesday May 2, 2007

I remember a brief dream or end of a longer more involved dream that I didn’t record until the afternoon but remembered well.  It had to do with me being in a room with people.  I saw to my left through a large glass window God’s light and spirit smashing down to me/into me on a diagonal trajectory from the sky – through the window – to where I stood.  It completely lit me up and filled every fibre of my being like lightening with crackling, fiery, spark-like electrical fire – particularly my hands (maybe because I’d have to type so much lol…).  I was receiving/had received great power to witness to people.  Something about the time for me to start witnessing – talking/revealing that which I knew and had received.  I spoke to God just after this happened most powerfully about how vociferous I was in my commitment to Him and His mission for me.  I remember no words, but words cannot describe the force or level of my response to Him!

I looked around to all who were with me in the room (you…!).  They were ones paying attention – willing and interested in hearing my witness.  I thought briefly of how to open the presentation of everything I know and have seen and been given and everything I have experienced.  I decided to start with a question that I thought would strike most people’s insides most quickly and directly:

Don’t you want to know why you’re here?”(meaning people’s existence and lives on this earth)

I spoke directly, simply and to the point:

You’re here to learn how to love!  It’s that simple – and that hard!!!”

I spoke about how others must strive to be as perfect as they could in love and I think this caused some to squirm a little and back off and the crowd listening to me thinned as some were not ready and couldn’t handle hearing what I told them love demanded of them…

So, how about you? What are you going to choose?  Happy Easter!

Karen

I have a feeling that this year, 2013, is going to be the start of the time of decision – decision for or against God.  I believe it is going to be increasingly difficult to stay luke-warm and not declare which camp you are in.  The world is slowly in the process of declaring that there is no God, nor a need for God.  Luckily God does not depend upon our declarations for His existence!  The paradox is that the more He is done away with, the more human hearts will seek His presence in a false, worldly placebo.  There can be no empty heart, for it was created to be filled.  Ah, what shall you fill your heart with this year?

Many in the church quietly speak of a coming time of spiritual enlightenment where God will dispense a special grace to every single soul, enlightening them to the truth of His existence, as well as illuminating the state of individual hearts in His perfect light of truth…Visionaries have spoken of it being a profound moment of unmistakable awareness of one’s own soul as it appears to God…A vision of this experience to come can be found on the website “Words from Jesus” and I offer it here for your discernment and especially for those who might not have tripped upon it otherwise.

Many in the church are now, of course, also talking about the startling abdication of Pope Benedict.  Many are the predictions regarding the church and papacy in the coming years…I think part of this decision for or against God will be tied up with the decision to cling to our faith in times perhaps not far off.  As always, I continue to share startling dreams; dreams which perhaps have been given to prepare us for times that very well may be at our doorstep:

Saturday, December 16, 2006

Dreamt I was in my kitchen and saw a teapot on the stove that made no mark where it sat, but when placed on the table it would make a mark – ie. because it was a hot object filled with hot steeped tea and would leave a ring mark burnt into the table – something like this…

Then just before I awoke a line was spoken exactly verbatim, but I do not know by whom:

Something of the Lord will be made manifest.”

Saturday, January 13, 2007

Dreamt I was reading an old religious book.  I was in a house.  The book had a black cover.  I came to a page that had a picture of Jesus.  It was on the right hand side of the open book and was a full page picture of the full man Jesus.

As I gazed at it the page started to bleed real blood.  Drops at first from one spot, then rivulets of blood that started to run down the page in large amounts.  I held up the book and it dripped off the page and onto the table I held it over.  I cried out in alarm and amazement and joy (at seeing Jesus – even like this) and called for others to witness what was happening.  I screamed out loud that the picture of Jesus was bleeding. 

In the picture it gushed from a slice-like wound in His Sacred Heart.  It was on the left side of His chest (more left than I thought His heart would have been anatomically).  The wound was a straight completely vertical cut-like wound that appeared to have small horizontal stitches across the length of it.  All the blood came only from this wound in the dream.  I turned the book upside down to try to stop the flow of blood, but it only ran and dripped off the other way.

I immediately began crying and pouring out my love and sorrow to Jesus – apologizing for the sins of mankind.  I had taken the book and carried it around the table as it bled while doing this – apologizing & crying etc.  Then in the dream I remembered my dream of Dec. 16, 2006 where someone had said a line:  

Something of the Lord will be made manifest.

I was so overcome with emotion and was thinking that this was the incident that the line referred to.  As I carried the book around what I think was a dining room table from the right front of it to the left front of it, it was revealed to me that this bleeding image was somehow tied to the year 1527 or that it would be like the year 1527 again.

As I placed the book standing on the edge of the table, open to the bleeding page, I started to kneel in front of it to continue praying.  People in the room started scoffing at me (I had been revealing a lot of hidden love, longing and hitherto secret holy attitudes at the manifestation of this blood as I carried the book around the table).  They started saying it was nothing – closing their hearts and their minds to what was SO obviously really happening.

I, however, ignored them.  I was SO overcome with love and joy for Jesus and kept continually, ardently and profusely apologizing for the sins and wounds of mankind.  In this dream I was struck most strongly by how holy Jesus is.

Since I do not know much of history I looked up 1527 on-line later that morning, looking for any significant historical events of 1527.  The only thing that came up was The Sack of Rome…

I cannot help feeling, as Pope Benedict has felt the need to be the first pope in some six hundred years to step down from the papacy, that this moment in time is tied to these first rolling drops of blood falling from the Sacred Heart of Jesus.

Karen