I have not posted in a couple of days because of a whirlwind that was swirling around me in the past week.   All is not what it seems to be.   Some little girls down the street came by and asked my son to jump in a moonwalker that they had rented....and they looked at my car and my yard and said that I have the prettiest yard and car on the street.   Well, just because things look pretty does not mean that all is fine.   Yes, though I may work hard to keep my home and appearance up, it has come with such excruciating physical and emotional anguish I could not even describe this to a person on the street.   How can you describe excruciating endurance and hard work?   Staying up 48 hours at some points to do things?    They don't care, they just lust after what you have or what you look like.  It is pointless to talk about endurance, hard work to those that are living in sin for they live a life of giving into one's flesh.

Anyways, my son finished school and last week of school there was an enormous fire that came close to the school.   Everything was OK but the Lord told me to remember my dream that I had about the house where I was ushering in the little children to come in with their teddy bears and dolls to escape the fires of the tribulation, that it was time for the rapture.   The entire bride of Christ was characterized by little children that Jesus knew that they were scared and He knew that and wanted to let them know that He cares for them as little children.

So then last weekend I had a dream that I was at a hair salon with a bunch of other women.   Everyone was quite beautiful and all of a sudden all of our hair grew very, very long and turned the color of wheat.   We all looked the same with our hair and it seemed a golden, sandy blonde color.   I was amazed at the beauty.   One woman was trying to dye her hair black (might have been me because my hair is jet black) and it would not change!   It was like the hair color would not take, it washed off like it was water.    All of a sudden the hairdresser plucks several strands of my hair out and lays it on a white towel on her station and it was beautiful, perfect wheat?!?   I wondered what this meant.   Was it the rapture during the wheat harvest or was I about to be sifted like wheat by the devil?

So then I am cleaning and putting away laundry on Sunday and just doing chores...when a little doll that my son has started to talk.   This was a doll from the movie Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer and it was the abominable snowman.   He started singing "have a Holly Jolly Christmas."   This little doll is in a net at the top of the wall near the ceiling and my son and I were in the other room so it startled us.   When it went off I remembered that my mother had said that the rapture was like Christmas and that the Lord was not going to tell us everything about Heaven because it was like spoiling the Christmas presents underneath the tree.   I thought to myself, either the rapture is about to happen or an angel is telling me I about to go through a trial and that I was not alone or both!

That Monday my husband had the day off from work and I was so excited to be together.  We both went to the salon to get a hair cut.   Earlier that morning I had planned a trip for a week this July up to Sacramento so my son could get to visit with his dad an extra week.    His vacation was only going to be for two weeks and I thought, well I could be nice and let his dad see him an extra week, he could drop my son off at the hotel in the morning before he goes to work that one week.   Besides I wanted to go to Old Town Sacramento, it is such a wonderful place to go....they have horse carriages and the streets are made of brick...you can dress up and get an old timey picture of yourself like a gangster or a cowboy....and there is a dinner theater steamboat.  

Anyways my husband in the car when I am talking about it starts screaming at me and my son and tells me that Sacramento is the last place he wants to go.   He tells me that he hates everything I love and screams at me that he cannot stand anything I like.   Goodness, why couldn't have he told me that when he met me?   This is where my son was born and is one of my favorite places.   How hurtful?   Anyways I got out of the car with my son and decided to start walking because my husband I just cannot handle the yelling.   All I could think of is the time I took my husband to Santa Cruz to show him where I lived and he did not want to see it and then he starts getting text messages from sites he had been on "meet singles in your area."   I was so mad on that last vacation that I just sat in the car and was planning on sleeping in the car all night and not even go into the hotel to take a shower, use the restroom or whatever.   I even had the flu that time from stopping my addiction to energy drinks cold turkey and was having terrible withdrawals.

You ask why am I such a dramatic person?   Because my husband is so bull headed that he does not get hints, he does not get my sweet and gentle comments.   He is like an Al Pacino godfather type of character that only gets loud, straight talking drama!   And this is not my style, I prefer to be quiet.    So my husband must have decided he was out of line, so he came back around and picked me and my son up after we decided to walk home.   Then I get a text message from my son's father in Sacramento that the hotel I am staying at in Sacramento is a little out of the way from his work (20 minutes one way) and unfortunately he cannot make it that week to see his son.   WHAT?   So I texted him back and said that fine, I will cancel the hotel because my husband will be recovering from having knee surgery anyway this summer and will be out on workman's comp and driving 7 hours one way to stay in a hotel that is only 20 minutes out of the way for my little boy to cry himself to sleep that his dad cannot make it there is a little too much for me to handle.  

So then let me tell you, after writing the blog to Paul Wilson about nudity and Christianity, I started taking an inventory of my house.   And I noticed that there was this mirror in my husband's office that if you look very closely at it there are nude people in it.   Well all of a sudden I was very convicted to throw it away.   I believe the Lord wanted me to get rid of it because I have a little boy.   So as soon as I threw it away I felt like the house was cleansed.   It also led me to clean and rearrange the furniture.   I was feeling great.

Then Friday I get a call from my husband at work and he tells me "something has happened."   And thank you very much but my husband did not leave me any money and I had no gas in my car and he tells me that a piece of metal from a crow bar comes off and goes into his head....he is bleeding everywhere and has to go to the emergency room downtown Los Angeles so he can get his head stapled.   I was wondering why this happened to him and I was very upset, I could not even go see him at the hospital.  I felt completely helpless and I just started crying and wondering why this happened.   And then Saturday night I understood why....the Lord was trying to get my husband's attention to repent before the rapture.

Saturday night a girl down the street who lives in the house where they had the moonjumper, she came over with some friends.   She said that it was her 18th birthday and they were having a party, that they would keep the noise down and there would be cars parked up and down the street.   Well I live in a very nice neighborhood that has a noise curfew at 10:00 set by the home owner's association.   And it is a very quiet neighborhood and it is so strict that if you want to remove a tree from the front yard, you have to ask permission by paying a design fee of $100 with a plotted drawing of the yard to scale.   Anyways it is about 2:00 in the morning and I am pretty cool, I don't mess in other people's business.   But all of a sudden my husband looks outside and there is a mob of like 70+ people in the street, and there is some people parked in my neighbor's driveways hanging out and their house was not part of this party....then there is a couple of people ready to get into a fight....then there is a car accident between two drunk guys where one gets out of his car and comes up to the van and gets into a verbal argument with him.....a couple of people start getting on my neighbor's SUV and trying to break into it.   And there is two cop cars sitting there watching the whole thing, they don't even get out of their cars.   The crowd starts yelling, Fight!!! Fight!!!!   And there is a girl screaming that her purse and money are stolen.   Wow!   It was insane!  

After a while the kids who were underage drinking and driving while the cops did nothing left, my husband and I were too keyed up to sleep.  I was reading the internet and found out that Obama was determined to go back to the 1967 borders in Israel.   And then it occurred to me, whatever you do to Israel, the Lord will do to you.   I realized that this little mob in my street was a nice foreshadowing of the things to come in the USA.  I was wondering why the cops did not get out of their vehicles, but then again they were not crowd control officers.   Someone probably was carrying a weapon and the cops were heavily outnumbered....LOL!

After a few minutes I logged into my husband and my joint email account to get rid of the spam.   In the main section for our account is the place you update your information and I saw an email address that was very old.   I had thought I deleted this email address a long time ago and wondered why this old email address was a contact at all for our main account.   When I logged into that email address there were hundreds and hundreds of emails from porn sites and responses from Craigslists that my husband had been on.   My husband last year in March 2010 was responding to ads to casual "dates" online.   While we were married!   But it seems he never opened these emails to actually do anything about it.   Seems he was looking but then decided he did not want to go too far?   At any case I wasn't too shocked but still so dissapointed that you know how you feel when someone dies?  I know that Jesus says that we must forgive people to be forgiven right?   Well how do you deal with someone who is sneaky and then lies and covers it up?    And they are the closest person to you that seems to keep betraying you?    

Well I ignored him for a day and then I got the courage and told my husband if he did not repent of his sins (like Dr. Owour said to the country of Uganda) that the Lord was going to deal with him.   I told him it was my responsibility to forgive him, but that he cannot continue to use God's grace to say "sorry" only when caught and not be sincere to repent.   Repentance is totally falling on the floor, crying in agony of one's sins and never going back to them.   Yes we may stumble on smaller issues, but the ones that keep you in bondage to the devil, well these are the ones that are the road to hell.   I told him that judgment is coming and if he wanted the Lord to protect his job, his money, his physical being, that he needed to really change this time and not give me this "I'm sorry I'm caught" kind of half-sincere apology.   I told him that his behavior is like a dog going back to his vomit.  

I am telling you guys that the Lord is done with men looking online at porn....He is done with people sleeping around....He is done with betrayal in marriages.....and He is done with people using the internet and their phones to have big "blackbooks" telling people that they are the only one when there is hundreds of people they are sexting with.

That Saturday night I stayed up until 5:00 a.m. just staring at the computer.   I went downstairs and got on the couch and started praying to the Lord to send the rapture.  I finally went to sleep and woke up and my son told me that he had a dream.   He dreamed that the abominable snowman started singing "have a holly jolly Christmas, it's the best time of the year" and then he asked me "when is the rapture going to happen" in a baby voice.   I could not answer the question because I did not know.   Then the big white bear that my son has proclaimed "Look, it is God Almighty!"  Then my son said in the dream that Jesus showed up and His eyes turned to the bluest water.   A tear dropped out of Jesus eye and Jesus said "Now!"   And we were raptured!

I had always told my son that I could not wait until Heaven to be with all the little babies that have never had Christmas and that I would love to give them presents from under the tree.   I would also love to give them dolls and stuffed animals.    I believe my son's dream of the dolls proclaiming the rapture in the dream were the same dolls and stuffed animals that the children were carrying in my dream to escape the fires of the tribulation.  

For those of you who are born again, please forgive and get rid of all anger and bitterness in your heart.   Even if you are like me and the closest person to you is constantly bringing you the most excruciating emotional pain, you have to forgive.   Don't let the devil steal your crown.....Be like the church of Philadelphia.  

In any case, we are passing the wheat harvest and going into the grape harvest so I do not know what specific harvest the bride is, but I do have to say that I believe Pentecost was a sifting period for the Bride!    Harvest seasons:  http://www.gci.org/law/festivals/harvest