The letters are awesome today.  I wanted to respond to all of you, but it is late and I am too too tired.

 

Back on August 14, I requested two days off this month - 22-23.  Wouldn't it be wonderful to be raptured on one of these days?!  I have thought about that and wondered if that was why I was led to take these days off.

 

Rapture letters - I have several stashed away - in my desk at work, in my purse, here in my house, in my glove box in the car.  I pray that all of my family members are Raptured.  All are Christians and we often talk about it. 

 

In one of my Rapture dreams, I had corralled them all safely in the "car" and we were headed out.  This was many years ago when I was a teenager.  I couldn't find my parents.  They are both deceased and are Christians.  They were awesome in life and continue to influence lives today. 

 

I do have a family member who is Hindu.  I pray God will speak to her in her dreams or a vision, whatever would cause her to accept Him.  She sees God as one of many from her culture. 

 

I think we would be remiss not to leave some missives behind.  I would rather err in the cause of good than to fail and miss the opportunity to witness.  I have heard the "restrainer" referred to as the Church and as the Holy Spirit.  I believe people can come to God (with Him nothing is impossible) during the Tribulation time, but I believe it will be much more difficult to find the straight and narrow way then.  It would be easier now while there are still committed Christians here to lead them and while the gathering together of Christians is still legal and open.  Soon and very soon, Christians all around the world will be meeting in secret and screening those who want to be part of their fellowship.

 

I have heard Christians muse about the world just after the rapture.  It will be lawless, violent, dark and very frightening.  I had dreams about that too and I certainly do not want to be here.

In that dream, they were looking at fat children as a possible meal.  It was a nightmare!!  There were dismembered bodies lying about.  There appeared to be noone to pick them and bury them.

 

As to setting a date, in one of my Rapture dreams, we were ascending and the landscape was the golden color of autumn.  In my dream, we were above the hills around Austin, TX.  It was cool but not uncomfortable and the hills were golden, not green, not brown and not burned.  It was nice enough for a motorcyclist to be out putt putting on the winding road.  I am not really into date setting and I am totally lost with all the mathematics that has been posted.  I figure the Lord will call me and I will go to Him.

 

I have read the views about The Antichrist.  I, honestly, don't know what to think.  I never would have thought about Al Gore being the Antichrist.  I would never have felt he was persuasive enough.  Now?  Well, he did the win the Peace Prize for nothing and, in my estimation, there were others who were more deserving and more heroic.  He must be pretty persuasive to those who are not watching and waiting.

 

I had a dream last night that was comforting.  We were in a worship service but it was totally different from any I have ever been in.  Some of us were reclining and others were seated.  While I was reclining, I was instructed to sing.  I did not know the song but I was able to sing it and seemed to instinctively know the music.  It was beautiful but I felt that I was inadequate. 

 

(I used to sing a lot - church services, weddings, funerals, Bible classes, and even on live radio.  In recent years, due to GERD and allergies, I have not felt my voice was reliable to sing in worship services as a worship leader.  I have missed being in choral music.  I love to sing in the "congressional choir".  Recently one of our worship leaders asked me if I would help them out and I told her to pray for healing of my vocal chords.  They are really a mess - swelling, inflamed and irritated.  My speaking voice is raspy.  I have never smoked!) 

 

Back to my dream - as I was singing, a young man dressed in blue scrubs appeared before me and placed his hands on either side of my face.  "Do you want to be healed?"  Of course, I said "yes".  He kissed me softly on the lips.  Nothing sensual about it.  Just a quick peck.  Then he was gone and my alarm soon woke me.  Have I felt different today?  A little bit.  My voice does not seem to be as raspy.  My throat has not felt sore.  This young man had on a blue surgeon's scrub cap but his dark hair was escaping from the edges.  He had dark eyes that held mine in their gaze.  He had no facial hair, no 5 o'clock shadow, no beard.  Could I have been Kissed by an Angel?  I hope so.

 

Demons - One night I felt the presence of a demon and I saw him hovering in a corner of my bedroom.  He was hideous and I was afraid to look upon him.  I turned my back to him and began to pray for protection and deliverance and the demon left.  Hard to describe.  He was just hideous in appearance, sharp toothed, drooling.  His legs were crossed and he was just sitting cross legged in the air watching me.