Approx time of dream between 1:00am -1:30am, 20 April 2014
I am not a person who usually dream big dreams or have visions where I dream about things to happen. It was like any other night. But I just had one if those strangest and terrifying dream.
Okay, just some things that happened before the dream. At around 11:00 PM, I was woken by the sound of a vehicle speeding down the slope of the building where we live, and my room is just one floor above the road. And seconds later, I heard the sound of a crash. I woke up. I tried to look from my grilled window, but I could not see anything. It was still dark. I woke up and went for my needs, meantime my boys were still watching IPL, KKR vs. DD. There was just 6 runs from 4, deliveries needed to win by DD. Just then Duminy hit a six to finish of the match. DD won by 4 wickets. Okay, some boys left the hostel without permission and didn't report that evening. I just enquired whether their friends returned or not. It was negative. And also asked them whether they have heard the sound of the crash. Even that they said they didn't hear.... I guess they were so much into the game of cricket. Anyway, it was around 11:30 pm and the match was over. I went to my bed and slept again.
Now my dream... I guess it took place in our hostel, but the place was quite unfamiliar. I was with my boys and some others. It was as though we came from the Worship Night organised by Sinai Ministry. There was a talk going around that something like an Antichrist was on the move simultaneously with the event. While people were turning to God in this event, somewhere in the town itself somebody (a man) was moving around converting them to Satan's followers, and he had such great power and urgency and started to carry out his work so quickly. It so happened that 'he' along with some members reached the place where we live. His followers (who were also Nagas) came up to our place and started creating fear. I went near them praying out loud using the Name of Jesus, rebuking the evil spirits inside them. What I did was, I placed my index and middle fingers over their foreheads and pressed them. Meantime I prayer in Jesus Name, and saying there is Victory in the blood of Jesus (I don't watch those gory horror flicks but something like what use to happen in the movies). What happened was, their skins burned and moments later they became normal and quiet (maybe be they were delivered and converted back). After I did that, I heard people talking about the praise and worship event, where it seems there are people in the programme who are not yet delivered, and the Satan was working his way out to take them away. And I heard from my boys that the main person responsible was approaching to my place. The main door was open. We were anticipating him to appear, meanwhile we were still praying for the rest. Just then, the man appeared. He tried to enter our room but we kept on praying and claiming victory in the blood of Christ. So he could not enter. He still made efforts to enter. I went near him and shouted in a loud voice, these people belongs to Christ. You have no right to be here! I command you in the name of Jesus, with the blood of Christ smeared in my hands, I pushed him away. He also tried to force himself in. But my prayers in Jesus' name was to powerful for him that he could not enter the place. He stood there outside helpless. Moments later he left. We all rejoiced at what just happened. After a while, I heard from my boys that four people on the streets have been already converted and taken away by the evil man. So we all went out to the streets and started praying for the people. And I happened to call one of my senior mission worker at Impur named Bendangsunep. I guess it was just a symbolic name. In simple English, it would mean "giving peace/assurance to others or strangers or unbelievers". He received my call and I narrated what just happened to him. I believe it was Jesus to whom I was talking to.
I am also not quite sure what this dream means. Maybe it is God revealing to me the great sacrifice that His only son had made for us and we need to believe in Him to have peace and assurance of our salvation. It could be even related to the ongoing worship event Gloria Patri. I believe many are blessed and might have come to a personal encounter with the Father. But I am sure there are others who are opposed to this. Maybe some of us attending it might not have experienced the assurance of salvation. Or it might be concerning the Easter Sunday. Jesus rose from the death. The curse of sin is broken. He is alive to give us assurance of salvation and eternal peace. "That those whoever believe in Him shall not perish but have everlasting life." John 3:16. But whoever neglect His word already stands condemned and Satan will take over their lives.
I hope and believe that this Easter we will find out the meaning and purpose of Christ's ministry, death and resurrection.
I am not a person who usually dream big dreams or have visions where I dream about things to happen. It was like any other night. But I just had one if those strangest and terrifying dream.
Okay, just some things that happened before the dream. At around 11:00 PM, I was woken by the sound of a vehicle speeding down the slope of the building where we live, and my room is just one floor above the road. And seconds later, I heard the sound of a crash. I woke up. I tried to look from my grilled window, but I could not see anything. It was still dark. I woke up and went for my needs, meantime my boys were still watching IPL, KKR vs. DD. There was just 6 runs from 4, deliveries needed to win by DD. Just then Duminy hit a six to finish of the match. DD won by 4 wickets. Okay, some boys left the hostel without permission and didn't report that evening. I just enquired whether their friends returned or not. It was negative. And also asked them whether they have heard the sound of the crash. Even that they said they didn't hear.... I guess they were so much into the game of cricket. Anyway, it was around 11:30 pm and the match was over. I went to my bed and slept again.
Now my dream... I guess it took place in our hostel, but the place was quite unfamiliar. I was with my boys and some others. It was as though we came from the Worship Night organised by Sinai Ministry. There was a talk going around that something like an Antichrist was on the move simultaneously with the event. While people were turning to God in this event, somewhere in the town itself somebody (a man) was moving around converting them to Satan's followers, and he had such great power and urgency and started to carry out his work so quickly. It so happened that 'he' along with some members reached the place where we live. His followers (who were also Nagas) came up to our place and started creating fear. I went near them praying out loud using the Name of Jesus, rebuking the evil spirits inside them. What I did was, I placed my index and middle fingers over their foreheads and pressed them. Meantime I prayer in Jesus Name, and saying there is Victory in the blood of Jesus (I don't watch those gory horror flicks but something like what use to happen in the movies). What happened was, their skins burned and moments later they became normal and quiet (maybe be they were delivered and converted back). After I did that, I heard people talking about the praise and worship event, where it seems there are people in the programme who are not yet delivered, and the Satan was working his way out to take them away. And I heard from my boys that the main person responsible was approaching to my place. The main door was open. We were anticipating him to appear, meanwhile we were still praying for the rest. Just then, the man appeared. He tried to enter our room but we kept on praying and claiming victory in the blood of Christ. So he could not enter. He still made efforts to enter. I went near him and shouted in a loud voice, these people belongs to Christ. You have no right to be here! I command you in the name of Jesus, with the blood of Christ smeared in my hands, I pushed him away. He also tried to force himself in. But my prayers in Jesus' name was to powerful for him that he could not enter the place. He stood there outside helpless. Moments later he left. We all rejoiced at what just happened. After a while, I heard from my boys that four people on the streets have been already converted and taken away by the evil man. So we all went out to the streets and started praying for the people. And I happened to call one of my senior mission worker at Impur named Bendangsunep. I guess it was just a symbolic name. In simple English, it would mean "giving peace/assurance to others or strangers or unbelievers". He received my call and I narrated what just happened to him. I believe it was Jesus to whom I was talking to.
I am also not quite sure what this dream means. Maybe it is God revealing to me the great sacrifice that His only son had made for us and we need to believe in Him to have peace and assurance of our salvation. It could be even related to the ongoing worship event Gloria Patri. I believe many are blessed and might have come to a personal encounter with the Father. But I am sure there are others who are opposed to this. Maybe some of us attending it might not have experienced the assurance of salvation. Or it might be concerning the Easter Sunday. Jesus rose from the death. The curse of sin is broken. He is alive to give us assurance of salvation and eternal peace. "That those whoever believe in Him shall not perish but have everlasting life." John 3:16. But whoever neglect His word already stands condemned and Satan will take over their lives.
I hope and believe that this Easter we will find out the meaning and purpose of Christ's ministry, death and resurrection.
PS. 1. The place where I live. The building we are staying is just behind the Pentecostal Church, Opp. to Immanuel College. It is situated just in the intersection where four roads meet. And my room is just one floor above the road where the intersection meets. (nothing to be scared of! He he. I sleep alone). You must have heard about tales about such location where many people passes through such intersections. It has become a routine and even normal to hear vehicles passing by after midnight. It is not a main road nor it leads to a big colony. Sometimes people still roam at wee hours and hears them chatting just outside.
2. Most of the time the Pentecostal believers cast out spirits while they pray.
3. My students (not the ones I have now) use to share experiences where they feel that somebody is pushing them (experienced by not just one) down making them difficult to breath... Stuffs like that. I am still wondering, why them and not me?,(I am not righteous, but its all because of God's grace). They stay just one floor above me, while I am supposed to be the one to experience them first. God be Praised. I would often go and pray for them. I would even carry the Bible and read scriptures and stand near the gate/shutter and pray for God's protection.
So far God has been so merciful to us. He has not allowed any kind of sickness, injuries, pain, sufferings, and deaths/suicides/murders etc. All Glory to God. "The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge." PS 18:2.
