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Date:         Tue, 6 Oct 1992 09:04:45 EDT
From:         Bernice Tennant <U1A9A@WVNVM.BITNET>
Subject:      Re: Prpohetic Dreams, Spiritual Warfare In Dreams

Carl,

Something weird happened to me.  I was really low at the time.  I had been
moved from a job as a typing clerk that I loved (but complained about) and
was moved into a promotion that I absolutely hated.  I was so miserable and
depressed that I even contemplated stupid things to get away from my life. I
knew Jesus at the time and I kept asking God, Why?  The answer was a long time
or at least it seemed like a long time coming.  All at once, I heard a voice
(but it was in my head) that told me to tell my boss to spend time with his
father.  My boss was a friend and fellow Christian but this was not something
that I felt comfortable with.  I said to myself something like "Berni--you have
lost it... I am not gonna do it"  He will think I am loonie toons!"  I wrestled
with this for days.  Again the voice came to me.  I could not resist the urge
to do this.  I asked for a conference with my boss.  I asked him if he believes
that God talks to us.  He of course said yes. I told him that against my better
judgement, I was going to tell him what I thought God was telling me.  I don't
know what he thought about my mental state because he knew I took the job under
pressure but said that the issue was one dear to him lately but that he thought
that his immediate family should come first.  I told him that I was not going
to tell him what to do but I was only the messenger.  If he didn't want to
listen, then I wouldn't blame him.  I believe he did spend some time with his
father and I am glad.  His father died shortly after that.  I thought I would
immediately get out of that job but that was another lesson I had to learn.  I
learned to rely solely upon the Lord and not upon myself or others.

Sometime after that, as some longtime people on this list already know, I had
alot of unfortunate things happen.  One of them was financial difficulties that
I had not been well enough prepared for and then a tree fell on us causing me
pain and fear and then another tree missing us by seconds and kept coming
boom, boom, boom, one hardship after another.  Some of my friends said that
God was trying to tell me something and that I was in spiritual danger.  I felt
so bad that God was trying to hurt me this way and then I got this feeling in
my heart that God loved me and that this was not God.  I prayed about it and
asked God that if this was a demon, or if he was mad at me, to let me know.
Several weeks later, I was in the house of a friends father at her wedding, and
the most unusual thing happened.  I had a vision (of all places just sitting in
their living room) of this ugly little masculine creature with its hands
pushing against a glass type wall or structure.  It was a picture and then in a
flash it was gone.  I thought about that later.  It was the weirdest thing.  I
wondered why my mind had pictured that funny looking little man.  He had a
large head for a short bulky body and his eyes were sorta large and his face
was sorta round but bumpy looking.  You know, sorta bulgy at the cheekbones and
he was (I don't know if you would describe him as a gnomeish kind of looking
character but) but he was definitely short, stocky and ugly and he was trying
to get at me.  This bothered me for days and then I realized that he was behind
the glass.  He could not hurt me.  I am protected.  And even if he does get out
and hurt me, he can only hurt my body.  He cannot take my soul unless I let go
of Jesus's hand and I have no intention of doing that.  The Lord is my Shepherd
and I shall not want...
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