Going Higher
Debbie Charles
Chesterfield, Missouri USA
Dream from September 2004
I have had this dream fresh in my thoughts for several years now, as there are, I believe many layers to it. Some which are just now making sense as I read other articles posted on this website.
I am sleeping on my couch and in the dream I am standing in front of a huge city at the end of a large bridge that looks like the Brooklyn Bridge in NYC, but I am not sure. All of the sudden the city and bridge become bright white and I look down because I notice a large ring around my waist, the size of a hula hoop and yet it has a kind of florescent glow to it. Immediately I begin rising up into the air at a rate so fast that the circle around my waist is twisted it appears into a figure 8 so that I am in one circle of the eight and the other circle of the eight is empty. I assumed this was to hold me in tighter because I am going so fast that I feel nauseous even in my sleep. I am now at the distance from the earth that you would be if you were perhaps in the space station. I can see the curvature of the earth and it is dead silent and warm. I feel peaceful and I sense the presence of God over my left shoulder. I don't see His face, but I ask Him "God, am I dying?" He answers to me right away "No, you're just going higher!"
I woke up immediately after that and my stomach was so tight and so queasy as if I had actually been catapulted out of my sleep and into the heavens. It took me about 10-15 minutes to feel normal again. This dream has meant so much to me as I have read many other articles from believers using the phrase "God is taking us higher or wants us to go higher" etc. and many variations of that. At first I thought the 8 meant something to do with 2008 as I went through some serious medical issues (pre-cancer in two places in my body) and thought this dream was to let me know that I might think I was dying in 2008, but I was not, I was only going higher. But, here we are in 2009 and the phrase "going higher" is rampant. In the manchild articles it really struck me because there seems to be spoken about an immediate change that will occur in us and this dream began to make more sense. 8 is the number of new beginnings and is very significant throughout the whole Bible. There were 8 saved in the flood, King David was Jesse's eighth son, In Ezekiel 40 where Ezekiel sees the New City, The New Temple vs. 31,34,37 and 41 talks about the 8 steps on each side of the courtyard going up to the temple. Vs.41 talks about 8 tables used for sacrifices. Also, the 8th day was the day of circumcision etc. So, the number and that I saw a bright white city has a greater significance than first thought. I would love to hear others' interpretation as well. The bridge is obviously significant of a crossing over and the speed at which I shot up was immeasurable. I believe this dream now to be for the true believers, not just for me. He just let me know I was part of what He is doing in His bride at this time and I was humbled.
Dream from December 2005
Matthew 11:25 At that time Jesus answered and said, "I thank you Father, Lord of heaven and earth, that You have hidden these things from the wise and prudent and have revealed them to babes."
My first grand-child was born in August of 2005...Olivia Grace. In December 2005 when she was 4 months old I had a dream that Olivia even though she was a baby could talk very clearly to me as if she was an adult. I walked into a room and she was propped up on pillows and she looked at me and said "There will be many floods". I asked her if Jesus was coming soon and if these were the end of days? She reluctantly answered "yes" as if to say "Yes, but only HE knows exactly WHEN". I then asked her if she was a prophet...Before I could even finish the question, she very clearly said "YES".
Although I had journaled this dream, it would not make sense I knew until years later perhaps...except the very next year we began having record world wide floods...and just a few of the things that the Lord has spoken through her even at her little age:
2 years old - Took a little dictionary (I guess she thought it was a Bible) off the bookshelf in the Living Room, opened it up and 3 times she said, "Back to the Bible, back to the Bible, back to the Bible."
2+ years old - Threw her hands up in the air and said, "Jesus goes up in the clouds."
3 years old - Loudly proclaims one day, "Jesus is coming to pick us up!"
3+ years old - Just walking into her bedroom one day says, "It's all about Jesus!"
The amazing thing, even though my daughter and son-in-law are believers they are hardly ever in church due to conflicting work schedules...Like Jesus said, HE has revealed these things to babes.
Word (One Word) From The Lord
Every Year for the last few years I ask the Lord what the word is that He has for me/us this year. This last January I asked Him and before I could even finish the question, "Lord, what is your word for this year?" He very quickly answered "LISTEN". I know now this is a word for all of us that He wanted me to share. I have heard it over and over again this year so far and I know you have as well. With all the conflicting information and bad news out there right now, He wants His voice to be the voice we listen to, the voice we hear. His voice is our comfort in this time, His voice is our peace, our guide, our compass....LISTEN...it is a still small voice.
Vision From 2007-2008
I travel for a living and many times the last couple of years I have flown in and out of Washington, DC. I cannot give you the exact date that this vision began occurring, but it was a recurrent and changing vision as I will describe here.
Early in 2007 I began to see an aerial view over DC of the biggest hurricane I have ever seen. In the middle (centered) in the hurricane was the word: T R U T H in large RED letters. I saw this vision many times and somehow I knew in my vision that the RED in the word truth represented blood. I did not know what blood, but I am sure in our history, there are many possibilities. Over a period of time when I looked at the hurricane, the word truth was no longer red, but it looked like hollowed out block letters as if the red of the blood had come up before the Lord. This is just what came into my spirit. As I continued to see the vision, each time I was a little closer in proximity to the hurricane until one time it was as if my nose was pressed up against the word truth and I could not get any closer. It was as if it was under the microscope of God...that truth would come out and be revealed by Him. The visions stopped before the election in 2008. I still fly in and out of DC quite regularly and know that HE IS IN CONTROL, no matter what it looks like to us at this time.
Another Dream of Martyrdom
Debbie Charles
Mr. Somers, Just wanted to comment on the dream you posted on the latest "What's New". My Dream of Martyrdom http://www.etpv.org/2009/mdofm.html
I had a very similar dream to yours a couple of years ago. I was in a school building, like a large multipurpose room with little (child size) pew looking benches with high backs that people were sitting in and lined up to be shot. The reason was that they/we were telling too much truth, and we needed to be stopped. The shooter (with a pistol) would look at our life file in a large file drawer when it was our turn to be shot and removed a white 1" dot from the top of the file which was then placed on the forehead of each person that was to be shot. They were to sit in the "small pew" when it was their turn and be shot point blank on that white dot (in the middle of their forehead). The shooter was in a dark suit, appearing to be on official business, not a terrorist type, more like a government official. I never saw his face. I noticed I no longer was sitting on the bench even though it was my turn to be shot. I was now standing behind the shooter to his right and he was getting ready to pull my file out. When he did, I heard a voice inside me tell me to "Run. You still have more truth to tell!" I began to run at a speed I would guess was about 60 miles an hour and they tried to run after me, but I was gone in an instant, running through woods with no exhaustion whatsoever. I came to a cabin in the woods and saw a friend of my huddled in the kitchen on her cell phone trying to call for help. I told her they would be after us. Immediately they broke down the door and I knew they had found us because of her cell phone signal. I had an awareness that they would catch her, not me. END OF DREAM.
Debbie Charles
St. Louis, MO