My life has been a complicated mixture of various religions and with all that I've experienced, I know that I truly believe that in the end I will see Him in all of His majesty and He will wipe away all my tears and make me whole again. One needs to recognize that the Believer is the Church with One High Priest and it does matter about the name that is above all names in this world and in the world to come. When you reach 63 and you realize that your time is drawing near, you think about all of things that you should have done and didn't do and you try so hard to make up for it all and there is so little time - so little time in which to show God you deserve to have residence in that magical kingdom of which as Paul spoke of as "Paradise"
God began speaking to me in dreams since childhood. I was about 13 years old when I first had what I call a vision. In my dream I saw the most beautiful and loving face that I had ever seen and I knew this was the Jesus that I've heard about and worshiped in my earlier years. My childhood was not a normal one as I was more mature than most of the girls my age and actually loved being with my animals and nature more than I enjoyed the company of another classmates. Now in my vision, He spoke to me with His eyes and all I had to do was take in His thoughts. I really think that He was calling me to go with Him at that very moment. I turned around looking for my family but as our eyes met again, His message was, just you Betty - just you. Now I don't know whether it was my time to die or whether it was my time to say OK God - I'm yours and I will follow you all of the days of my life. But you see, no one can come between you and Him, not your family nor anyone else for that matter. His desire is for you to love Him with all of your heart, mind and soul. It is only then that you can fully experience the Love and Peace of God.
Matthew 10:37
He that loveth father or mother more than me is not worthy of me:
and he that loveth son or daughter more than me is not worthy of me.
In my second vision when I was about fifteen years old I saw the hand of God in our front yard and once again, eventhough no words were spoken I knew without a doubt it was an angel of the Lord or Jesus the Christ. All that I could see was how enormous His hand was and that it covered most of the front yard. All I know is that it was my second visitation and that He was only there to comfort me.
Psalm 20:6
Now I know that the LORD saveth his anointed; he will answer him from his holy heaven with the saving strength of his right hand
In about 1978, I had another dream/vision i n which I saw a rider on a white horse with the rider was carrying a bow. I knew that this was a reflection of the end times. The very next day I went to the book of Revelation (never reading it before) and stopped abruptly when I came to:
Revelation 6:1-2
Now I saw when the Lamb opened one of the seals; and I heard one of the four living creatures saying with a voice like thunder, “Come and see.” And I looked, and behold, a white horse. He who sat on it had a bow; and a crown was given to him, and he went out conquering and to conquer. How could I have known about the horse and the rider; but certainly how would I have known that he was carrying a bow? Once again I dismissed it as just another dream while in my subconscious mind, I knew that something significant was revealed to me with all of the similarity and sequence of my dreams.
I’ve seen a major earthquake in which the entire earth was shaking. The ground opened up, the mountains moved, and many were swallowed up in the process. Everyone and everything was chaotic and I sensed that this also was a glimpse into what is to come. In the book of Revelation, I read the very details of my dream. I was in awe for what I saw in my dream was exactly what the following scripture speaks of:
Revelation 16:18
And there were voices, and thunders, and lightings; and there was a great earthquake, such a mighty and great earthquake as was not since men were upon the earth.
Revelation 16:20
Then every island fled away, and the mountains were not found.. It was shortly after this vision that I knew that this powerful God of the Universe was allowing me to witness firsthand events which must soon take place .
One morning a few years later I was awakened by a loud sound (the sound of trumpets) early in the morning.. This dream had some credibility as the sound was so real. I knew, as I was waking up, this too was another message pointing to the end of time. It was a definite sound of one tone (several trumpets), that lasted about 5 seconds long. I could almost tell you what key it was in and it was so clear that I'd know it if I heard it again. Once again I found scripture to confirm what I had seen.
Revelation 8:6And the seven angels which had the seven trumpets prepared themselves to sound . . .In my final dream that occurred shortly before Wall Street fell, I can vividly remember every detail of that dream. Immediately, upon waking, I knew that this was once again no ordinary dream. I did tell Patrick, my youngest son, but I sensed that even though he acknowledged my comment out of respect, I could tell that he was hesitant to get involved in the discussion. This dream had had a significant impression on my life; and I feel that God was allowing me to have a glimpse of the numerous hardships that many were soon to face.
In my dream I was on the top of a hill and in front of a old fashioned white house with wood siding.. Down all around me, like a valley, were families and children; some standing, some sitting with others just lying on the ground. They were all without food and were desperate to feed their children. I looked behind me to see many trying to enter my house with some carrying out canned goods. This didn't seem to bother me. I saw God sweeping through the sky all above and around us from all directions displaying what seemed to be His wrath upon all mankind. Not knowing where I fit in, I simply observed all that was happening around me. Somehow, I felt no fear, but only wonder and awe at what I was witnessing and, all the time, wondering how it applied to me. Later I decided if anything, it was an assurance that in my lifetime I will witness firsthand famine all around me and that there will be multitudes of people that will be searching everywhere for something to soothe the emptiness of their stomachs. Somehow that experience has given me comfort as I think that it was His way of letting me know not be fear and that He would take care of me and my own when the time comes.
Only a few weeks following my dream the market begin to fail and many once secure families were experiencing the reality of the possibility of losing their jobs, their life's savings, their 401Ks, and their homes.. The comfort of feeling secure for many soon escalated to a heightened level of fear and uncertainty. All, too much happening too quickly for one person to digest and yet all I could think about was what I saw in my vision only days prior.
I cannot help but feel that something ominous is about to happen to all of us as the world has never been in such turmoil and unrest. There is a series of global indicators that seem to indicate we truly are truly in the last days and that the wrath of God is inevitable..
The good news is that God is with us all of the way - He will lead you out of your addiction, your pain, your depression and heal your broken heart. THERE IS ROOM AT THE CROSS FOR YOU
Never forget Gods loves you with a passion - All you have to do is Trust Him - That is what He wants....
This page was last updated: April 27, 2010
DEDICATED TO THE KING
Be still and know that I am God
Matthew 11:29
Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls.
Nothing is as real as a dream. The world can change around you, but your dream will not. Responsibilities need not erase it. Duties need not obscure it. Because the dream is within you, and no one can take it away. Author Unknown
YOU MAY BE WONDERING WHY I HAVEN'T SHARED MY VISIONS UNTIL NOW
Coming from a Catholic family, the Catholic doctrine kept us in Mass, but left us empty in the things of the spirit. My mother Jesse never set foot in the Catholic church but she had no problem with us filling in for her when it came to Sunday Mass. If I had shared at an early age the dreams and visions I had experienced, my family (brothers and sister) would have thought me either a few bricks short of the norm or simply rattling on just to get attention. And since I was the baby of the family and quite spoiled, I could have understoodl why.
They say that God never puts on us more than we can bare and I believe that when the time is right, He also gives us the wisdom and courage we need in which to share what He has decided it is time to share.
It becomes clearer to me each day why now is the appointed time for me to devulge all that I've seen . God chose the moment for my prophetic dreams and God will call the moment it is time to share with others. As for my life - He also will set the date and call the moment to reveal as He so wills.
The bottom line, my friends, is found in the following verse of scripture and I pray that you meditate on it.
Hosea 4:6 (New International Version)
My people are destroyed from lack of knowledge.
"Because you have rejected knowledge,
I also reject you as my priests;
because you have ignored the law of your God,
I also will ignore your children.
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