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I was in a building. It reminded me of college dorms or apartments, that were stories high. The one I was in was a few stories high. I was on the second floor Some how I got a vision of what was about to happen there and I saw a huge flood coming extremely fast and within hours maybe 2 hrs and I told the ones in my room or house to get prepared for water that would be high and almost pass our window on the second floor. Then I looked out the window and I believe mom was on the side of me and i told her look out how the Water is. Out the window across from the building we were in was like the mermentau river and all the water was pretty much sucked out not all but most and in there since we were up high and can see what was under the little water in there I saw what was a dinosaur head skull laying on its side I pointed it to mom. I said see how low this water is it’s like it’s alll been sucked out and I was exposing to her how when all the water has been pulled back like a sling shot that it’s was about to be let go and all that water plus was about to take over and flood this place. I went down to the bottom floor and told them you have a bout 30-1hr maybe before this level is under water so get what you absolutely need and hurry to higher ground. When I got back up and looked out i could see the water coming. I don’t believe at first it was truly coming but more like I knew it was within one of starting. I went back down to tell people and about the water and they had less time then I originally said it was coming and to hurry up now bc it will be quicker than expected. We started going back up this time people were actually coming with me. The water started and it came fast and was right below our second floor window. Of course not everyone from the first floor came up or listened.

I had a vivid early morning dream. At times, my view would zoom in close; other times, I saw from a wide, top-down perspective—like watching a strategic operation unfold from above. The dream began with a striking view of a group of elite, specialized soldiers—about 5 to 8 of them. They were a highly trained unit, personally chosen by their Commander-in-Chief. Their loyalty, discipline, and unwavering commitment to their mission were unmistakable. They had fought together through many hard-won battles and had developed a deep bond rooted in honor and trust. They were running across a wide, open war field, leaving behind a battleground they had just conquered. It was clear that this unit had taken much ground together over time. Though the war still raged around them, they moved with urgency and perfect formation. Scene 2: The Storm and the Fence Then the terrain shifted. Heavy rain poured in sheets from the sky, making visibility low. The ground turned into thick, slippery mud. Despite the storm, the unit stayed in harmony, never breaking stride. Eventually, they came to a gray chain-link fence—standing strangely alone in the open landscape. It clearly marked the next phase of their mission, and they were under direct orders to reach it. Their gear was soaked, their fatigues caked in mud. At the base of the fence, centered like a marker, were two shovels—placed intentionally, as if by command. Without pause, they began to dig under the fence. Each man took a turn, one digging until spent, then handing off to the next. Their goal was precise: create openings wide enough for two soldiers to slide beneath and press ahead toward a large white building visible on the other side. Scene 3: The Waiting Soldiers Once the holes were ready, two were chosen to go. They slid under the fence and ran toward the building while the others waited, huddled near the opening, still alert and battle-ready. It was then that I was shown something deeper. Each soldier in this unit carried a unique calling and specialized skill. One might be an expert in communication, another in field medicine, another in navigation or demolitions, another in intelligence or surveillance. No single soldier had it all—but together, they formed a force capable of extraordinary things. Every gift, every assignment mattered. They were more than warriors; they were a finely tuned body in motion. Scene 4: Inside the Building Inside the white building, the two soldiers were now clean and dry, standing side by side at a window. They sipped something warm—maybe tea or cocoa. Their demeanor had shifted. While their teammates remained outside in the storm, these two were at ease. Calm. Comfortable. They had forgotten the mission. Forgotten the others. Forgotten the urgency. They were half-hearted. This building had been chosen beforehand as a transitional space—a place to regroup, refocus, and prepare for the next advance. The two inside were never meant to stay. They were to make a way for the rest to move forward and get in the building. But they had grown content and detached. Scene 5: The Greater Assignment The final scene zoomed out beyond the white building. What I saw was a vast, wide-open territory still waiting to be taken. The mission wasn’t over. The building was just a checkpoint. The half-heartedness of the two risked compromising not only their comrades, but the fulfillment of a much greater Kingdom-level assignment.

I’m at home in my bed when I then suddenly get out of the bed walk into my living room and as I’m doing this, everything feels so real my stepson and his oldest brother are occupied in the living room but at the time that it was maybe like 3 AM I’m questioning them. Hey you know you shouldn’t be up it’s time to go to bed as I’m speaking it. I know that it was a distraction because as I’m talking to them my front door knob is twisting When I’m then, realizing everybody that should be inside of my house is already inside of the house the door is locked. There’s an intruder trying to get in. I look out of the people and it’s my sister on my dad side and my dad looking at me and the people but something wasn’t right about them. It was almost like they were cloned so instead of opening the door, I started to bang at the door, which made them step back I immediately ran into my room, grabbed my phone and proceeded to call my dad who was at my door, but when he answered, he was laying in his bed afraid frightened startled. I woke my husband up. I tried to wake him up. He wouldn’t budge and I’m telling him. Hey, my dad is at at home in the bed, but he’s at the door and I’m realizing they are who they say they are so I go to grab my gun the dream transitions over to my husband and I running through a parking garage and while we’re running into this parking garage, there’s a man with his body hanging out the back of a car he’s asking for help, but my husband’s like no we gotta go. We can’t help him during this time. My husband has a lot of blood on his hands. He’s wiping get on his clothes. He’s constantly like wiping it on his clothes as we’re leaving out of this parking garage as we’re leaving. I’m looking down at his hand and split on his clothes and there’s a Bible on the floor. We just walked past it. We never picked it up or anything fast-forward the dream. I’m in the car with my husband, he gets out of the car on the passenger side and leaves the door open. We’re around the entire car there are people like zombies, just walking in circles around the car. Someone was so desperate to get in. They knew that they had no control over their body that they just tilted they would eventually just fall in as one of the ladies fell inside of the car. I pushed her out with discuss as I’m pushing her out loudly. I hear my pastor’s name in my dream and then my husband woke me up.

This was my dream about three years ago. I was trying to get on top of this mountain, and there was many hills to climb up, and I couldn’t climb them, and my son kept pushing me up to the next level. I finally reached to the top. I saw this car and it had pulled up beside me and it had doors that was they would go on top of the vehicle and it was a red like a very expensive Tesla or something and there was a man inside and I felt compelled to get in I did not know who it was. I know now it was Jesus as we started flying. Everything was so. Beautiful it was like we were in the promised land or maybe even in heaven. I think we were on earth because the man that was driving the car with Jesus and he kept talking about his father as we flew and everything was so beautiful. He just kept saying my father made this and my father made that and like I said I did not know who he was that was a scary part and then we flew up to on top of the mountain, and he presented me a ring. It was like a signet ring with an eagle on it. and like I said I did not know who he was that was a scary part and then we flew up to on top of the mountain and he presented me a ring. It was like a signet ring with a eagle on it and I told him I couldn’t take it. The reason why I felt like I couldn’t because I didn’t know him. I got out of the vehicle and God, the father, which I did not know who he was he was sitting on a bench overlooking the world. it was beautiful and he pointed to all the things about the Son. My son did this and my son that and then my husband Kirk came out and he said hello Gray and I said why did you call him that that was disrespectful and then Kirk turned around and left and he also offered me a ring with a eagle on it, but it was a soaring eagle and like I said, I did not know who he was until the I left!!

5/26/26, 4:56 am Last night before going to sleep I asked God for dreams to show me something in the spirit realm... Anything He wanted to show me... The dream I had was about "masking personalities and swapping destines" or something like that... I remember seeing Duke there (my daughter's younger brother, from another mother that I helped raise his first few years of life), or having swapped into his personality or something... The dream was intensely vivid, but all over the place and a little confusing... It was more like being in the spirit realm than just a dream message... There were multiple parts to the dream, but it was like jumping from portal to portal in the dream... The first part with masking personalities was like, being in a family at someone's house... In order to be in the family we did some kind of personality spirit swap. It was more than just masking but that's how it started until we/our spirits literally transitioned into the other person's body... I was in one of the other child siblings' bodies... There were evil people in the family that we were trying to hide from and protect ourselves by swapping identities. It's how we kept the evil people from identifying us and finding us, from locating us. Then we needed to swap back into ourselves and it was like we became stuck in these other vessels, but it was killing our spirit... We were slowly suffocating inside that person's body until our spirits were dead and we fully embodied this other person ... Kind of like in the movie Ghost. The way we got out of this body was by remembering something genuine about who we were before we swapped or jumped into the other person's body. We had to remember something specific about our original personality and say it out loud and enact it... I specifically kept remembering D'Ana's younger brother Duke and myself... I remembered I was a fun quirky girl, unbothered by people... He started to remember he was a sweet and kind little boy full of light and love. Then we started swapping into our own bodies again... But the dream was extremely jerky... As if I was literally gasping for air in my sleep as I was being transported from body to body trying to find my own as I watched this family scene from multiple other people's bodies... Then I was in some sort of a fight scene but it was more mystical or fantastical. Like I was roaming the streets of some other world and there were lions and wolves roaming about. As well as these ninja type looking guys that were looking for a fight. No matter who I walked by everyone or every animal wanted to fight. But I knew what was coming before it happened, so I was able to see in the spirit the move or strike that was coming next each time and I was able to block it or counter act it. At one point there was 1 lion that saw me and came to attack me. Somehow instead of running I was ready to face it, even if I was going to be wounded by it. I had a knife in my hand and I fought off each of its paw strikes that it tried to slash me with. It backed off but then a group of lions came to attack me. The first one was all scrawny, thin, dried out, slightly discolored or dark, moved slow. The next group of lions were still scrawny but were bright blond colored, almost like a glowing white color. They all came at once and somehow instead of being over taken out eaten by them I fought them all off in hand-to- paw combat until they got tired of me and left. The whole dream was like that. Everything or everyone that came to fight me couldn't win. I didn't necessarily beat them to a pulp, but I out lasted them and countered everyone of their attacks, until they got weary and left me alone. Then I woke up.

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