Not mandatory…micro-managed


12-NOV-2020 A vivid dream

It was this bank of sorts. Anyone who wanted access to the interior part of it—such as visiting someone who worked in that bank or going in to get access to something money related, had to have this vaccine shot thing. There were four to get before you were allowed to go, but I think it was all combined into a single shot.

There was this room at the entrance to the large bank building. It was sectioned off into all these rooms or wings. There were doctors and nurses, in white coats, to give this injection to each new batch of people. They were forced to get it if they wanted to go in. This included babies.  But I’m not sure …maybe it was also a place to get it done, not just for going into the money building.

My husband and I were going in. I wouldn’t normally have had to, but there was some reason, something I needed to be there for, so both he and I were in the room, or the part of the room that was sectioned off, to get it.

We were going on that day, to access something in room or account or something that was number 1111. (This was on the night of 11-11-2020)

Everyone in the room was very desperate. They knew there was a big risk that this shot would be something very bad and harmful to them. It seemed almost a spirit of prayer. And “they” allowed it, they let people feel that desperation and gave time for sober contemplation. But there was no other way, at all, that you’d be allowed to go in without it.

While waiting and feeling sobered and really not wanting this thing, not wanting to give place to having this done to me, I asked my husband, “Remind me again, why we are doing this?” He replied, “To have our livelihood” etc. So I gather that to have any access to funds at all, you had to have this injection.

So we entered this vaccination room, filled with people and the white coats, nurses, etc. We had to thoroughly “sanitize” our hands. I put this stuff on them and was lathering and rubbing and rubbing it in, but there was so much it was taking a while to get it all absorbed. It was thick and light brown. It was evaporating, but being absorbed. The injection couldn’t take place until the hand procedure was done. This gave me time to think and pray while waiting.

I was dressed in something very unusual. It was some cloth, the kind that baby diapers are often made of. But it was a big piece and it was white and wrapped around me. It just covered my breast and went down like a short dress, and I had some sort of tie around it to keep it on. (Like clean and white, not soiled.) It didn’t seem to be an issue what I was wearing. In fact, once it slipped off my bosoms, and oops, I had to put them back in. But as long as I was there to get the injection, no one was troubling me about anything.

I was so desperate in prayer, as it seemed unless a miracle happened, who knows what harm it would do to us. So I lifted up my arms in prayer and crying, and speaking in tongues. Again, no one cared or stopped me. The whole room was in a sober and desperate attitude, all praying in their heart at least.

There was a mother who had brought her twin babies in, and the babies were about to be jabbed.

“Oh, Heaven help! Heaven help us!” I said aloud, almost wishing my concern would stop it from happening, and at least my aloud verbal prayer would spare them whatever was to happen to them from it. I was horrified this was being done, and being forced on those babies.

That’s when I woke up. It didn’t happen to me yet.

I suppose you could choose to forsake it, I guess. I don’t know. In the dream, I had to be there for some legal reason, though I was unsure just why. I was just told I had to, and so I was there doing as I was told, along with everyone else.

(Jesus speaking: ) It’s coming. The mark of the beast is coming, and those who are sealed for the system get access to its banks, its information, its money system, and all it offers. There is lots in this dream that can alert you. So stay tuned to a sin-ema near you where all this will be at your service.

There was still choice in the dream, but you just had to choose what system you wanted access to. There was freedom, for those choosing to get it, while they waited for it.

It showed men and women, babies and all, to show that all types “great and small” are to receive the mark.  “Bound and free” were as those of you who were free to go or leave, but there were those working in the bank whose family had to come there to see them. “Rich or poor” was shown by your husband who had funds, and you who didn’t, but you still had to get it—or were compelled to.

To reach certain goals you will be compelled to do it their way. No other way but to do it.

But there is another way, the God way. (…more to be said and received…I’m sure.)

(Note: My husband told me today, 15th, that this country ordered 20 million COVID vaccines –it’s voluntary, but I know that *micromanaging makes it be compulsory. Like the choir head said everyone in the choir needed to get it before they could meet again and sing. Thankfully, the members of the choir objected and said that someone can’t force medicine on them, so choir head pulled back.)

*Where enough companies or shops can make it be their policy, and deny access if you don’t have it. Micromanaging makes anything “compulsory” without the government being blamed.

a vivid dream

with confirming prophecy

November 1/2020
(Jesus:) I wish to be your guide, your mentor, your shepherd. Come to Me as much as possible, for I am the Word of Life. I am the means of survival in the days that are about to begin; a wave of chaos, persecution, famine, and danger are almost upon the world. The evil men of this world, the high ranking puppets of the evil one are pushing the pawns and the goyim to a decision. They will not make this choice without a strong tactic, a hard push in the right direction.
This hard push is what is soon to come upon this world. I want you to be ready; I need you as a hot link to the heavenlies. In order for you to become this, you must dedicate your heart and mind to Me more
fully. I am more than ever asking My children to put away childish things, to not look at things or circumstances with the carnal mind. You must hear from Me more often and include Me in your everyday life more then you have been. Full possession is what I am asking. Say not that I am but a man, for I am in you and I am so much more. I am calling you a watchman, a centurion. I am asking you to stay at your post, to stand firm and gird up.
Today was indeed a special day. Today I am turning up the heat on all My children all around the world. Today is gear-up time, reboot time, next-level day. It’s time to pull up your socks and get on board, cause we’re moving out. This is the final call for march. Now you must pick up your game and move, or you really will get left behind. The days of darkness are coming faster than many choose to believe. The midnight hour is about to be rung, and many of My children seem to have set their clocks wrong. Well, I am calling. I have been calling, to those who will listen. They cannot say they have not been warned, or were deceived by the times. I indeed began to raise My bones in the year 2016, and those who would
hear began to rise and follow. It’s not that I didn’t call all My family, I did, and I am still calling, but many are not heeding the call. It will indeed come as a thief in the night to many. But I have warned you. I have faithfully called out My children and given them time to prepare, and many are preparing. Yet it will take time for them to explode. I have been working on their hearts and they are following Me, but still in a quiet way. The time will come when they will step forth to meet the foe head-on.
But now I see the need to heighten the intensity of all My children’s training. Today the call went out: the call to march, the call to head to higher ground, to the next training camp. I, Myself, am leading the
training from now on. All those who have been following thus far will feel the effects of this move. I have told you, I have made these things known unto you for you are My chosen band; you are My prophets in the wilderness. Your calling is great if you will follow. Come to Me for your daily routine training course. Come to Me in soberness and preparedness. I will instruct each of you personally, for this is the day of advanced personal combat. You, My elite troops, must be skilled to the maximum; therefore, I implore you to sign up with your personal trainer and really get hooked. Soon the world will be engulfed in darkness such as has never been seen before. Those who have heeded My checks, who
have followed My voice and obeyed My voice in these days will not be hit as hard by the initial gust.
They will have more safety and preparation time, as well as more opportunities to reach the lost. Those who have not heeded and obeyed may be stuck in the midst of a firefight or worse yet, killed early.
You who are a team must stay strong as a team, for what one does affects the rest of the team. Choices choices, these are also days of choices. Choose now before it’s too late. Would you want to be
responsible for the death of your team due to your own lack of preparedness? Alas, there will be much shame for those who would not give Me back the time I spent training them. Many tears will be shed.
But to you who would climb with Me, I say, prepare: learn to more fervently seek Me and include Me in all you do. Now is the day of receiving My Word straight from the source. This is your time to prepare,
use it wisely, I love you.

 

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