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Killing Machine Dream

Posted by Job on March 1, 2007

Genesis 37:6 – And he said unto them, Hear, I pray you, this dream which I have dreamed.

I was sitting in church; a moderately large sanctuary that seated about 2000, towards the center of the building. The choir was singing and the preacher’s sermon was imminent. Suddenly, the roof of the church was ripped off by a large beast. The form of the beast was like unto a praying mantis (slender and insect – like), it stood upon hind legs and had two long slender arms with claw – like hands, and it was exceedingly tall, towering above the church building. Further, the color of the beast was as new silver, shimmering and shining with an exceeding brightness like the edge of a sword held up to a bright light. Though the beast’s ripping off the roof revealed the bright daylight of a cloudless spring or summer mid -afternoon, the source of the beast’s brightness did not appear to be the sun’s reflection.The beast looked to be simultaneously living and mechanical, as it could have been a large robot, a gigantic insect, or some combination of both. It was immediately both beautiful, brilliant, awe – inspiring, and fantastic to behold because of its great size, power, and shining countenance, but also terrifying for the same reason; you felt compelled to both stare at it and avert your eyes from it. It was both too beautiful to look away from and too horrible to see AND too beautiful to look at but too horrid to ignore. Yet, no one was able to get a grasp of the exact visual image, nature, or context of it. For one, the creature was so gigantic and radiant that it was impossible to take it all in without spending quite some time looking at it. But no one had nearly so much time, for when the creature tore the roof off the church, it instantly began slaughtering people at an exceedingly rapid rate. Fire came out of its mouth, and it also had swords, guns, and explosives.   The creature was standing at the front of the church, behind the choir stand and pulpit, when it ripped the roof off, and it started killing those closest to it. The choir and the ministers and officers in the pulpit died instantly, having absolutely no chance or time to react. As there was a space of separation between the pulpit and audience, those sitting near the very front and center of the congregation had an instant to react, but not to get away.  Only those sitting on either side of the center or from the middle of the congregation on back had any type of chance, and even that was not a good one. To get away, one not only had to be sitting in the right place but to take immediate decisive action. 

If you were captivated by the beast’s beauty, brilliance, awesome strength, and killing efficiency and hence tarried, you died. If you were blinded by the beast’s shine or by the fire or exploding bombs, you died. If you were attracted to the beast in any way, you died. If you were paralyzed by fear of the beast even for a second, you died. If you took regard of any of the victims, to see if they died or how long it took them to die or the manner in which they died, you soon joined them. If you tried to save someone else save picking up a small child that was in your lap or arms or immediately next to you or even took a second to consider it, you died. If you had a moment’s hesitation or indecision about which way to get out, you died. If you for some reason tried to get out through the window, started running one way and then another, or just ran around with no purpose out of fear, panic, mindlessness, anxiety, personal conflict, or stress, you died. If you tripped, slipped, stumbled, or even shook, you died. If you closed your eyes or put your hands to your face, nose, ears, chest, or hips to try to shield yourself in some way, you died. And if you instinctively ran to the nearest or usual front exit TOWARDS the beast rather than the side or rear exit AWAY from the beast, you died.  I was sitting in the middle aisle of the congregation about halfway between the front and back, a little closer to the front than to the back. I immediately ran to the back exit, making it out of the building. No one sitting around me did. As a matter of fact, out of the thousands of people in the congregation, only a few dozen even made it outside. But it was not over then. After slaughtering the people in the church, the monster started on the people outside. I was already fleeing to my car, which was parked in a back lot a good bit away. Now the back lot was actually behind the front of building, where the beast had ripped off the roof and began killing people. Now, while running that direction when you were INSIDE the church was certain death because you were running TOWARDS the beast as it was moving from front to back, by the time we were outside you were running AWAY from the beast as he had already gone from the front of the building to the back to take care of the congregation, and was coming from the back to the front to kill the people outside. The people who parked near to the church made it out of the building only to die as they were running towards their cars.  

So, the same rules that governed life or death inside the building were in effect outside of it. If you had parked your car in the wrong area, you died. If you did not remember where your car was, you died. If you took too long to enter your car and drive away, you died. And of course if you hesitated, stumbled, paused to pant and catch your breath, succumbed to panic or fear, regarded the fate of others (outside of a single small child or two that you could carry in your arms), or was trying to carry too many things, you died. And any attempt to look at or comprehend the monster meant death. I was running as fast as I could, and everyone behind me died; only a few ladies running alongside or ahead of me made it to their cars as far as I could tell.Once I got to my car and opened its door, I finally actually had a brief instant to pause, about the same amount of time that there was between the monster’s tearing the roof of the church and starting to kill. In that instant, I thought about my family and friends who were in that church, and felt the temptation to wonder about their fate, and the beginnings of being tempted to try to figure out a way to rescue them. Where before I felt no emotion or had no thought process other than a determination to get away as fast as I could, I also felt the beginnings of grief, fear, and even guilt for escaping when so many others had not. I also wanted to look back at the creature one more time. But immediately I renounced – even angrily rejected – those thoughts, rededicated myself to my escape, and redoubled my efforts. I started the car and drove onto the street away as fast as I could. I was not minding the fates of others, nor was I even taking notice of whether the beast was still chasing people who had gotten into their cars and made it out of the parking lot onto the street and out of the church’s general vicinity, let alone how many made it out. However, in the course of my driving I did recognize a couple of cars driven by women from the church immediately in front of me and one immediately behind me, and we were all driving in straight lines as fast as we could go (though we were not the only cars on the road).

About a mile or two away from the church with the monster no longer in sight or sound and with no evidence of it either still pursuing or being able to overtake or threaten us (although none of us took any chances; we were still going as fast as we could go!) I finally took the time and effort to relax a bit; to let go of ever so little of the stress and drive that I had acquired in order to escape, just enough to feel happiness over my escape. I even allowed myself to feel happiness over the three women driving the cars that escaped plus whatever children that they carried with them or whoever had jumped into cars with them (there had not been any time to adhere to the seatbelt or child safety restraint laws, or to limit whoever you were riding with or who rode with you to people that you knew or had your permission, and of course no time to wait on anyone) and hope that others had escaped also. Not long after, I woke up.  I was terribly disturbed, horrified. Not only was it the most frightening dream of my life, the dream was the most frightening EXPERIENCE of my life. It was also the most stressful and anxious dream and experience of my life. There was the fear of dying, the fear of the bombs, guns, fire, and knives, the fear of seeing people die around me, the fear that I would not get away, and the stress and anxiety of my escape. I was shaking, shuddering, and a total case of nerves for a good while after waking up. Yet, none of that put together came anywhere near my complete and total fear of the beast itself. Despite is beauty, power, and brilliance, the beast seemed to represent or contain evil, fear, and death itself. I had this great terror and aversion to it – and yet in a very small but definitely so very real way also an attraction to it, and not because of how it looked or what it was doing, but rather because of what it was, what was in it, and what it represented. However, I had to repress all of my emotions and desired, natural, or reflexive actions toward it – including my conflict over being both repelled to it and attracted by it – in order to JUST BARELY ESCAPE. I did not even have anything resembling time to try to sort out, analyze, or see what it was that had me so fearful and anxious but yet curious, repelled but yet attracted, or think about what were the implications of my feelings in reference to myself or the monster. However, many others failed to repress and detach their thoughts and emotions concerning the beast – or failed to well or quickly enough – and they all paid with their lives. 

One of the things that has always made me curious: why were the only people that I saw escape women? I had the feeling that others escaped that I did not see; those who perhaps parked in a different area and drove away from the beast in a different direction (there were options; I took one without thinking or deciding). There may have even been male passengers in the three cars being driven by the women that I did see.  But the only people that I SAW escaping was the three women that were driving the cars: two in front and two in back.  I had this dream 14 years ago in college while I was running away from God, Jesus, and the Holy Spirit. I dare say that it has been influential to my life even as I have wondered about its meaning. However, I have begun to associate this dream with the following Bible verse: Matthew 24: 15-18 “When ye therefore shall see the abomination of desolation, spoken of by Daniel the prophet, stand in the holy place, (whoso readeth, let him understand:) Then let them which be in Judaea flee into the mountains: Let him which is on the housetop not come down to take any thing out of his house: Neither let him which is in the field return back to take his clothes.” 

Now the church in this dream was the same church that I grew up in: an ungodly church! Something to consider.  Prayer:Father God in the name of Christ Jesus, please open the eyes of those who reject the rapture, and thank you that such people will be saved by your rapturing of the saints whether they believe or not. Moreover Lord, may more and more people be saved through Christ, and may your Believers, rapture adherers or not, evangelize in Christ’s Name with Your Holy Spirit In the Name of Jesus Christ, amen! 

Deliverance:The demons that work in this area are false doctrine, false teaching, and unbelief. Please read the Basic Spiritual Warfare guide to learn more about how to go against these demons to help set captives free and win battles in the name of your God through the power, authority, and victory given to you by his Son Jesus Christ and by his blood shed for you!


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