The Exposed Evening

So, it was a late evening in 1979 and I was at work.

I was working in Clearwater Florida about 40 miles from my home in St. Petersburg. I had chosen to work a night shift job so my husband could work a daytime job, so we could get ahead financially. It was an easy, fun position I worked at and I really enjoyed it. Being so young with two children it allowed me a bit of  freedom I still longed for as well. To get away a bit.

I was very good at my job  and was moved into a training position early on for all the new people we hired. It was more money and responsibility and I loved it.

I had considered going into management at this point with this company but thought to myself, this isn't what I want to do for my life work. So I was making decisions about what I really wanted to do with myself later in a career.
I had been there for about two years at this point and was thinking it may be time for a career change.
 

Often in my life the LORD had come to me to speak to me. Sometimes audibly and sometimes through very strong impressions on my heart.

So, on this particular night, as I was working early on in my shift, I kept hearing the LORD speak to me. It was a very strong impression I was receiving. More than once I heard him call my name. I stopped each time I heard HIS voice but wasn't sure why I was hearing it. Each time I heard HIM call me, there was then silence. HE (GOD) had never spoken to me in a work place situation before and I wondered if I was really hearing HIM or was it my imagination? (Later on in my life HE would speak to me again at work, but this was the first time, at this point)

Did HE (GOD) want me to go to an area where I was alone and sit and listen I wondered? So, I excused myself from my position and went into the main office area where there was no one around.
I locked the door and sat and waited on GOD.

I said to the LORD, "Yes, I know I heard you"! Then it happened, right there at work! HE spoke to me clearly, as if HE were standing right in front of me! I heard HIS voice.

I felt he was telling me to "GO HOME NOW". I wondered for a moment, really? Go home now? I felt as if HE also was implying  to leave this place permanently, literally at that very moment.  
My shift wasn't over for 6 hours yet. But again I felt HIM say to me strongly, "LEAVE HERE NOW, GO HOME"! With that, I laid down on the floor, Hands out in front of me, in a prayerful and worshipping kind of way and said to HIM, "OK, I'll quit and go home right now as you request"! I repented then for questioning HIM in this and thought to myself, something must be going on at home, The LORD wants me to leave this all behind, NOW!
I have to leave right now!

 

With that, I stood up, walked over to the box that held my time card and punched out. I went into the lobby where my boss was and handed him my apron and badge and said, "I'm leaving tonight permanently, right now actually, for good.  I'll be back at the end of the week to collect my paycheck".  My boss was floored! He said to me, "you can't leave here now, you have a shift to finish, I'm depending on you, your my best worker Teri"! I smiled at him and explained this conversation wasn't up for discussion. I thanked him for the position and all his kindness towards me, and I turned and headed to the parking lot and to my car. It was really kind of sad in a way! But I had to do as I felt the LORD instructed me, that was paramount!
 

Once in my car, I felt so strange, I asked GOD, why had HE  requested this of me? What is happening at home? Why now?
It didn't really matter though, If GOD say's to go home, I am going home! HE did not answer me, I was simply feeling the need now more than before to continue home.

I started my trek home praying all the way.

When I got a block from my home I literally heard the LORD say out loud, "SHUT YOUR LIGHTS OFF"!
"Really, I replied"?

OK, I said out loud, and I did just that. I shut the car lights off! That was weird, I know suspected something horrible was going on! I was kind of shaking, what was I going to find?
 

I pulled up in front of the house, and the house looked dark inside. I shut the car off, walked up to the house and opened the front door.
 

There on the couch to my great surprise, in my living room, in the dark ,was my neighbor friend and my husband. 
My neighbor was a sweet  girlfriend of mine!

I was absolutely shocked!

I had no idea at all what I was going to find! This girlfriend was such a sweet girl! I had always liked her so much.
"What is going on here I asked"?

She jumped up and apologized profusely over and over to me for being there alone with my husband in the dark, she begged me to forgive her, over and over, and she then ran out the front door crying. I was speechless.
The LORD wanted me to know what was happening!

 

It was the beginning of the end of my first marriage.

The next day, I told my husband that the LORD had spoken to me  when I was at work and demanded I come home, quit my job and go home now! I told him I knew nothing about this friend of mine and him. My husband knew that was true, it all had just started, there was no way I could have known.

He was freaked out, to say the least, as he knew that the LORD had often spoken to me many times in my life and was dumbfounded that the LORD literally exposed his and her behavior to me.

I had no idea that this affair was going on, none at all!

It made for an easy transition out of the marriage. It was hard on me and the children but it was somehow OK too.
The LORD later spoke to me audibly and said to me,
"I have removed your lover and friend", I found that amazing. HE did not call my husband at the time, "my husband", but just simply, my lover and friend. Oddly, that is always how I actually felt about my first husband. Like we were just great friends that took our relationship farther than it should have gone.
This was very perplexing to me. It went against everything I had believed in. Had I been taught wrong?

 

My point here in sharing this sad, true portion of my life is this, GOD will do what HE desires to do in our lives. If HE wants the truth to be seen, HE will expose it. Sometimes HE does it this way for us, sometimes HE doesn't. I am grateful for what HE has led me through in my life. Even if it was hard!

I am not a perfect person. Dear reader please don't think I'm painting myself out to be a saint, the LORD disciplines me as I need it too. I have made many mistakes along the way myself.

This I know, truth in the spiritual realm is stranger than any fiction that could ever be written.

GOD will do what is right for our lives, if we like it or not!
We are here to learn and grow! 
 I'm forever grateful for my lessons.

This night was just a drop in the bucket of life for me.
My experiences have always been bizarre by most standards. Sometimes when you think "a little birdie" told someone what you have done, or what someone else has done to you.....Think again...It may not be a bird at all, it could be GOD himself exposing us, for our own good!

 

A Battle Won

So, it was the summer of 1977. I was in my first home in Florida .
I had been praying and asking the LORD to speak to me as how I could serve HIM.  I was the Mother of two young boys which was a full time job and yet I wanted to do more, If I could.

I had been helping a young mother and her 3 children rehabilitate their lives and finally there was relief after a year, so I felt I was ready for what was next to come.

While speaking that day with Hilary, (the woman I was helping with her children) she shared, she had a sister that was pregnant from a one night stand a few months earlier with a co-worker, and was heading off to an abortion clinic the next day to terminate the baby. Hilary knew I didn't believe in abortions. 

When I heard of this I asked her to please let me speak to her sister before she went for the abortion! She said her sister was the sort of girl who was very head strong and she didn't think she would welcome me or my thoughts. I said OK, but just let me try, Please!

She called her sister, Jennifer, and said she had someone who had been helping her and her kids for the last year, and wondered if she would allow her friend "Teri" to talk to her. Jennifer said,

"no way, I don't need anybody or their pressures on me now at this time"!

She told Hilary she wanted to end the pregnancy and get on with her life. She said this was just a momentary set back, embarrassing and unwanted, it was just unfortunate and she was going to ask the "one night stand guy at work, Brian", to help with the money for the abortion. 

Hilary asked her to "just come and pick me up at Teri's" the next day so she could go with her to get the abortion. Hilary was still staying in my home at that time with her 3 children, so she gave Jennifer my address and said she would see her in the morning.
I was babysitting Hilary's girls for her as they went to the clinic together.

The next day when Jennifer arrived to pick up Hilary, Hilary waited for Jennifer to come to the door. I had asked her to do this so I could meet Jennifer and possibly speak with her.
I was committed to helping her change her mind about the abortion!

The plan worked, and Jennifer made her way to the front door.

I asked her in and told her Hilary was getting ready.

As I spoke to Jennifer alone, I felt the LORD say to me audibly and very clearly, "help her change her mind". With that I knew now what I needed to do. I spoke to Jennifer and told her that I was willing to pay for all hospital and doctor bills for the birth of this baby and also allow her to move into my home so I could help her save money to begin her new life once the baby was born, no strings attached, she could move on with her life, and keep all her money! I also told her I would fully support her, food, clothes and all as well as find a home for her baby if she did not want it.

Jennifer thanked me and said she didn't think so. I could see her tears, but she was determined to abort. She said she didn't want to be a mother! She had spoken to "Brian" and he was going to give her the money for the abortion. He agreed he didn't want anyone to know about the baby at work and he was willing to help her "deal with it".  He was meeting them at the clinic later to pay for the surgery.

With that, Jennifer and Hilary walked out the door and headed to the clinic.

I fell on my face before the LORD as soon as I closed the front door, and cried out to GOD! I said "LORD, hear me now! I did all I could for that child, everything humanly possible to save it, but I ask again to change her mind, just miraculously change her mind"! It was no small prayer"! I was shocked that as I cried out I felt this was a baby boy I was fighting for! Being the Mother of two young boys I could not bear the thought of murdering a baby boy!

I knew Jennifer was desperate, I understood her pain, but still I wanted to change her thinking. I was not judging her, I only wanted to save the life of this child!
 

That night, Jennifer and Hilary ended up back at my home. Jennifer had not had the abortion! She said my offer caused her to rethink the whole thing! She said someone at the clinic showed her what abortion looked like in a pamphlet, and it scared her!  So, she moved into my back bedroom in my small home and we were on! She had some Insurance from work we found she could utilize for a pregnancy. This was a huge blessing for me! I thought I was going to have to put a second mortgage on my home!  She remained with me for three months. Brian, "the one night stand" from work, began changing his mind about Jennifer the longer she was pregnant with his child and they actually started dating! That was a shock! Jennifer and I began praying together every day. He asked her to move into his apartment with him, and she gladly accepted this!

WOW, now she was 6 months pregnant, and there was talk of marriage! I was so blessed I could only shout "Thank GOD" over and over again. This was the MIRACLE I had hoped for!

The rest of the story is so beautiful, three months later Jennifer and Brian welcomed a new baby BOY, they named Bradley, into their lives. I still cry when I think of what might have happened to him!

I am so grateful, I went out on a limb for Bradley and GOD showed me PRAYER works!

There is so many more miraculous things that happened in this story but this is all I will share here.

Truth is stranger than fiction, and believe me,

Prayer does really work! 



In Tune

So, I am simply amazed as I write this post tonight. I can hardly believe what has happened myself. As I contemplate all the vibrations on this planet, I must say I am blessed and utterly blown away at how intricately everything is connected.

If we look for it!

I have a little bracelet I wear every day, all the time and even to bed. I looked at it as I was in my office working, thinking to myself, I just love this little bracelet. I've worn it for years. I was amazed at how it glistened and blessed me. Such a sweet little trinket. Not expensive, but so loved.

 

So, I was sitting in my office that same day, about a week ago, when all of a sudden I thought very clearly of my youngest son.

Well, you may think, what's so strange about that?

Well, my youngest son and I have had many issues over the years and we don't talk much. I am a firm disciplinarian and he is a firm rebellious child, youngster, teenager, man.

No one could love him more than I, however we agree to disagree about many things. So we don't talk much.

So here I am, feverishly working away at my desk a week ago and out of the seemingly blue, his name comes to mind.

I whisper up a prayer for him as I'm sure, he's probably going to be calling me soon, and may need my help. It feels odd though.

Really odd.

Sure enough, to the day a week later, I get a text and a picture sent to me. He is very ill. So ill, that he has already been to the hospital, been on medication and is now wondering what his next step will be. I plan to see him the next day and spend time going over what has taken place, and what he should perhaps do next.

I had planned in the evening of this day, the day that all the news came to me about my son, to go to a friends birthday dinner party. So my husband and I went to dinner with the Birthday group and had a wonderful time, even though I was very prayerful throughout the evening for my son.

I was seated next to a woman who grabbed my arm at the party and said to me, "what a lovely bracelet, it's so sweet and glistens so"! I thanked her and agreed with her and told her it was my absolute favorite bracelet.

It was at that very minute the thought came to me that I would not have this bracelet much longer. I laughed to myself and thought, how ridiculous is that? Why would that silly thought come to me now? I ran my hand over the beads and smiled. I've had this little treasure for such a long time! I just love it!

Then I put the thought away from me, and laughed at myself for thinking it.

 

We stayed at the party much later than we should have, and headed home, dead tired!

As I lay in bed that night, before I went to see my son, I heard the LORD remind me of many things through the years that I have shared with my son. Things he did not want to hear. Hard things for me to share with him. Things I knew he needed to hear. I was concerned for him deeply and prayed in the SPIRIT that the LORD would grant him favor and healing. It was no small prayer!

The LORD prepared me that night for what I was to do, what I was to say and what to bring along with me as I visited, as I would have some alone time with him.
I woke that morning and did as I was instructed by the LORD.
I gathered the things together to take to him and I jump in the car to head out.

 

I head out to see him, a sixty mile drive one way to his home, praying all the way there, asking for wisdom and guidance.
Praying I am in tune with what the LORD wants me to do!
I find once I get there that I am immediately in tune with his needs and in fact have already met them!

GOD is so good!

It was as if what the LORD showed me the night before was clearly what was needed. I had a wonderful visit and talk with my son and felt we would be seeing a lot more of each other now.

It was so good to see him. I was receiving a lot of incoming information from the LORD as I sat and spoke with my son and watched him as we laughed and had a good visit.

It just blessed me.

I made the long trip home from my son's house and contemplated all that had taken place.

After more prayer and pondering I was very tired and ready for bed! I was grateful for such a wonderful day.

That night, as I got ready to go to bed, I threw the covers back to jump in the sac and I see all these glistening beads all over the sheets. I thought to myself, what the heck is this? I quickly look at my arm and I see that as I slept the night before wrestling with what I was going to do and say, talking with the LORD, my bracelet of all these years, broke! I hadn't even been aware of it all day! It had broken through the night and all the little beads were everywhere on the sheets!

I remembered how this silly little bracelet was a part of this whole process with my son. How it all started from me admiring it. Then the thought of my son came to me, then the text, then the prayers, then the healing, then the woman at the party and now, just as I thought, I don't have my little bracelet any longer!

How strange is this life?

It never ceases to amaze me.

The lesson here, the take away. Is all about my son.

Forgiving and letting go so that life can take it's own path.

The glistening gems of life and how GOD is in all the details.

He gives and takes away. ONLY HE can.

I am blown away. There are lessons everywhere, if we will just pay attention to the small things.

 

 

 

 

 



The Connection With Horses

So it was, 1968, I was invited to my friend Wendy's home to spend a day hanging out on her farm and staying for dinner.

I had never been to her farm before so I was very excited! We were planning to ride horses and spend time talking about boyfriends and what was going on in our lives. Just an easy, relaxing day.

Wendy was a sweet, tall, beautiful girl who was very shy and didn't have a lot of friends. When I met her I was instantly impressed with her genuine kindness, She and I felt as if we had known each other our whole lives. Like best friends.

I drove over to Wendy's. I had only been driving for a week or two.
I had a little corvair which was so much fun. I pulled up to this big beautiful house in the country in Pinellas Park Florida.
I was over whelmed at how beautiful this home was. I had never known anyone who lived in such a nice home.
I was very impressed. This was all so amazing to me.
 

We made our way to the barn to saddle up the horses and found we would be riding with Wendy's older sister and some of her sisters friends as well.

I sure didn't mind, because I was just happy to be there and I hadn't ridden horses in such a long time.  I was really just simply elated to be there and have been offered this fun opportunity.

Since we were the younger and later to come alongside Wendy's sister and her friends, we got the horses that the older girls didn't want to ride.  I ended up with a horse called "Christmas".

This was the largest horse of them all. I had never seen such a big boy! Very tall in stature. Very spirited. Just beautiful! He was a bit intimidating. Wendy said he is usually pretty good though and as  long as I knew how to ride, he should be OK.

I felt very unsure about Christmas. And had asked to switch with someone else. They all laughed and said, no way!

So I was the lucky one!

I could feel in my gut that this may not go well for some reason. I kept thinking, maybe I shouldn't ride today at all? This was a really big horse and I am not feeling good about him. There is a strange aura around all this. I thought to myself, I don't want to be a bummer here, so maybe I'll just  ignore my intuition for once and ride this monstrous horse and that will be the end of it.

 

So, to get up on him I had to stand on the fence he was near to be able to reach his saddle. So, I got up on him and before anyone had left the area, and before I even got my feet in the stirrups completely , Christmas took off like a bat out of hell! I didn't have control of his reigns, I dropped them! I heard Wendy's sister screaming at me "get a hold of those reigns Teri". She was screaming a few other things as well at Wendy , but the sound of Christmas taking off and my heart pounding out of my chest in that instant, blocked some of the chatter from my ears! This horse was running as fast as he could! He was on his own. What do I do now, I thought? So I wrapped his hair from his mane around my hands very tightly  just to hold on, and off we flew. I was bouncing around on this ole boy like a bobber in the water! I knew I had to get in sync quick!  I kept trying to get my feet firm in the stirrups and as he was picking up speed on a full run I was hanging on for my life. I finally with all my bouncing got my foot in one stirrup securely and then was able to get into the other one, WHAT a RELIEF! 

I was now in control, or at least I thought I was!

Christmas ran towards the barn and went right to the lowest part of the roof that hung low to try to push me off his back! I laid on him so low ducking from the barn overhead  I was almost hanging off the side of him! This horse was possessed! He wanted me off of him...NOW! He tried to brush me off of him by inching his body up against the side of the barn as we ran in full gallop alongside it! He was determined it was either me or him! He then after failing to knock me off or slam me off, picked up into a full run, I truly only had his mane to hold onto. I remember thinking to myself, tell him to stop! So I tried talking to him. I said in a commanding voice, Christmas whoa! I repeated this several times. He didn't even slow down for a second. I kept trying to grab for his reign. I could not let go of his mane long enough to reach it, as we were going so fast and I was bouncing like crazy. He was running now through trees on the property and I thought to myself, he's going to try to knock me off again by a low tree limb!

This horse has a mind of his own, and he's not stupid!!

I was so afraid he was going to injure me somehow. So I started to pull back on his mane hard! Telling him to slow down. I inched my hands up his mane a bit and wrapped my hands tightly into his mane and pulled back again, screaming as he ran Whoa!!! It was then that I prayed, GOD please help me!! I kept trying to speak to this horse with mental telepathy, could he hear me? He wasn't listening to my commands to slow down. With that prayer, the horse came to an almost dead stop. He slowed just enough before stopping so I could get a good grasp of more hair! Then we were stopped. Just like that. The others riders were all behind me, catching up to me one by one. Wendy's sister got to me first and was furious with Christmas. She asked me to get down off him, but he was so big, getting down was going to be an issue for me. So she jumped off her horse and grabbed his reigns and walked us back to the barn area. It was a long way back.  Everyone was amazed I was still on the horse! I had travelled  really far with him running at full speed. I was surprised at just how far. The other horses were left in the dust! This Christmas was some kind of a horse. When I finally got off of him with the help from the fence, I walked up to the front of him and said to him, WHY?

I could feel his anger. He had a very mischievous spirit. I felt he was taunted by it. But what could I do?

I walked away from him feeling like it was all so incomplete.

This lesson in my life taught me that not just humans suffer with spirits, but so do animals. I will never forget the fear I felt as Christmas ran towards the barn roof over hang trying to knock me off of him. This wasn't simply a horse gone running, he was being agitated by a spirit who was dead set against me and was going to do me harm. I am so grateful to GOD for HIS amazing protection and for giving me the insight to hang on and what to do to stay on that horse! I know the meaning of "Christmas", in more ways than one now!

Truth is always so much stranger than fiction!

 

Someone Stopped Me

 

So, it was 2005. A beautiful Autumn day. My Mom was visiting me for a week from North Carolina. She lives in a very small township in North Carolina called Otto. Near Franklin. There are no nice shopping malls there. No good name brand stores to shop, No nice boutiques, and there is really pretty much nothing else going on in Otto. They have a cemetery and a garbage dump with a free standing little shack for free stuff others are throwing away. So that's the big doin's in Otto. The free shack! Oh yes, and the weekly Bingo at all the churches in town!

When my Mom comes to visit me in St. Petersburg, FL it's like she's rearing to go to all the wonderful shops both here and in Tampa. She can finally find things she loves again.

So, we were headed out to the downtown boutiques on the beautiful streets of downtown St. Pete, we were both so excited to have the day together and we literally wore ourselves out shopping from one store to another! We were heavy laden with packages and box's and could not wait to get home to get off our feet!

I got up on the I-275 ramp from downtown and headed towards my exit at 22nd Ave No. I came to a stop at the light, because as usual, I always got the red light. Mom and I were talking away and laughing from the day's sweet deals we purchased.

The light turned green.

I just sat there. I didn't move the car.

I don't really understand why.

A whole 30 seconds went by.

I still just sat there.

As if I were being held there!

My Mom looked at me and said what are you waiting for Teri, Come on the light is green! She sounded upset. 

I looked at her and said, "that's so weird, I have no idea why"....

And that is when we both saw a Semi Tractor trailer run the red light doing 60 miles per hour right before our eyes!

We both froze as we looked at each other.

We would have both been instantly killed had I moved forward when the light changed. We would not have stood a chance.

It was divine intervention that kept me from moving the car forward. I cannot explain it. It was a spiritual experience to say the least! I could not have moved my foot to the gas had I wanted too! Someone clearly prevented it from happening.

I believe the LORD will watch over us who love HIM.

This was an amazing testimony of that!

It was a GOOD day!



Tracked by Aliens

So, yesterday after I got home from work I spent most of the early evening in bed. I wasn't feeling just right. Very strange and out of sorts. I wasn't sure why! I wasn't sick, I wasn't overly tired for a change, I just didn't feel right.

I wondered often throughout the evening what was wrong with me?

Then I just forgot about it.

Laying in bed after coming home from work just seemed to be the best idea. So I'll put my feet up, I thought to myself. Relax, drink water, unwind. Well, it all sounded really good.

I tried to sleep on and off but sleep wouldn't come.

I wasn't that tired.

I felt uneasy. Why? I couldn't put my finger on anything.

I wondered if maybe I was coming down with something after all?
I felt as if something was going to happen to me, but what?

 

I got up at nine and watched a little TV. Then went online for an hour or so. Then I laid back down again. Nothings going to happen I said to myself, everything is fine!

Finally around 11:00pm I fell asleep.
 

Somewhere around 3:00 am in the morning I woke up. I felt as if I weren't alone in the room. Ahh I thought, this is what I have been waiting for all night! I've had this happen many times in my life just before an Alien or Paranormal intervention of some kind would take place. I looked all over the room, I couldn't see anything in the darkness, I didn't want to turn the lights on and wake anyone else up, so I slid back down under the covers again.

The next thing I remember  that while yet in the dark I could see someone coming into view now,  I was seeing an older man, very frail and odd looking man standing on the side of my bed. Oh my word! This is so freaky! I continued to look at this visitor, feeling like I was in no real danger from him, but I was taken aback. Not to the point of screaming out loud though. I noticed he was holding a strange small cup and dipping a small wide paint brush into the cup, the bristles seemed very long and soft looking as he pulled the brush up and continued making a stirring motion. He did all this while he was just standing there. What came to my mind was he was mixing up a potion or something. He then immediately came towards me, I couldn't move he moved so fast in my direction. Then he started brushing the liquid from the cup all over my mouth with his brush! Over and over again, brushing this strange tart liquid all over, but only on my mouth! I didn't feel it dripping anywhere and I thought that very strange! Very strange indeed. How was that even possible? It tasted just a little tart and I don't remember any smell attached to it all!

 

I heard the one doing this to me say in a firm and caring male voice "This will help you". I thought I recognized his voice? He seemed very thin. Very frail as I caught a better quick glance of his arm over me as he continued painting this liquid on my mouth. The liquid was not cold or warm, that was odd. It was just wet.
I was truly amazed at all this and the fact that I did not move!
I was in a freeze frame like. I had had this happen to me many times before. 

I thought to myself, get the heck off of my face now already  with that brush! Stop putting this on my mouth! Is this liquid drying on me? Is it suppose to keep me from speaking something? Or is this to make me say something? Within a second of that thought I heard the being say to me, "you must attend an event, you must go there"! He showed me through a mental connection a few thoughts he was thinking, I cannot say exactly what he showed me  here, but it was in the state of California. I had no desire to go there! I immediately resisted this order! I had stated that several times throughout my life, there is no way I'm going there! I laughed at first a bit and said, I'm not going there! This was odd, I had never wanted to go to this place and now my mouth is saturated with some sort of non dripping liquid and he's telling me I have to go! Then he was gone! Just like that, Cup and brush just gone! Why and how do they do that?

 

I sat straight up in bed and rubbed my mouth vigorously. It was dry but felt tight, like something like egg whites had dried on it. I jumped up and ran into the bathroom immediately, turned on the light, and looked in the mirror.

I looked very normal. Concerned, but normal. Freaked out a bit, but normal. Nothing at all odd about my mouth. I kept rubbing my face and mouth over and over as I looked at myself in the mirror. The tightness subsided quickly and my mouth felt normal. Not wet at all. No residue at all! No discoloring at all. What just happened to me here? This was really strange!  I just stood there and wondered  about this all as I starred at myself and questioned why this even happened?

I wondered why I was being contacted again? Who is this visitor? What intelligence brings this information to me and from where? He showed me a place I actually know of that is a once a year gathering and asked me to attend this place. He showed me a word I was to focus on. How strange I thought? I wondered how this word could apply to me? How could that word mean anything to me? When he spoke his voice reminded me of my father who had passed away many years ago. That was strange I thought. Why would he sound like him? He clearly wasn't him!

 

I won't reveal the place or the word as I am still contemplating what this all means to me. I'm searching for inner answers to make sense of this all. Extraterrestrials have their own agenda with us.  

The Alien/Paranormal seems to keep track of me, interjecting information to me throughout my life since the 1950's.
There are always commands, short, direct and important for me.

I am hoping to connect these experiences to understand them better. Just because the extraterrestrials speak to me doesn't always mean I completely understand what they are inferring. 
Perhaps it may be time to tell?

Thus the painting of my mouth? To "help" me say or tell something.

 

As I sit here pondering this recent happening I am praying about how to move forward.  I am very aware that I have been led by the Spiritual realm as well as the extraterrestrial realm. Often for me they intersect.

Addendum

We are NEVER alone. There is always something happening if we are awake and watching. I believe this was a message for me to speak up about something I normally would not have spoken up about. This finally did happen, I ended up going where I never wanted to go! the word he spoke to me made perfect sense now.  
I have learned to trust and obey once I have prayed and tested the spirit in the situation. As my life progresses, if I am blessed to continue here, perhaps I will revisit this writing and share further this connection with the alien visitor that came and spoke words that commanded me.
I am grateful and humbled by these interactions.



Mimicing Voices

So, here we are in October 2016, in our new home already! Time has really flown and we have been so busy painting this and fixing that. The challenges are non ending at this point!

We have spent the better part of everyday doing something to upgrade and make ready this beautiful home we found just a few months ago.

Often times I'm on one end of the home and my son is on the other as we work on our lists of things to be accomplished. I do work closely with my son on a daily basis, so often I'll yell across the rooms to check this or get that, and he is always there in a moment helping me. I consider myself very blessed!

However,

this last week, he has come into the room I'm working in and has said on many occasions, frustrated and upset, "What"?

I look up at him and smile and reply, "what"? why are you asking me that"? He will say, "you were just in the hallway by my bedroom and called me"! What do you want? I answered you and you didn't answer me!

I then say clearly to my son, "I have been right here in this room the entire time", I have not called you!

He has gotten very upset with me and said, Mom! I heard you call me from the hall, I stopped what I was doing to answer you and you never replied to me! How can you say you didn't?

I assured him with no doubts, I have not been on that side of the house, I have been right here working on this project!

He walks away confused and perplexed at the matter. And a bit upset with me. Like I would lie to him!

Twenty minutes will not pass and here he comes again, just as upset as before,

"What"?

And we replay the same scenario!

Clearly someone is calling his name and mimicking me!

These are spirits that are usually known as poltergeist.

So well is the voice sounding like me, that he swears it is me!

I however,  am not the one calling him.

EVER!  PERIOD!

 When I call him, I follow through with a whole message. This entity is taunting him with only calling his name.

I have had this happen to me before. It's very odd.

He will come to me in the evening as well and say, Mom, did you just call me? Again, I will tell him "NO"!

He has also done this when my fiancé is home, and he has also heard this from my son.

It amazes me sometimes how persistent energies can be. Ghosts, spirits, if you will, they can taunt you if you let them.

I am working with my son to not interact with these spirits that mimic. They can be so frightening. My son must take charge and rebuke these "callings" himself. I am not the one they are dealing with. I'm the one hearing about them, But I am not the one hearing the callings.

Why am I sharing this with you?

Because if you live in a home with someone hearing these types of calls and you are not hearing them yourself, then you need to help and support the person involved. Often, these voices can be heard only by the one being attacked by them. The person isn't crazy, they are simply under attack!

These are either unclean or familiar, or poltergeist spirits. 

What can happen to you, can happen to others as well.

This is when you help the person walk through the moment and be a team! Encourage them to stand against the voice. Call on the LORD JESUS to cast the spirit out of the home or where ever, that is calling in mimic fashion, and be done with it.

Spirits can shape shift and mimic. It is usually very frightening for the one going through this. Also extremely confusing!

Sometimes the other people will have a hard time standing firm against the energies. We all must develop our "Sea Legs" if you will. We need to learn to stand on our own. Each person has a path to walk in this life, and they walk it alone! You cannot walk their path for them, but you can help them.

If you can't, find a qualified person who can.

Or call or contact me.

This is my reason for sharing my paranormal life. To bring answers and peace to you as I suggest and guide you to do the right thing.

GOD's love and Light I pray for you!

A Young Perspective

I lived in St. Petersburg Florida as a young girl going to school.  

I was attending Azalea Elementary at the time I experienced this very strange happening.

 

I remember many odd things happening to me at a very young age. Most were extremely bizarre as I look back at them now. At the time, I didn't know what bizarre meant. I also didn't know that it was happening to me and not everyone else! I thought everyone had these "incidences" happening to them. So I believed it was normal. It was certainly normal to me! I found it strange that no one ever mentioned anything to me about them  having odd experiences however. I always waited for someone to say something first. I thought, sooner or later someone will share something with me, then I will share what happened to me. That day wouldn't come for many years.

 

So, I was in the 5th grade and walking home from school one day, I lived farther than most of the other children from school so I was alone, as usual, for about nine or so blocks on my trek home everyday. 

While heading home alone on this day,

I heard a mans voice call my name?

I clearly heard it, right in my left ear, "Teri". It seemed as if he were right behind me, and extremely close. His voice seemed real friendly, definitely a mans voice, and he seemed older, like maybe he was someone who knew me,

so I wasn't alarmed at all.

I stopped walking, and looked around. I didn't see anybody behind me. I fully expected to see a man standing there, someone I knew because the voice seemed friendly, but there was no one in sight.

I wondered why I had heard my name called? It didn't make any sense. I walked toward home many times after school alone and never heard anyone call my name before. "Nobody around here even knows me", I thought to myself. Oh well, I thought, It didn't seem to alarm me at all. There was no friendly man anywhere so I just kept on walking,

I didn't get much further down the sidewalk and I hear the voice call to me again. Same voice, "Teri" clearly in my left ear! But again I saw no one! And again, I wasn't really startled, I don't know why I wasn't afraid. It somehow seemed like a friendly voice.

When I stopped again this time, I was next to a big green bush I passed everyday walking home. I remember this so clearly and completely, as I always stopped here to smell the leaves on this particular bush.  (I would crack the leaves in half and smell the wonderful fresh fragrance of the plant. I just loved the fresh, clean scent. I would always grab a few to crack and smell as I walked home. I don't know why I did this, I just always did).

As I stood there smelling the leave I had just cracked open, I kept looking around. Where was that mans voice coming from? I looked in the yard beyond the green bush, no one was there. I looked across the street, no one was there either. No one behind me, but the voice sounded as if it were in my ear. So close. Just then a car drove by and I remember thinking, everything is OK, there is no one here, so I kept walking again. This time though I remember thinking "where is this voice coming from"?

Then I heard the voice again, It clearly said, "Teri" a third time!  It then continued, "are you going to be a good girl or a bad girl"? Well that was a silly question I thought to myself and

I said right out loud as I continued walking down the sidewalk, "Oh, I'm going to be a good girl", (very matter of fact, I said this as if it were an actual well known fact)! and I kept on walking towards home. I didn't even stop to answer. I just kept on walking.

I have literally wondered about this incident all my life!

WHY would a voice I could not see poise this question to me on my walk home from school in broad daylight?

While I was just a child?

I had answered as if I were talking to the "Man or Person" asking me this question, but I was very sure there was no one there. I know I never saw anyone! I had simply heard a voice.

I never told my Mom about this, and I'm not sure why.

It was just another strange incident in my life that never really made any sense to me. I often kept these odd happenings to myself. I will never understand why I didn't confide in my Mom. That has never made any sense to me. It's as if these odd things would happen and I would simply ignore them.

They became so common place.

  

 Maybe you have had this sort of odd thing happen to you?

I guess I could say I've always known I would be "Good".

It was in my heart to be good from an early age, I don't understand why I knew this, but I did. I remember other strange affirmations of this, and on this day in my life I spoke that into the universe very matter of fact! 

Life is clearly not as it appears to be. Seems we have choices to make in this life that we are aware of at a very young age. There are many things that happen to us along our path from birth to death that we may never truly understand. This was one of them for me.

A New Eureka for today

So, I was sound asleep last night October 13th, 2015 having a strange dream and I woke up for just a brief moment to hear the LORD speaking to me.

This has happened many times over my life so I don't freak out when this happens anymore. I have come to expect it and am always extremely grateful for the exchange and vocal visitation.

 

I had been having a very troubling dream which isn't odd for me at all but this dream was as if I were partially awake.

Dreams can feel very real. But they are still just dreams. Many people confuse dreams for reality especially upon waking.

Dreams never usually mean what they seem to, but the dream specifically belongs to the dreamer for sure, and each dream must be examined upon waking for it's true meaning.

Had I not known for sure I was dreaming and then woke up I would have been a bit confused myself. I hate it when that happens.

You have to know the difference, it's very important, otherwise we would all live in dreamland.

My dream was that I had been frightened by someone approaching me in the dream and appearing as someone he was not. He spoke to me and even got into my bed pretending he was someone I knew and loved. Then in my dream I realized this in fact was not my good friend at all. Startled and concerned, I woke up.

I sat straight up in bed now I was sure I was fully awake.

This person in my dream was Just  someone appearing to be my friend. He was not there to be friendly towards me.

Now sitting up and rubbing my eyes, I heard the LORD say to me,

"Do you see how they shape shift", 

"Was this your friend"?,  I answered the LORD out loud as I sat on my bed and said, "No", it wasn't"!

He said then to me, "This is Truth".

 

It was as if HE answered me in a parable,

that just vibrated through me and illuminated my understanding as I thought through the dream, when HE spoke to me.

I had an epiphany! I realized I had clarity on this from the LORD.

I realize this is my answer. (I pray you can find yours!)

 

I understood the LORD to have told me that the spirits who come to us are  actually demons that can shape shift. right before our eyes. 

They are NOT spirits of our loved ones if they materialize!

When we think we are seeing spirits of someone we knew in this life, or we  currently know, and they are not physically actually here with us, we are clearly being tricked by demons and their well planned schemes. They are very clever at this deception. They lead us willing down a destructive road. We follow because we are so curious. Deeper and deeper into a false reality.

 

I sat there on the bed for a moment and pondered what I had just heard.

I have always believed that everything created was created by GOD.

I also believe that there are Angels, Demons, Aliens,  other species. and Humans, In that order, that were created as well.

The LORD had just pointed out clearly to me that ghosts, spirits and ethereal sightings are actually demonic in nature. They trick us. They shape shift. They deceive us. This may seem hard to believe. But I know this is TRUTH.

So what are DEMONS?

 

Truthfully, they are nothing more than fallen angels. Who have been sent here to destroy, lie and deceive. They live in the heaven we see with our eyes. The first heaven if you will. The sky as we see and know it. They have been assigned this destiny for a season.

How can this be possible? The Bible gives the account that Satan, the ruler of the fallen angels and the father of lies, was cast down to  earth from heaven, with a third of angels assigned to his care who also "fell" along with him from where the LORD of Glory abides. His name once he fell at that point was changed from Lucifer (A covering Arch angel) to satan or the devil.

His cohort who fell with him became demons.

He was cast here to serve an allotted time and seasons on the earth.

Which the time allotted is not certain and no man knows.

He is called the prince small "P" and power small "P" of the air. He has dominion over the first heaven. That is the sky we see with the naked eye.

The second heaven is the cosmos, the third is where GOD dwells as I mentioned earlier.

He and his entourage are free to roam about looking for those to devour. Not physically, but spiritually with lies and tricks and schemes.

 

So why has this epiphany come now regarding that satan himself is behind all the deception, not ghosts or spirits?  Well, I firmly believe that as I seek and ask GOD to reveal truth to me,

HE will. And HE has.

 

So why is this significant? Because many people are  being tricked and even tortured by seeing spirits, ghosts and the like thinking them to be who they claim or appear to be. They are not who they say they are. They are deceiving people. They have only your soul in mind to destroy from receiving the Truth. The allotted time makes them crafty and cruel. You think you see a loved one, it's clearly not a loved one.

It is their image, it is even their voice, but it is not them.

Each of us needs to look into this truth for ourselves. It will come to you as a revelation from the LORD. Or not.

 

But if you Ask, Seek and Knock for truth, GOD will answer you.

As HE has me. But don't believe me, find out for yourself.

I know there are psychics and teachers who will strongly disagree with me. That's OK.

Truth is always stranger than fiction!

 

 

 

 



Miracles still happen!

 

So, as far as I can see there are good days and then there are bad days. They just happen. No rhyme or reason. You just wake up one day and everything starts to escalate. This last week has had one of those "days" that has come upon me. It started on Monday and it took Tuesday and Wednesday along for the ride,

 

But then there are the miracles that bring remembrance of who holds each day in HIS hands.

 

So, Monday ended up being a very trying day. I spent the most of the morning rejoicing about something I thought was lost to me forever which I had found while searching through old boxes.

It was a Monday morning of true elation!

 

Then the phone rang, and drama entered my life.

My youngest son called. That changed everything!

No transportation and a huge issue he was facing.

I prayed about  the presented dilemma, and weighed what I should or shouldn't do in regards to the situation  which was unfolding.

I love my son!

I made my choices and off I went. Into drama land. Someone else's poor choices had presented the people needing help. O.K. it's not the end of the world, and after all I can help. So off I go, 178 miles up north to help  this someone yet again. Through grueling traffic, did I mention the grueling traffic?

That would have been fine except for the fact that after I was about 58 miles up the road the phone rings again.

It was a friend informing me that my older son had been mauled badly by a pit bull. I now faced a conundrum of sorts. I was on my way up north to help one son and now I'm torn to go down South for the other one. What does a Mother do? I felt pulled in both directions.

My oldest son was hospitalized and treated but was in very bad shape. The wounds were extremely deep and the healing process would be slow and painful. Other issues began to present themselves as well. He was transferred to yet another hospital.

He would now lose his job and become homeless from lack of finances being taken care of. I began praying, looking to GOD for answers. I needed direction now!

I love this boy and he is in such trouble.

 

So after going 178 miles in one direction to the North and back again, I drove another 38 miles to the South to see how I could help the other son.

In the interim I am unable to find the other son as he has been released from the hospital and I don't know where he is. He doesn't have his phone on him. It was now getting late.

After getting someone to assist me in finding him I now have to head back home. Another 38 miles north. There are things I have to do at home and take care of. I won't see my hospitalized son today.

 

I head back home another 38 miles to go. GOD help me, I pray!

 

Tuesday's sun rises and the phone calls start again. the son in the North, 178 miles away in one direction has a situation that arises and is caustic and needs help again immediately!

Again I pray about this, and take off again to help him.

 (I'm sure now that this was a mistake.)

And then the call comes again unexpectedly the son in the South is back in the hospital with complications from his attack, so my day takes a repeat of the previous. I'll be heading back South after I go 178 miles North and back again! The joy's of motherhood!

 

I'm now begging GOD for help to get through this conundrum. What we Mothers do for our children often defies reason. And sometimes, even common sense.

But, men see what men do, GOD see's why!

I think HE shares these reasons with Mothers as a rule.

Can we ever be too kind to our children? Maybe.

 

So, I deliver one son 356 round trip miles later to his point of interest and I head out to see the other son.

 

In the interim I put my reading glasses in my glass case, which had a pair in it already and toss it in my purse. After driving half a day again I spend the day with my son who was just released from the hospital again and console him as he begins his healing process.

I reluctantly head home after a few hours making that dreaded 38 mile trip again.

But, chin up, here I go. Everything seems to be falling back in place. Peace is at the end of the tunnel now I think! Perhaps I can make some arrangements to help this child out and make his life a bit easier as he heals. Off I go again.

 

Wednesday rolls around and I find out from yet another source that I have to make the dreaded 38 mile run back down South for yet another reason. I put my glasses on to set my Garmin to assist me in a quicker way there, there isn't one, great! I throw my glasses back into the case and I'm off! I gather my thoughts and tell myself, I can do this! No problem. I can do all things in peace and love through HIM who strengthens me! So off I go into yet another dilemma. Someone else's drama again. But I console myself and say I will visit my son again and see how he is doing with his healing process.

My whole day is again a day of going here and going there. And the gas prices are $4.00 per gallon....Ugh!

 

And again finally it's getting late and my day is ready to wrap up in the South. I head back on the road to make my 38 mile trek back home again. GOD please help me! The driving in the bumper to bumper traffic is so stressful.

 

As usual the cars are bumper to bumper and the projected one hour ride turns into two grueling hours. No getting around it. Ugh.

 

Finally two hours later I'm home and exhausted from the activities of the past three days. I pull into the driveway, I tell myself I'm not driving anywhere for a month, check my mail and come into the house. I throw my purse on the floor and make myself something to eat. I need to read the directions on the package for the dinner I'm starting and I go to get my glasses. They are not in my purse.  I head back out to the car and search high and low, no glasses.

I go back into the house. Check my purse again. No glasses! I go back out to the car and check under every seat, It is now, at this moment, the stress of three days, miles and miles of driving and other peoples drama and issues hit me.

After all this I just start crying. I have lost my glasses. This was my breaking point. Not just one pair, but both pairs I owned, which I foolishly put in one large black case holder.

 

I could not take it. Somehow this put me over the edge. I sat and cried and cried for well over an hour. everything seemed so bleak . I felt as if I were spiraling down a slippery slope. And I was angry that after all I did to help others, in the interim I hurt myself. I lost my glasses. I can't read without them. I was so frustrated. The tears just kept coming. I just couldn't stop crying!

 

I went in to lay down in bed and try to remember where I had left or lost my glasses. I laid there crying and wracking my brain, how could this have happened. I was sick to my stomach. I prayed to the LORD, PLEASE help me, Please! I cried through the begging, Please HELP me remember, so I can locate them! I decided I couldn't keep crying all night, I went to get up and get a drink of water. As I passed the front window in the living room, I happened to glance outside toward the mailbox. I stopped in my tracks as I noticed something in the compartment under the mailbox. I wondered if it was that big black frog I shooed away from the front door last week. It was  so odd just sitting there. He was huge, and he was black. Was that him in the mailbox?  I headed out the front door toward the mailbox to get a closer look at him. How did he get up that high? It wasn't a frog at all, IT WAS MY GLASSES CASE! Sitting in the mailbox compartment! How did they get there?

How is that possible? I started crying again, but tears of joy. My neighbor was outside and was starring at me. I didn't care. I was so grateful, I was so happy, I ran back into the house crying joyfully!

After all this, all the worry, all the stress, all the drama, all the miles, all the gas money, bumper to bumper traffic,  my glasses showed up after being lost! Thank GOD they did! HOW? I don't have that answer!

GOD treats us better than we could ever expect. I am reminded that as much as I love my sons and would do anything for them, HE loves me more, and remembers me when I call upon HIM!

My week had started with the elation of finding something lost, and ended the exact same way.

Coincidence I ask myself?

Probably not!

<3

 

The Choice

So, what are the secrets to the universe?

Why are we here?

What's it all about?

Many people have moments in their life when they ask these same questions.

I'll bet you've asked yourself these questions many times over in your life. Or maybe you haven't yet.

They have made movies about these questions. They have songs as well. So, it must be a question worth asking yourself, right?

I know I've asked more than once in my lifetime. I've pondered this subject at great length!

Why are there bad things that happen to good people?

Why is there war?

Why isn't it ever fair?

Why can't everybody just tell the truth?

It's really a simple but painful answer. One that seems too easy....

Choice.

 

Yes, choice. The big reason you're here is all about the choices you make while you're here.

Believe it or not, you won't be here forever.

So the choices you make now will have eternal consequences!

No one gets out of life alive. We will all pass through that "Veil".

 

Really stop and think about that.

Have you ever allowed yourself to have this conversation with yourself?

 

A day is coming and "no one" knows that day. They never have and they never will know "that day" until it arrives.  History proves this. (that alone should get your attention) It is as sure as the sun rising and setting on a daily basis. You well know however, it is ever before you, until that day arrives.

 

When it does, that's the day we are free from making choices as we know them because then we  will face the sum of our choices thus far.

We are quickly becoming what we will always be in eternity!

 

While we wear the identifiable skin here that binds us to the earth there are many decisions we face daily.

 

How to, where to, why to, when to....choose our choices.

 

We are spiritual beings on a human dimensional journey.

We are wonderfully made.

The choices we make prepare us for the next step. The one beyond. The one every one wonders about from time to time in this life.

Everybody has their own belief about it. You have yours, I have mine., it's just another choice we have all already made.

So, when things happen here in this life, how we choose to entertain the happening is how we come to our belief structure.

Do we complain? Do we accept? Do we learn? Do WE change?

Do we understand?

It's all a matter of choice.

We are free will agents here to choose as we will.

 

Let me add here, we must choose wisely.

The day's for making choices are numbered like the hairs on your head are numbered!

Because we know there is more, we understand that, we know once we die we move on into the next spiritual realm.

Or maybe you don't know that?

That's a choice you'll have to make. Or not.

Ask yourself this, why are you here? What do you think this is all about?

There is Love, hate, paranormal, spiritual, extraterrestrial and truth

in this life.

You are here to find this to be so.

You are hear to find love and understand it.

You are here to experience hate and learn from it.

You are here to see all that there is here.

And then to make your choice.

We are all here to know the truth, but we will not all find it.

Whom will you serve in your conquest while you are here?

Love or hate?

The choice is yours.