The Ticket

So, it was 2104 and we (My fiance and I) were on vacation heading from Florida to North Carolina.

We were going to do interviews of a few people in Pensacola FL on our way as well as in Georgia. This was going to be an expensive trip. There were many stops planned along the way and we were very excited.

We stayed in wonderful bed and breakfast haunts as well as wonderful areas where we knew many oddities had happened.

We were having such a wonderful time.

We had completed our week in Pensacola and went on to Georgia. We had such a marvelous time there interviewing and photographing our person of interest we stayed longer than we probably should have! I kept thinking, wow this is costing us a fortune, but we were elated at all the information we were gleaning!

So after a few days we finally packed up our gear and headed to North Carolina.

 

I wanted to visit the grave of my Mother so badly as I hadn't been there in a few years. I was really missing her that year. So much more than most other years.

Grave sites are so interesting. I know the loved one is not there, but a remnant of the flesh that I had loved so was all that was really there. Yet, it always amazes me as we sit and meditate in these areas where our loved ones who have passed once lived, we feel a connection to them. Their home turf if you will. Those things that were dear to them. The sights, sounds and smells of where they had chosen in this life to make home.

So as I sat in the very cold Carolina winter sun at the site of the mausoleum where my Mother is buried, I reflected on all things I held dear in her remembrance. Hours had passed.

It was starting to really get cold and uncomfortable as the wind was whipping up on the high mountain area she is buried on. My ears were freezing, I said my goodbyes quickly wondering when I would come this way again? I was pretty sad for the most part but I knew she was always with me, so I smiled and pondered the whole visit for a moment and then we headed off to the city to get a warm cup of coffee.

We also needed gas, so we stopped at one of my Mom's favorite haunts. The infamous "Hot Spot" in the center of Franklin. It's nothing special, but for those who live so far from the big cities these little stores are a regular happening. She always stopped there with me to get her gas when I visited her. She said they had pretty good prices all the time and great coffee.

I went inside remembering her being there with me only a few years before. I got my  extra large hot coffee and decided to sit on their tables where many local workers would have their lunch breaks inside the store.

It was a pretty busy day in the little store and I heard people saying we would be getting snow later on in the evening. I could see Kevin pumping the gas outside. It was a fun memory. He was waving at me!

It was then as I waved back at Kevin and I turned and watched all the chatter and goings on in the store that I clearly heard my Mothers voice say, "go ahead Ter, get yourself a lottery ticket for fun". I laughed out loud as this was comical to me. I'm so frugal, I never purchase lottery scratch offs or the lottery tickets EVER!

But it was so clearly her voice. I thought to myself, "that's just nuts" that was clearly her voice!

But "Why" would I do that I thought, I never get those things? So , as if led by the fun of the thought, I got up and walked over to the counter and asked to purchase a lottery scratch off ticket, I thought, what the heck, why not?

So I did.

I was shocked as I scratched this ticket to find I just won $100.00 dollars! I screamed for Kevin as he was walking in the store to get his coffee and said to him, "please look at this, my Mom told me to buy a ticket, so I did and look at this thing, I think I won $100.00 dollars".  

He looked at it, laughed, and then I showed it to the clerk. She immediately shelled out my $100.00 to me.

I was dumbfounded! I never win anything as I never gamble! I never buy those silly scratch offs, but when Mom said, go ahead Ter, I knew if I ever was going to do it, it would be then! I was so happy! Here we're on the second week of vacation and we really needed that extra cash.

I smiled as I sat down to finish my coffee and thanked my Mom for the "Tip off".

That was just like her too! She always wanted me to have "enough"

and once again from beyond the veil she was keeping herself real to me!

Truth is always stranger than fiction and this truth is no exception.

 

Awakend By Fate

So, it was 1959. I lived in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. My Mom had packed us 4 kids into the car for a quick trip to Florida. We all thought that was wonderful! We were traveling at night and in the hot summer months of the year. Our car did not have air conditioning back in those days. It was uncomfortable, but the windows were open and we were heading to Florida!

My parents were getting a divorce and my Mom decided to visit her parents in Miami so she could work a few things out for the future.

I didn't really understand what the divorce thing was all about. I was just too young.

We had travelled all evening and it was time for Mom to take a rest from all the driving. It was still dark as I heard the tires pull onto a crunchy, rocky road. I remember being the only one awake, I looked around the car seats, I didn't want to get up yet, so I kept my eyes closed, the engine of the car was still running.  I was still very tired and it had cooled down a lot through the night I thought. So I stayed snuggled together with my sleeping siblings. We were in an older car, with a big back seat. All my siblings were sound asleep. Unaware of what was transpiring.

After being parked for a while, I heard my Mom start crying. It was soft but desperate. I was so small I could not see over the big front seat to where she was in the drivers seat. She sat looking straight ahead. I could see her profile from where I was in the back.

I tried to get up but thought maybe I should stay quite. It wasn't often I heard my Mom crying. It was a bit weird for me. I sat up a bit and peeked out the window but did not speak a word. The window was open and I could see a huge empty unpaved area that we were parked on. It was all white, like sand or shells or something I thought. I had no idea where we were. It wasn't a home or a restaurant.

 I looked over at my mother, still not speaking and looking straight ahead. She hadn't noticed through her crying that I was awake and looking about. Her hands were firmly on the wheel as she cried softly. As the night darkness was leaving somewhat and the morning was now arriving I could almost see clearer out the window, but it was still dark.

It appeared we were on a huge piece of property that was over looking a cliff.  A huge deep cliff!

The car still running, I heard my Mom start to roll the car slowly closer towards the edge of the cliff. Then all of a sudden she stopped, as if she was reconsidering something! She did this a few times. I sat wondering what was happening here?

She started again....

My eyes widened as she did this as I thought to myself, we are rolling pretty fast here, doesn't she see the cliff there in front of her? She still did not acknowledge me being awake.

I was now fully sitting up in the back seat. 

Her hands were firmly gripping the steering wheel as she continued to cry her muffled crying. She stopped the car again! She seemed to be arguing with herself. Shaking her head. Again we started rolling closer to the edge of the cliff. We were pretty close at this point, I could see the depth of the cliff now from the other side of the deep hole, it was getting a bit brighter outside. It seemed as if this was taking a very long time.

I was now wide awake, and fearful!

All of a sudden I spoke, and to this day I can't completely explain what I said to her. I said in a very wimpy pleading voice  "Mommy, stop the car, don't do this, PLEASE Mommy, don't do this to us"!

I absolutely shocked her! She did not know I was awake and watching her. She slammed on the brakes and turned towards me. She said to me, "do what"? "What am I doing"?

Then she broke into heavy crying. Now the light was getting brighter outside. It seemed to me we were on some work sight she had pulled into to rest up. My older sister woke up a bit moving around in her seat in the front, completely unaware of what was going on.

My Mom turned the car wheel away from the cliff immediately and drove quickly away from the edge. She spoke not a word.

As I look back now I'm sure it was because if my older sister would have seen where we were at that cliffs edge she would have been screaming at the top of her lungs in fear!

That morning once back on the road  again with my sister back to sleep, my Mom said to me,

"we won't ever talk about this to anyone".

 

I said, "O.K. Mom".

I stayed awake the rest of the trip to Hialeah, Florida to her parents home and so did my Mom. I remember being afraid to fall asleep actually since she was so upset. What I thought was odd though, was that the next morning she pulled into a Graveyard under the shade trees for us all to get out of the car, stretch our legs and have a bite to eat from the picnic basket she had in the trunk, and I'm sure to also rest her weary eyes.

 

I will never forget this experience. My siblings all thought this was weird how we stopped at the graveyard. We still talk about it from time to time when we all gather.

We laugh about that crazy time Mom stopped at a graveyard to rest and have lunch. 

 I now think she pulled into that grave yard because she was very grateful we all were alive and she had been thwarted in her plan to end all of our lives because of the pain she was suffering going through that divorce.

 

I have never spoken of this to anyone since it happened in 1959. I don't know why. For many years I forgot about it. I tried to bring it up to my Mother one time in the 80's while we were both alone chatting in her home in North Carolina. She said she had no idea what I was talking about? So I left it at that. I guess she was never going to admit that this had happened. I'm sure the pain was way to deep in her soul. I can't imagine how she must have felt! After all, she was at least 6 months pregnant at the time with my little sister. 

I often would think of this day and be so grateful I was awakened that night!

Sometimes even as children we are led to intervene in the course of the future for our lives and others. I am grateful our lives did not end that way, that night! We were all protected by the only one who has our last breath in HIS hands! At HIS timing.

Not anyone else's.

Thank GOD!

 

The Sixth Sense

 

So, for me strange things started happening when I was very young. I always had an active sixth sense I guess. I always wondered why odd things were happening to me and yet no one was discussing these things when friends and family would hang out.

 

They talked about every other subject on earth, but nothing about all the odd things that seem to happen in this world.

Like the things that I would just seem to know or understand.

I wasn't sure how to approach the subject with others.

How could I have known without a doubt about something or someone? I could read intentions, but how and why?

I was often afraid about what would happen if I started asking questions.

I felt strange and weird. Why weren't others talking about all their strange experiences?

Weren't they having them? Didn't they see the "things", didn't they hear the audible voices? Were all their dreams wonderful and peaceful? Did they have night visions? Didn't they see the shadow people? Couldn't they hear the voices?

 

I was to shy and embarrassed as a young girl to ask anyone because it was all so frightening. I didn't want anyone to think I was crazy.  It was so normal for me. 

So where does this come from? The voices, the images, the happenings. The knowing? How is it one minute they were there and then they weren't!?

 

I finally got a little older and did ask a few questions. Others in my circles were not having similar experiences or at least they weren't telling me if they were. I wondered if they felt as odd in their private life as I did about it all and didn't want me to think they were crazy! I pondered it all for many years.

 

Then one year around my 28th birthday I had an experience that opened my eyes completely.

I had already seen by then an unidentified flying object along with a tall white alien being  and small grey aliens in an odd off world blue white haze. I had been on a ship that was not from this earth. I had also had many apparitions from another realm appear to me. Angels, demons, spirits and whatever else the black shadows were?  I had also heard my name called often and been instructed to do this or that, always leading to my protection, enlightenment or betterment somehow. 

I had also worked closely with a ministry that taught me about deliverance and demonology. I knew GOD through a personal relationship and followed HIS teachings.

What more could there be here on this planet?

There "was" actually more. And it was all from within!

 

This particular experience started as just a normal day,  (for whatever that's worth, Is there really a normal day in this life)?

 

My husband and I and our two young sons were headed for a theme park for the weekend in Florida. My husband had worked all day and I shopped and packed the luggage and car as we had planned to be leaving sometime after dinner. We ended up leaving late that evening around 11:00 p.m. as there were stops to make and things to pick up and so on.

We headed out of town taking the Interstate and were on the Howard Frankland bridge heading East towards Orlando. We were oddly the only car on the Interstate that night. It was a long drive over the bridge and we were all already tired, we were getting such a late start, the boys fell asleep quickly.  It was just all so exciting to be off for a wonderful fun packed well deserved weekend getaway!

 

When all of a sudden I got a very clear "sixth sense" message to be on the outside left lane of the interstate. Why? We had been riding along in the center of the bridge and for some reason I felt a strong desire to tell my husband to move to the outside lane. It seemed like a really silly request. I told my husband to get into the far left lane. He didn't even question me. But just before he moved over from the center lane he said to me, "do you see those police cruisers on the other side of the bridge coming right at us"?

I looked over and to my great horror I saw 3 police cars with lights flashing, traveling at a very high rate of speed coming towards us on same side of the bridge that we were on. I also thought I saw another fast moving vehicle that they seemed to be chasing! They were all heading right towards us, heading West as we were heading East on the same side of the bridge!

I felt a shaking fear come over me. Death seemed right at the door. I felt sick to my stomach. My husband looked white as a ghost! It became very clear to us we were in "grave danger".

WHICH lane should we be in?

The speeding cars were coming at us any minute!

But where will they come over the top of the bridge?

What could happen in a few seconds became very horrifying as we continued to blindly climb to the top of the bridge. We could no longer see the cars racing towards us. We wanted to stop and pull over but where? I screamed at my husband, "get in the far left lane"  We were now climbing up the highest point of the bridge when all of a sudden in the middle lane a car doing 100 miles per hour with it's lights off shot up over the top center lane of the bridge just two lanes over from us. 

 My husband then saw 3 police cars coming at us as well. They were literally 5 seconds behind the car they were all chasing in our direct path! They were all in the two center lanes! 

Had we not been in the far left lane our entire family would have been killed instantly on the top of the bridge at that very moment!

 

I turned around and stared in the back seat at my two beautiful sleeping babies and thought to myself, without the divine intervention of GOD speaking to me in the sixth sense of my mind we would all be dead. I started crying and so did my husband, We could not believe the great favor given to us at that very moment!

 It was overwhelming to say the least.  We were both shaking!

I wondered to myself how many accidents had happened in a similar manner but there were no divine interactions. My heart broke and rejoiced all in the same moment. We were blessed. The sixth sense is very real and I am grateful to this day that I am awake and aware of it. It's a gift and we all should open our minds and except it.

 

 

 

 

The Tornadic Experience

 

So, it was 2007, I was working for a very stuffy corporation, but I was having a blast.  Everyday I came to work the staff and I would have long talks while we worked about spiritual things and GOD and all that was happening in the world. It was so much fun talking and sharing about some of my many experiences, and theirs, that we all looked forward to the time every day when we could chat a bit at our breaks. It always felt like an anointed special time.

 

As time went on, this gathering was growing, the staff would come to my desk and we just knew this was "Talk time" everyone would have their cup of coffee in hand and they would ask me to share something about my spiritual experiences, PLEASE!!

 

One day as I was sharing one experience in particular something very strange started to happen. My lovely female boss started crying. She opened up like a flood gate, tears were flowing and shared that she wanted to "Get her life back in spiritual order". She said she had drifted away from what she knew as a young lady and wanted to come back to the faith she once had.

I spent everyday for a month during break times talking with her alone in her office and sharing Bible verses that would help repair the brokenness she felt. It was one of the most beautiful times in my life to see her humbled and lovingly working out her situations one by one. I had only known her from working with her here at the office and yet it was like I had known her all my life. I often said to her, I felt like I was led there to this position by GOD himself!

Each person who worked there slowly came to the same place and they all shared how grateful they were that The LORD had led me there to work with them all.

It was a special two years. Anointed if you will. Charged with energy and spiritual awakening. I couldn't wait to get to work everyday, I wanted to see what the LORD would do next!!

We all felt that way. We all felt the energy, it was like divine appointments were taking place each day.

Somehow I knew this time was limited here, but I wanted to my best for the Kingdom!

 

One morning as we were having a time of sharing during our fifteen minute break,  my boss called me into her large office privately and said,

"please show me where the scripture is that leads me to repentance".

 

I headed back to my desk to grab my Bible and my coffee cup, I knew this was a special moment in her life, she was very serious about changing her direction in life, right now, in this moment! 

 I quickly found the verse she was speaking of,

I turned to walk back into her office with the bible in one hand  opened to the requested verse and my coffee in the other hand.

 

As I turned toward her office it seemed as if time were standing still. This was strange!

A very powerful feeling came over me.

I saw her in her room seated behind her desk looking at me approaching her, I was now walking through the door of her office.

Everything seemed odd.

 

All of a sudden a huge rush of wind came at me from the left side of the wall in her room, it hit me so hard it threw me towards the ground on the right side of the wall near her desk. This was a very big room, it was a bit of a distance from one wall to the next. Before I hit the ground I tried to steady myself, but the force was so strong. I tried to not hit the chairs directly in front of her desk, I fought against the force, It was strange, very bizarre. I tried to put my coffee down after being hit by balancing my hand to prevent spillage! That wasn't possible, I spilled it all down the front of me but managed to set the cup on her desk without breaking it as I was being hurled, literally thrown by force towards the floor. 

I saw my bosses face as I was being shoved from the left to the right, she was in sheer horror and screaming as she witnessed all this! She was screaming my name over and over as my body was shoved into the wall. Her eyes were wide open and she looked as if she saw a ghost! She was horrified, I could see it in her eyes! She watched me being pushed by this wind sharply towards the wall and the floor! She ran over to me as I was thrown against the wall and tried to help me get up. She said through her tears, "what was that"? What just happened here? How could that strong force come after you from nowhere? How did it get in my office?

How could it throw you like that? I saw what it did to you Teri with my own two eyes, but how?  WHY?

 

 By now all the ladies were standing at the door of her office glaring inside. They were all terrified as my boss explained to them what she had just witnessed take place through her tears and horror!

One of the women was trembling as she watched it from the back side. She was speechless.

I slowly came to my feet with my bosses help and the room was spinning, just spinning. 

I tried to steady myself. 

 I had been hit so hard from the left side of my body it took my breath away, I was fighting it the whole time. But I couldn't stand against the force that hit me. I smacked my head hard on the wall as I fell to the floor!

It was so strange however, It was wind that hit me. Like a tornado. It didn't hurt me initially it caught me up and spun me, then it just threw me against the wall.

That hurt a bit!

It almost knocked me completely out. My head hit the wall first, I felt as if there were a hand holding me there, and then I just slid down the wall from my neck to my shoulder, HARD and fast.

My boss was crying and shaking from what she had just seen, her hands were shaking so hard she sat down in one of the chairs in front of her desk to gather herself. The ladies at the door were still terrified. They said they heard the boss yelling and it frightened them so. They said it was like sheer horror in her scream.

They all looked to afraid to enter the room!

I became very angry. VERY ANGRY!

 I stood to my feet and said to everyone, that was satan, some demonic force!

He is very unhappy with what is transpiring here.

Obviously my bosses conversion is going to make a huge difference in the lives of many. The impact that it had on the staff alone was already profound.

I knew as I stood there the gates of hell itself cannot stand against the plans of the great and powerful GOD I serve.

It became apparent to me that this was an anointed moment in time I and all these present will never forget.  

The enemy was defeated. I had won this battle, but evil was certainly not happy about it. My boss quickly recited the scripture I came to the room to share with her as her voice trembled. It was done! I assured her we were all fine and this was just a demonic attack.

 

I am so grateful for that moment in time. GOD'S power was shown to everyone in the office that day and made an amazing impact on all who experienced it. What was meant to scare us all quickly turned into a victory lesson.

GOD is good! What an honor to serve HIM!

TRUTH is always stranger than fiction!

The Light

 

 

So, It was 1979, in early Spring. I had been doing quite a bit of reading and studying the Bible. I wanted to know everything about the truth!

I had had a very strong experience in 1973 that had changed my life and led me to follow a path of study, but this year was very different. It was the year I had an experience with an extraterrestrial and  it's craft. I started to rethink everything. I had tried to share with those new friends I had made at church, but half of them didn't even  really know JESUS and could not relate to what I had just experienced.

I was made to feel as if I were the freak.

I had a very strained and difficult time living alone with my experiences throughout my life. I was encouraged by pastors not to speak of them in church to my friends as they may think I was strange. It could frighten people. I thought that was pretty weird, if you're not the cookie cutter Christian, because of your experiences, you really don't belong in the Christian social club. I didn't know anyone else at that time who could relate to me. It was a time in my life that brought about so many questions.

And a lot of confusion!

 

On this particular spring day in 1979 that I would like to share, my husband had been taking a nap as he had come home late from an overnight shift where he worked. He was in a back bedroom where it was more quite so the children wouldn't wake him as they played.

I was in the house doing laundry and cleaning, just another normal day in our household. I had been praying and speaking in tongues which was a gift given to me one night as I slept.

 (I woke up one night after prayer at a church service for the gift of speaking in tongues. The sound of my voice speaking actually woke me up that night. It was amazing to wake up with my lips moving and me praying in an unknown language).

 

I had been praying and sharing with a friend this day after talking for over an hour on the phone and I felt very empowered by the Spirit of GOD.

I could actually feel HIS presence all over me. It was a sense of awareness I had felt before, but this time it was very strong! 

I just kept on cleaning up around the house and folding laundry humming worship songs as I went about by chores.

 

As I finished my laundry I walked into the room where my husband was sleeping. I had a load of folded laundry in my arms and I was trying to be quite as I slipped into the room to put the clothes on the dresser.

My husband was lying on the bed asleep on his side and facing me. Then he opened his eyes, and upon seeing me in the room he jumped up wide eyed, he jumped to his knees on the bed and stared at me while trying to stand up and back himself into the corner of the room on the bed. I said to him softly, "are you O.K."?, He continued to stare and was trying to speak, he was pointing at me as if I were the reason he was frightened! I said again, "What's wrong with you, stop it, you're scaring me"? The look on his face was one of immense fear! He was staring up over my head! He seemed to be seeing something that had taken his breath away as he looked at me. He was in a shock like state as I watched him try to scream and gasp as he went to back away from me and cower in the corner on the bed. The closer I got towards him the more he screamed for me to stay away! I stopped in my tracks as I entered the room upon seeing him react this way.  It actually scared the heck out of me. I had never seen a reaction from anyone like this before. I didn't know what to think of it. So I pleaded with him, "I'm going to back out of the room now"!

Stop acting like this, stop doing what your doing, you're scaring me! I put the clothes down on the dresser and backed out of the room slowly.

I yelled into the room from the hallway and said again, "Are you O.K."?  He replied to me, "what was that all over you"?

I said, What are you talking about? He replied that when he awoke he saw a ghostly white light surrounding me and it was so thick I was like enveloped in it. He said it terrified him, it looked like I had lightening all over me. It was coming out of the top of my head! He didn't know what to think of it, but he didn't want it on him, so he tried to get away from me!

I told him, I didn't feel or see anything like that. I had no idea what he was talking about. I had just been doing the laundry and worshiping GOD while I was humming, I just wanted to put the clothes in on the dresser in this back bed room!

With that I came back around the corner, again I saw him in the same position on his knees up against the wall on the bed, and he yelled when he saw me, it's gone now!

It's gone!

 

I asked him why it scared him? He said he didn't know for sure.

But it didn't seem like it was me standing there in the light of the doorway with this intense light all over me.

He said it looked frightening to him.

 

I have never seen what he saw that day that scared him so in broad daylight. I have heard of Aura's and I had been told once by a psychic my mother knew that she saw something amazing surround me, but to this day I have never seen what others have told me they see occasionally.

This is truly a strange life and I can't say it enough,

truth is stranger than fiction.

I believe I was walking in the SPIRIT when my husband awoke that day and it took him by surprise to see the Light of GOD surrounding me. If you're not accustomed to seeing spiritual things such as this I'm quite sure it would traumatize you the first time.

Maybe I would have acted the same  way if I saw it on him, probably not?

I'll never know.

 

The Whistler

 

So, the year was 2012, and I was at home in my bedroom on my Laptop computer. Nothing odd about this day at all. No crazy feelings or strange noises. I was just sitting in bed and doing a bit of work on a very warm summer day.

I was very much engrossed in whatever it was I was writing until I heard someone whistling in my hallway. It was clearly a mans whistle. It was soft and low. Easy going if you will. Seemed kind? Someone was trying to get my attention! I stopped what I was doing immediately and called out to my husband thinking perhaps he had come home from work unannounced and was somewhere in the hall? But I found that odd because after being married to him for 23 years he has never whistled before! Not even once!

 

I waited a second or two for his response and then I got out of bed and headed down the hallway. There was no one there. There was no one in the house with me and the front door was locked. I checked the front again to see if I could see his Black Titan  truck parked out front. It was not there. I went to the back garage door and looked there. Still no sign of him.

I walked back to the bedroom and got back on the computer thinking O.K. I know I heard that whistle But I can't find anything to substantiate what I heard. All my windows were closed as the air-conditioner runs almost 24/7 here in Florida.

I knew the whistle came from the hall clearly. It wasn't from outside, it was very clear, but I was looking for logical explanation.

That wasn't to be found this day.

 

I was only on the computer ten minutes when again, I heard the same male whistler again. It was as if he was just whistling some sort of tune. Nothing I had ever heard before. It was slow and soft. It was kind of eerie. I didn't know anyone who whistled like that.

Not many people whistle anymore really.

At least none that I know. 

I got up again and stood in the long hallway. I did not hear it again. For some reason once I got up to investigate it, it just stopped.

O.K. I thought, who is this and why is this happening now?

 

I went back to my computer a second time. I sat there in my bedroom. I waited to hear it again. 20 minutes passed. Nothing.

So I went back to work and forgot about it. I knew what I heard but I didn't know what to attribute it to.

Then again after about an hour I heard it again. I stopped what I was doing this time, as I was rather angry about it now. It seems to be a game going on here, and I said out loud, "get out of my house NOW in the name of JESUS"! Either leave immediately or I will cast you into the Lake, and I know you don't want that.

Leave NOW!

I was so upset that this whistler was hovering around me, waiting for me to be engrossed in my work and then start to taunt me again.

I gave my energy back to the LORD and said, let's have that stop!

 

With that I went back to my computer. I have never again heard the whistler. It seemed to be a one time happening.

I never know why these types of incidences happen. Perhaps to keep me sharp? To keep me open and aware. So I never forget they are so close to our world these spirits we share this life with. I just know, I don't appreciate the interruptions and I don't tolerate them either.

If there is no reason for the interruptions I want nothing to do with them.

The only spirit I serve is the HOLY SPIRIT! I don't believe in playing games with lower spirits and I don't believe in communicating with the lessor realm. That is not my calling.

My calling is from above, and I am on a mission if you will, truly a mission from GOD himself. I'm not alone here. There are millions of us.

 

Only one life, twill soon be past, ONLY what's done for CHRIST will last. <3

Believe it!

The Wall People

 

So, it was 1973. It was early August. A very hot day in Clearwater, FL. I was living in a town house while I was awaiting the birth of my first son. I was alone in the home and had been doing a lot of cleaning and baking this day.  I remember going to the grocery store and all of a sudden feeling as if I were so tired. When I finally got home I felt that if I didn't take a nap I was going to collapse. I was 9 months pregnant and exhausted from my busy day. At least I guess that was what was happening? I went upstairs to my bedroom  to take a nap. I just felt as if I could not keep my eyes open another minute. I didn't usually take naps, but, now it seemed like if I didn't, I was going to fall asleep standing up!

 

I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. I remember thinking, why am I so tired? What did I do differently today  that made me this tired?

I was only 21 years old, I shouldn't be this tired, but I simply had to lay down.

 

It was as if I were meant to take that nap. Right then and there!

I slept very hard.

 

I woke up about an hour later. My eyes were fully opened and I sat up in bed. What I saw was unlike anything I had ever seen before!

There were people in the room starring at me. There had to be 50 people in the room. Up close to the bed,circling around the room and some near the bed, Just standing there looking at me! The bedroom was packed with faces peering at me over each others shoulders as I slept? I could tell by the look on the faces they were observing me for some unknown reason! It was so bizarre!

Older people, young people, girls, boys, men and women. Black, White, Korean and Japanese, Indian etc. From all walks of life. I saw them just as if they had been invited in through the front door! They were all dressed differently from each other. Just like on any street in any city, but they were all here, in MY bedroom!

What was happening I thought to myself? I was so freaked out, but I wanted to understand what was going on!

 

I then heard them all talking lowly. One said, "Oh look, she's fully awake". I heard a man say, "Come on now, we have to leave".

They all simultaneously began to back into the wall. Literally, they were disappearing as I watched them! They didn't walk backwards, they just sort of moved back, like they floated back toward the wall. My eyes were darting around the room quickly. I was starring at the faces. I wanted to remember this moment! Some were easy to remember. Others were not as easy to remember. In particular was one heavy younger woman with a flat round kind of face. Not really pretty. It's the only way I could describe her. She was odd. Dark short hair, kind of wiry hair. Brown eyes, dressed like she was poor. I was looking through the crowd of people trying to memorize a few faces. They were disappearing into the wall so quickly now. They kept going more and more into the wall. I could hear them talking about me. They were making comments. Simple, obvious comments.

 "She woke up so fast", "She see's us",  "I think she knows we're here". I kept watching until they all disappeared!

 

I now stood up and walked towards the wall. I ran my hands over the hard, cold concrete walls. I remember saying, "Who are you all"? Where did you go? Then I felt very strange and scared.

What just happened here? Why were these people here?

I heard nothing now. The room was quite. The sunlight was streaming in through the windows.  It was only around three O'clock in the afternoon.

 

I went downstairs and sat in the living room alone. I could not believe what had just happened.

The even more odd thing was I seemed to remember this happening before.  How strange this all is!

 

I just sat there. Taking it all in. Who were those people? There were so many of them? What did they want?

 

It wasn't until a few years later that I started to remember again the day this had happened to me. I was actually talking with a woman in my neighborhood that I had met, and I noticed it was the same woman I saw standing in the room years earlier with the flat head. The odd one, I remember her! I wondered how could this be. It was truly her. No doubting it at all. Same hair and eyes. same face. She came in my life as a friend.

She ended up being a very untrustworthy person. She was a negative and very deceptive personality. Many people had issues with her. She was known as a manipulator. I was surprised at how I had seen her before and here she was, living only a few doors down from me! This really negative personality. Right down the street from me. What was this real live person who had been in my room years earlier doing in my life now?

 

Had I seen the future so many years ago? Had I seen people who would later be a part of my life? Was I being warned?

The answer is clearly, YES!

I was being warned that those who come as friends, will not be friends. Those who come into my life will not be who they seem to be. I then remembered a few other faces that seemed so familiar to me, they had been in my room also!

It was a lesson given to me by wisdom. I didn't understand it at the time. It took me years to connect some of the faces I saw that day. But at this writing I have seen a few that I can recall.

This life is not what only meets the eyes, It's so much more, and then some. I am still learning every day about this strange happening called life.

Truth is simply stranger than fiction!