How God Saved Me

I've told you about the nightmares.  I guess it's only fair that I also tell you about the amazing dreams that God has given me.   I know the dreams that He sends me because they are much more vivid than my regular dreams and I remember them clearly… the parts He wants me to anyway.  I'll explain that later.   The first dream I remember being in a corn field after the harvest.  I was franticly running around picking up little pieces of something that were spread all over the ground.  When my hands would get full I would run over and set them on a table and then back out into the field to look for more pieces.  When I set the pieces on the table the second time I noticed that the first batch of pieces were no longer there.  I looked up and saw a man taking the pieces from the table and putting them on an easel.  I then turned and ran back to the field and continued my hunt.  After many trips I returned to the table with the final pie...

Like I said, the enemy doesn't give up without a fight.   But God used the opportunity to teach me how to fight back. When I was turning back to God and started praying again, I started having terrible nightmares.  They would all start as normal dreams and then they would take an evil twist.   Nothing was what it seemed.  There are two that I remember more than others and I think that is because of what happened after each of these.   The first one started out in a house with a mother, father, sister, myself and a baby.  I believed in the dream that they were my family and this adorable child was my own.  I came down stairs with the baby.  It started to cry.  As it was crying it was like my eyes were opened and I could see what this happy-looking life really was.  The child in my arms turned out to be a demon.  I ran, crying, to the kitchen where my parents were.   When I entered the room they all seemed like they were possesse...