Dreams

July 31, 2024

Cheryl and I had an adult son living with us. It was out of necessity because he was unable to walk. Despite not knowing him in real life, in the dream, I felt close to him. He had a positive attitude and was able to navigate through life using a wheelchair with ease. The only assistance he required was getting in and out of bed, as it was too high for him. He was able to dress himself and handle all other daily activities on his own. Cheryl would put him to bed at night, and since he was an early riser, I would assist him in the morning. Other than that, he didn’t need any further help.

Dream—June 17, 2024

This dream was action-packed. It reminded me of the movie Matrix.

Dutch Sheets and I had just finished up a meeting, and it went well. As we left the meeting, we started walking toward the building where we would spend the night. The city we were in reminded me of downtown Montgomery, Alabama, where Cheryl and I lived from 1984 to 1989. The buildings looked like old government buildings in D.C. Each building looked somewhat like the Eisenhower building next to the White House. They were well-kept and had a charming old-fashioned vibe to them.

Somewhere along the way, I began to walk alone; Dutch was not there. It was in this part of the walk that I was attacked by three demons/men. They were very well dressed, but they all were clones. Each of the three had the same facial appearance and was dressed in a black suit, white shirt, and black tie.

Each cursed me and took swings. Most of the time, their fists and feet connected, but I was not injured in any way. I also managed to land some blows, which broke one’s nose and scraped the face of another. Their attack was relentless.

After finally arriving at our accommodation, I was attacked by demons the whole way. The fight continued into the lobby of a government building, where we were also staying. During the fight, Dutch showed up, and eventually, three police officers subdued the three demons. These officers held great authority in the spirit realm and were dressed in navy blue uniforms. Their dress was similar to the Royal Mounties except for the color. The police officers escorted the demons out of the building and into a separate building next to ours.

Following their departure, a noticeable shift in the atmosphere was observed, and the lives of both the staff and residents within the building began to undergo a transformation. Although Dutch was not present when this transformation started, the presence of Dutch, Ceci, and his two daughters, Sarah and Hannah, was unmistakably felt.

The building residents and workers were undergoing a remarkable transformation, with individuals of all ages visibly shedding the influence of demons. Additionally, a few of these entities were swiftly vaporized, leaving behind traces that required immediate cleanup.

As the ongoing transformation unfolded, I gazed out of a first-floor hallway window to the building adjacent to ours. I observed the three demons who had previously attacked me gazing out from a third-floor window. Additionally, on the second floor, I noticed an ancient demon seated in a rocking chair, also observing us. I promptly contacted Dutch, and upon his arrival, I proceeded to bring these individuals to his attention.

I turned to see three ladies in their 80’s who were long time employees in this building. They began to be delivered from perverted sexual demons. Freedom came to each of them.

The vision concluded with the complete transformation of the building and all individuals within it, brought about by the workings of the Holy Spirit.

End.

Dream-Wendy and Ken 8/4/24

Wendy and I are traveling first class on American Airlines to Dallas, Texas. Cindy Jacobs summoned us to the headquarters of Cindy Jacobs Ministries through Chuck Pierce.

We arrive at DFW and are greeted by Chuck Pierce, who escorts us to a very large helicopter, larger than any I’ve ever seen. The helicopter is a rich royal blue, and the interior is luxurious, pristine, and spotless. The seats are made of genuine off-white leather. The inside trim is silver. It was as if this was its first flight. 

As we travel, we are amazed by the VIP treatment we receive.

The helicopter touches down at Cindy Jacobs’s Headquarters. The headquarters is expansive and pristine white, just as immaculate as the helicopter.

Chuck leads us through the front door into a spacious vestibule filled with people. All eyes turn towards us as if waiting for our arrival. 

On each side, there are rooms where people are being trained and equipped. The rooms are full of people. As Chuck escorts us past each room, those inside give us their attention.

The Rooms There is a classroom for worship, a classroom for prophecy, a classroom for business, and a classroom for preachers.

A classroom for states. We are escorted to the classroom for states. There is the sense that I’m going to equip and teach others how to transform their state. As we stand outside the state room, someone asks, “Who is this?” “This is my spiritual daughter, Wendy,” I respond.

We enter the state-room and at that point, I don’t see Chuck again. I start seeing people I know but haven’t seen in many years. We greet everyone, and I introduce Wendy. Each seat is labeled, and we finally find ours in the front row.

END