Share Your Dreams and/or Visions

I had a very vivid dream 4 nights ago. I wasn’t going to post about it, but in light of current world events, I thought I would share it. I was in a park with my children having a picnic, when suddenly, missiles were being fired upon us. I was crawling for cover underneath a park bench and trying to get my children under as well. I had a very closeup view of one missile striking the park. The dream was terrifying to say the least.

 

Wow, just prior to the attack in Isreal.

 

Yes, that's why I decided to share it with the forum. The timing was curious.

 

Fire will fall from the sky?
Lord, protect us from this.

 

Dec. 6, 2017 – around 5:30AM

This morning just after waking, I was shown very clearly three people (interiorly I knew they were men) dressed in long black robes with hoods over their heads and faces. Two of the people disappeared leaving one of them standing there. As I looked, I saw appear over his head in large bright letters that said, “His Holiness”. Then it disappeared. My feelings were that what I was shown was not something good.

I don’t know if this has any bearing on what I was shown, but after my prayers I went to my computer and felt I was lead to read “OnePeterFive”. The article I read was, “A Call for Cooperation between Catholicism and Freemasonry.”

Our Lady has warned us of the error of Freemasonry many times through Fr. Gobbi (Marian Movement of Priests). “Ecclesiastical Masonry seeks to destroy this reality through false ecumenism, which leads to the acceptance of all Christian Churches, asserting that each one of them has some part of he truth. It develops the plan of founding a universal ecumenical Church formed by the fusion of all the Christian confessions, among which the Catholic Church.

 

Thank you Lynfiat
This is precisely why I believe so strongly in the Great Miracle prophesied at Garabandal and whose stated intention is the conversion of the whole world to the One, Holy, Apostolic and Roman Catholic Faith. This is the only true ecumenism and is the answer to the priestly prayer of Jesus, “That they all may be One.”
UT UNAM SINT
“ Blessed Maria Gabriella Sagheddu, born at Dorgal (Nuoro) on March 17, 1914, at the age of 20 entered the Trappist Monastery of Grottaferatta, now transferred to Vitorchiano (Viterbo.)
In simplicity of heart she offered her life for The Unity Of The Church and for all separated brethren. The Lord was pleased to accept the sacrifice which was consummated on April 23, 1939, on the Sunday of The Good Shepherd.
Beatified on January 25, 1983, her remains are honoured in The Chapel of Unity, on the grounds of the Monastery of Vitorchiano.”
I am blessed with a relic of this beatified soul.

 

I think there will be a time when there will be only one Christian church with a full claim to apostolic succession and a false pseudo-Christian religion of Gnostic orientation as it was in the early church, so that the path to salvation will be as clear as the midday sun.

 

I have realized lucid dreaming is a con and not a pro for receiving divine-directed dreams since in a lucid dream, the dreamer itself controls almost everything, there's no place for external influence. Probably what must happen will happen, so a divine light would supercede lucidity if needed.
I could LD as a child, some years ago I recovered the skill automatically

 

I don’t agree with your thinking, Luan, but you could be right.

 

Lynne,

In the Thread, The AntiChrist is Here, in post 434, I highlight a thorough book I have since finished reading. You are correct: the best way to describe freemasonry is demonic and unrelenting in their desire to destroy the Church. A true Catholic should avoid them like the plague.

 

Jesus is silent and sad. On waking up this morning, I had a vivid vision of Him on a life-sized crucifix, zoomed in on His face. He had an expression of silent suffering, with His arms stretched on the cross.

It was a concrete statue. The meaning of the vision was given to me: people treat Jesus as if He were dead and cold like stone, a relic from the past.

Jesus is sorrowful because people reject Him, who lived, died, and rose again for our salvation. He is alive and desires our love in return for His love. Let us keep Him company and comfort Him in reparation for the indifference and ingratitude of humanity.

 

I share this with you for your discernment:

Tues. 3/28/95 7:30AM (two years after coming into the Catholic Church)

Adoration Chapel at St. Paul of the Cross, N. Palm Bch FL –

While praying with my eyes closed, a bright light filled my vision. From the light I saw what appeared to be a very large chair with a high back and side arms. It was as though looking through a fog of light. I then could see, very vaguely, an outline of a person engulfed in the light. As the light was so bright, I could not see clearly. At first, I doubted what I was seeing. Then my mind began to think of our heavenly Father and I fell into a prayer to Him. I then said to Him, "How can people not know that you are their Father, our Daddy. How can they think of you as being anything other than that (thinking about people who had been calling Him Father-Mother).” Jesus himself told us in the Lord’s Prayer – “Our Father”. I continued to think that this was my imagination even as I continued seeing this vision before me. It startled me to hear Him say to me, "Love them as I love them." I then thought that this was possibly the enemy trying to trick me so I immediately prayed to cast out any evil spirits, but it just stayed there before my eyes.

A little while later I heard, “The veil will soon come down!” For some reason I didn't want to listen as I could feel that He was going to say something else, so I began praying again. He again said, "The veil will soon come down. Then you will see wonders as you have never seen. Moments later He said, “I Am, (slight pause) Yahweh.” All of this must have taken about 20 minutes. It was as if in slow motion. His voice was so very tender and loving! He spoke very slowly and clearly. My body felt as though I were no longer there in the chapel, but when someone came in the door, I was aware of their presence. After I left the chapel, throughout Mass and for some time later, my body felt "numb". I have felt the peace of Our Lord before, but never anything quite like this. During Mass at the elevation of the Host, I saw a light come out of the back of the Host, facing Fr. Art. After communion, extremely bright lights were flashing in my head mostly coming from the right side and many shadows appeared.

3/29/95 Late PM - My husband had asked me for this message (above) and while reading it said he didn't understand what "The veil will soon come down" meant. We had just prayed for an answer when a Bishop speaking on EWTN showed a picture of Pope Leo XIII. There was a lady in the picture who was wearing a veil on her head - her hands were on the veil looking as though she were going to pull it down over her face. The Bishop went on to explain that this represented a death approaching or that Rome or a civilization was coming to an end, or that there was going to be a new time approaching.

 

I had a lucid (I think, im pretty sure I was self-aware in the dream) dream where I was a sort of ghost, or I could just fly around and go through the walls. the first thing I did was fly to my deceased grandma's apartment, but she had already left
I guess Im happy that even when I could explore any wonder of earth, I tried to do that first. dreams are rarely 100% conscious. And as I said I never did any techniques for this, its just a childhood boon I have.

 

I love these dreams about flying, they are wonderful. I am sure nearly everyone has them. Perhaps they are a side light into heaven when we will fly with the angels?

 

I wasn't feeling so hot yesterday during Mass so I decided to have a kind of contemplative day off and just sat there watching everything. Not kneeling or following along with the missal just being quiet and taking everything in.

Then after communion when I had returned to my place I heard a soft roaring sound and turning around to gaze the statue of the Sacred Heard to the left of the altar I saw the Heart as a great infinite furnace , roaring lights or yellow and white going away into an infinite distance and thought of the words of Jesus,

'Behold this heart which has so loved men!'

Then very clearly I heard the words,

' With what confidence you approach and trust a heart that loves so much!'

A huge feeling of joy and hope came over me and I thought at once that, yes indeed I could have total total trust in such a heart!

 

How blessed we are with our Catholic devotions that reveal so much about our loving God.

The all consuming fire of the Sacred Heart of Jesus.

The radiant beauty and purity of the Immaculate Heart of Mary.

The contemplative and pure Heart of St Joseph.

The three hearts of the holy triune family of Nazareth.

 

Yes!!! Beautifully said. I have had these devotions since I was little. I have always had the Two Hearts hanging in my kitchen by the door. Its a good reminder to pray Sacred Heart of Jesus I give hou my heart and my soul. Immaculate Heart of Mary I place all my trust in you.

 

'If you knew how much I love you you would die of joy!'

BVM Meduroje.

 

Just popped in to the Forum to share some more Good News. Praised be Jesus and Mary.

Moving to a new parish started as a true test.
1. A Priest who was paranoid about germs and stood well back when distributing Holy Eucharist, preferably on the hand.

2. Holy votive candles blown out straight after Holy Mass.

3. No time for Confession except by appointment.

4. Tabernacle housing Eucharistic Jesus, a sad little box off one side of the Church.

1. Miracle, new Priest not afraid of people, even makes a point of stooping down to bless little children accompanying parents.

2. Miracle, votive candles allowed to burn out naturally, so the little beam of light can go all the way to Heaven.

3. Miracle, new Priest organising Monthly devotions First Saturday with Confession.

4. Miracle, today new Priest asking if we would mind if he moved the Tabernacle to the natural heart of the Church.

5. Watch this space, dear God is such a lovely, adorable, sweet, kind, merciful Father. Brings tears of joy to a sad little old soul on the last leg of her journey.

 

Here is the first little holy true story I am going to share in my new parish, in case anyone would like to hear it.

The following true story was related to me by an elderly nun who heard it from the lips of the late Reverend Father Stanislaus SS. CC.

One day many years ago, in a little town in Luxembourg, a Captain of the Forest Guards was in deep conversation with the butcher when an elderly woman entered the shop. The butcher broke off the conversation to ask the old woman what she wanted. She had come to beg for a little meat but had no money. The captain was amused at the conversation which ensured between the poor woman and the butcher. "Only a little meat but how much are you going to give me?"

"I am sorry I have no money but I'll hear Mass for you".

Both the butcher and the Captain were good men but very indifferent about religion so they at once began to scoff at the old woman's answer. "All right then," said the butcher,"you go and hear Mass for me and when you come back I'll give you as much meat as the Mass is worth". The woman left the shop and returned later. She approached the counter and the butcher seeing her said, "all right then, we'll see". He took a slip of paper and wrote on it I heard Mass for you.

He then placed the paper on the scales and a tiny bone on the other side but nothing happened. Next he placed a piece of meat instead of the bone but still the paper proved heavier. Both men were beginning to feel ashamed of their mockery but continued their game. A large piece of meat was placed on the balance, but still the paper held its own. The butcher exasperated, examined the scales, but found they were all right.

“What do you want my good women, must I give you a whole leg of mutton?”

At this he placed a leg of mutton on the balance but the paper outweighed the meat. A larger piece of meat was put on, but again the weight remained on the side of the paper. This so impressed the butcher that he was converted and promised to give the women her daily ration of meat. As for the Captain he left the shop a changed man, an ardent lover of the daily Mass. Two of his sons became priests – one a Jesuit and the other a Father of the Sacred Heart.

Father Stanilaus finished by saying, “I am the religious of the Sacred Heart and the Captain was my Father”.

From that incident the Captain became a daily Mass goer and his children were trained to follow his example. Later when his sons became priests, he advised them to say Mass well every day and never miss the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass through any fault of their own.