Prophetic Dreams, Visions, & Words Pestilence, Famine, & Remedies - Vicki Goforth Parnell

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TABLE OF CONTENTS
TABLE OF CONTENTS 1
At Least 2 More Pestilences Warning 3/10/22 at 5:15 am 3
Mosquitoes Dream 4/12/22 at 4:42 pm 6
Another Pestilence Coming Dream 5/6/22 at 6:58 am 11
At Least 2 More Pestilences Warning 3/10/22 at 5:15 am 37
Mosquitoes Dream 4/12/22 at 4:42 pm 40
Food Lion Vision 4/7/20 at 8:42 pm 45
Walmart Bakery Vision 9/14/20 at 2:06 pm 46
Food Lines With Hungry People Vision 5/11/21 at 10:37 am 47
The Food Plant Dream 6/9/21 at 11:15 pm 49
Vision Of The Perils Of Famine 11/7/21 at 7:07 am 52
There’s Nothing Coming In Dream 1/24/22 at 1:11 am 57
About Money Conversation With My Lovely Jesus 2/11/22 at 7:11 am 58
Two Babies Dream 4/05/22 at 4:04 am 59
11/13/19@4:04AM - The Scientist/Biologist Dream 74
The Symbolic Dream 10-23-22@9:16pm, 10-24-22 @2:24am & 5:29am,
10-27-22@ 9:20am 79
The Supplier of My Needs Dream 11-2-22 @ 12:19am, 2:17am, and
4:56am 84
Grievous Sores Coming 7/6/21 at 3:15 pm 90
Extra Strength Chest Rub 11/26/21 91
Pain Relief Cream 11/30/21 92
Headache Salve 12/15/21 93
Itch Relief Salve 12/16/21 94
Mild Decongestant Rub For Children Ages 2 & Under 12/16/21 95
Earache Medicine Oil Drops Using Dried & Powdered Herbs 12/29/21 96
Boil Salve 12/30/21 97
Antibiotic Salve 12/30/21 99

Mullein & Eucalyptus Chest Rub 2/1/22 100
Nerve Pain Salve 2/9/22 101
Healing Salve For Diaper Rash & Other Sores, Wounds & Rashes 3/29/22
at 2:52 pm 102
Spider Bite Salve 7/24/22 at 5:00 pm 104
Mullein & Garlic Oil For Earaches 106
Treatment To Aid In The Leprosy-Type Flesh Eating Illness Part 1 3/14/22
107
Treatment To Aid In The Leprosy-Type Flesh Eating Illness Part 2 3/21/22
109
Treatment To Aid Marburg Hemorrhaging Sickness 3/14/22 115
Products Tainted by China Part 1 3/11/22 at 5:19 am 117
Products Tainted By China Part 2 3/23/22 at 5:16 am 119
At Least 2 More Pestilences Warning 3/10/22 at 5:15

am
Jesus has been speaking to me several months now about 2
pestilences, virus/disease/illness/ sickness or whatever you wish
to call them, that are coming or has come already. I woke up this
morning with an urgency to send the warning although I do not
have all the information condensed and ready to be shared. I
sought my lovely Jesus and he said, “Yes, sound the alarm. Give
warning so the people can be preparing and praying. So they can
seek me in advance about all these things coming!” So here I am
warning again in Jesus’ mighty name!
This document is a summary of what I have spoken on the short
video that I have uploaded on Rumble, Bitchute, Brighteon and a
shorter one on Tik Tok, so it will not be word for word as the
video, but will contain the information needed in this document.
Holy Spirit lead me in Jesus name I pray!
The first is a hemorrhaging illness that in a dream titled Prayers of
the enemy that I had from 1-15-22 through 1-16-22 in which God
revealed the name Marburg for this disease/virus/illness. It has
already been released.
How much, how little or what locations I’m not sure so please
pray about all things. This sickness in the last stages in its
severest state will cause you to bleed out of all your body
orifices...your body openings...eyes, ears...any part that has an
opening.
The second is a Leprosy type flesh eating disease/virus/illness
that will as it progress cause deep sores that will eat your flesh
away. Some will have abscess in them if not all of the deeper
ones. This one is highly contagious to the touch. I don’t know if it
has been released as of yet!
WE ARE NOT TO FEAR THESE THINGS AT ALL! WE ARE TO

TRUST ON OUR LOVELY JESUS IN ALL THINGS!
Are wonderful Savior, our Lord Jesus Christ is giving us warning
so we can prepare, and he does it out of love.
I am going to provide you a brief bit of information that he has
spoken to me as I have prayed and fasted about these things.
These pestilences are of the same origins as the Covid, so if
you’ve studied it prayerfully and searched out the matter under
the leading of the precious Holy Spirit you will know these are
man-made.
Let me say this first. I am not a doctor. I am not an herbalist. The
information I share with you is to be prayed about. I don’t know
your body, but he does. This is what he has revealed to me
would aid in fighting these 2 pestilences that are definitely
coming or has come already.
For the Marburg, Jesus has told me to make Yarrow tea using 1
teaspoon of the dried Yarrow to every 4 ounces of water and this
would aid in stopping the internal bleeding. Again I have had very
little knowledge of herbs, but God is giving me a crash course as
I seek him about how to heal if he chooses not to heal instantly
as he can do. This is why he has been speaking to me about his
own hand made remedies he created for us in nature.
For the Leprosy-type flesh eating pestilence I have been
instructed to make a poultice with Burdock root, onion and garlic.
Also ginger root can be added too. Let me stress to you the fact
that I have never made a poultice before, so I looked on the
internet and found there are so many different ways. I then began
praying again asking my lovely Jesus, “How do you make a
poultice for this sickness, and he has shown me, and I will Lord
willing provide all this information after I get it fully condensed.
I am asking you to pray about these things. Don’t take my word!

Seek Jesus about all things. I couldn’t release this information
until he gave me the okay, because all things are done in his time
and his timing is perfect. The main thing that we are to do as
Christians, is no matter what happens, we keep our eyes fully on
him. We are not supposed to let worry, fear or doubt consume
us. Our hearts should be rejoicing in our salvation with praise and
song in our hearts and on our lips. Study his word. Fast and pray.
Seek to know him. Seek to become more intimate with him.
Spend some quiet time with him and when you pray, take time to
stop and listen because he has much to say if you give him some
of your valuable time. He is a good, good God.
Thank you for your time! God bless! Stay under his blood, under
his wing and stand in the power of his holy name...JESUS
always!
This is where I purchased the herbs mentioned in the video and
this document. Pray about the amount the Lord Jesus wants you
to purchase, because these may not be available to you at a later
time, nor do we know how many treatments it will take.
Mosquitoes Dream 4/12/22 at 4:42 pm

I found myself in the middle of what I can only call a marshland
or swampy area. As I'm looking around, I hear the word
“Everglades.” I feel I am in the area of the Florida Everglades. I'm
in a white speedboat, looking at the land mass in front of me.
There are people near the shoreline. I see five men and one
woman.
The woman has dark shoulder-length hair that she wore straight,
loose and down. She is wearing straight legged, blue jeans and a
light-yellow button up short sleeve shirt that has an orange hue
to the yellow of its color. All over her shirt is miniature red Fleur
de Lis with a black line dividing the top half of the Fleur de Lis
from the bottom, under the flower part. Her head is turned, so I
can't see her features well, at this point, but she is white
Caucasian in her skin color. There is a man who is standing close
to her, and they are conversing intently. He is wearing what looks
like, to me, a light beige or possibly light tan khaki safari outfit,
which included a short sleeve button up shirt with dark brown
buttons, knee-length shorts, but he’s wearing lace up boots.
They look like hiking boots or heavy work boots. When I look at
them, I see the word Timber wolf boots.
He has a safari type hat that's rounded on top with a brim that
looks like it's extending outwards. The brim of his hat is
shadowing his face, so I can't see his features either, but his skin
is light colored. I see he’s wearing glasses from the way his face
is turned sideways as he talks with the lone lady in the group.
Her actions make her appear, to my eyes, almost giddy with
excitement for something that's about to happen. But what it is,
I'm not sure yet.
I notice now that two of the men were working intently on some
type of cylinder container shaped like a silver tube. While they
continue to do what they are doing, my eyes glanced at the
remaining two men with this group. They are armed guards of
some sort, although both are dressed very much like the first
man with the glasses, except they both are wearing pants and
are wearing a sidearm that’s strapped snugly into their holsters.
There is a burly black man with the darker colored skin and tight
short curly hair. The other man, also muscular, is blonde, headed
with a mustache. It puts me in mind of the old pro wrestler Hulk
Hogan I have seen pictures of many years ago, except this man
had a full head of hair.
The movement of the two men working on the cylinder container
caught my attention, so I focused on them intently. Both men are
on their knees on the ground. The first man is holding the
cylinder tube-type container in a steady position, because the
ground wasn’t totally level.
The second man is younger in age and looks to be somewhere in
his mid- thirties, with brown chestnut hair that he wore cut short.
He is wearing a white pullover shirt with a collar and some type
of logo patch that rested above his heart.
The first man is a gray headed older man. He is heavy set, but
dressed the same as the second younger man. I hear a slight
“whooshing” noise and I notice the cylinder front has slid open,
exposing a glass panel underneath it. I see movement inside the
containers of the exposed glass. It's some type of insects I know
somehow. The container panel had opened after the chestnut-
haired man had imputed a numerical code on the top control
panel near the handle on the top of the cylinder tube. The
numerical code was 976342. “Sir, we're ready,” I heard the
chestnut-haired man call out to the man with the glasses who is
still talking with the lady. "Thank you, Lewis. Let's begin, shall
we?” The lady let out a small squeal of delight as she and the
man with the glasses watched them bring the container closer to
the edge of the shoreline near the murky, algae covered green
water. The gray-haired man helped steady the container, then
stood up and walked to a green canvas type carrying bag. He
pulls out what I know is a small, but very powerful, high-powered

video camera.
“Jude are you ready,” the man with the glasses called out and
asked the gray hair man holding the camera as he began
focusing its lens to the perfect adjustment. “I got it, sir,” he
replied. The two guards were keeping their eyes and ears open
for any potential danger or more like interruptions, is what I feel in
this dream as they casually strolled around the perimeter where
their little area was set up.
“Lewis,” the man with the glasses, said. “Ready, sir,” the
chestnut-haired Lewis responded. Next, the man with glasses
asked “Jude,” questioningly? “Video is ready too, Sir,” Jude
replied. The man with the glasses shouted and said, “Let ‘em
loose, Lewis! Set them free and let them do all we have made
them to be able to do!”
This remark made the lady let out a small snicker and then a
squeal of delight that left me puzzled. I see the man Lewis press
a sequence of numbers, a numerical code, on the small
electronic control panel that’s on top of the cylinder shape tube.
It opens the glass panel that’s on top of the cylinder shape tube
and releases the insects inside. Again, I see the code, and it is
666. Suddenly, the glass panel opens and out flies many, many
insects. Mosquitoes! They are mosquitoes, but I know in this
dream they are not regular ones, but altered somehow, someway.
As the last mosquito leaves the cylinder container that once held
them captive, the lady lets out a giddy laugh. When she did, the
man with the glasses reached over and enfolded her in what
looked like a familiar, intimate embrace. Then he kisses her
passionately, knocking his hat off his head in the process, as she
responds just as passionately as he.
When they finally finish kissing, both turns to look out across the
swampy water and murky lands to the now fleeing mosquitoes.
This is when I see their faces as I look upon them in shock. It is
Bill and Melinda Gates, who in reality are supposed to be

divorced!!!
Then I watch as Bill Gates leans down to reach a bottle that I
know contains champagne and two little goblet-type glasses that
I hadn't seen until this moment. He pops open the champagne
and pours both of them a glass, celebrating the releasing of
these altered mosquitoes. I have a feeling in this dream that this
might not be the only place that will be releasing these altered
mosquitoes. I see the name “June” but I'm not sure what it
pertains to. As I watch the mosquitoes fly through the air, I have
this understanding come to my mind and heart. These are
genetically modified mosquitoes!!! "Father God, dear Jesus, what
are these mosquitoes supposed to do that would cause Bill and
Melinda Gates to celebrate like they are? What's in the
mosquitoes,” I ask my lovely Jesus? "Are they genetically
modified to mutate or what? Please tell me?”
“O’ Daughter of Faith, of Grace and of Mercy, both the evil Bill
and Melinda Gates are loyal to the cause of the New World Order
and the rise of Antichrist. For years, they have been helping to
prepare the way for both. To the public's ears, these mosquitoes
have been modified to prevent the spreading of three sicknesses.
They are Yellow fever, Dengue fever and the Zika virus! In reality,
they do the exact opposite! They shall be spreading all three of
these illnesses.
“But why Jesus? People will possibly die from these,” I ask
seriously! “Yes, Daughter,” I hear Jesus reply with great sadness
in his voice, “that is their plan!!!” “What do we do,” I ask him?
“Daughter of Faith, of Grace and of Mercy, you continue to trust
me and not fear.
Many promises I leave to you in My Holy Scriptures. Promises of
protection for those who are Mine. These promises are for you
and will be applied to your life when you live a life pleasing to me
and according to my Holy Word, and keep trusting me, because
Daughter, my word will never fail. These promises are for all, not
just one single person.” “I understand Jesus.”
Then I awoke.
Verses:
Ecclesiastes 5:8 ;Proverbs 29:2; Proverbs 28:5; Proverbs
24:19-20; Psalm 14:2-3; Psalm 66:7; Isaiah 41:10; Isaiah 54:17 ;
Psalm 34:7-9
Another Pestilence Coming Dream 5/6/22 at 6:58 am

I’m here sweet, lovely Jesus and I dreamed again. And yes, just
as you warned me, antichrist was in it. I dreamed of a time of
uncertainty and great turmoil in our world.
I found myself traveling with a group of people in a solid white
vehicle that I can only describe as a mini-type van truck. I
remember the interior is tan, faux leather. Even the headliner is in
a matching tan color.
The windows in this van bus were like the white bamboo shades
that when you pulled the strings, it rolled up neatly like a scroll
held in place above the window. So, it looked like a scroll rolled
up.
We were traveling, looking for a safe place to stay. War had come
but so had many plagues and diseases. There are other vehicles
with us, and we make our very own little caravan.
The back of this minibus or van I am in I can see has double
doors at the back and it’s how one enters this part of the vehicle.
The inside is more like that of some type of commercial bus with
seats on both sides. You had to stay stooped over, though, when
you head to a seat because of the height of this bus – this
minivan. There are two sets of two seats in each row. Each side
for a total of eight seats.
Behind these seats are boxes, totes and bags of survival supplies
and each side is held up by a green-type netting so it will not fall
into the walkway, allowing the people entrance into this vehicle.
This vehicle is almost completely full of people except for one
seat beside me by the window. This seat I see is taken up by a
white plastic pet taxi and inside it is a very fluffy, charcoal grey
cat sitting on a what looks like a red towel of some sort. Her
name is Lucky, this name given to her by the majority vote.
I know in this dream that I disapproved of it because I don’t

believe in luck because it is God’s love and favor – His divine
intervention that protects and determines our course from the
actions and decisions we ourselves and others make. But
because she had survived what most animals had not in our area
of the state we had come from, her name was changed from
Trixie to Lucky.
I am myself in this dream, yet I somehow feel I don’t belong here.
Beside me to my right is a blond-headed lady who has her long
hair pulled back in a ponytail. It looks like it has been pulled back
without being brushed. Beside her sat a teenage boy of about 13
years of age. His hair was long and shaggy too.
Then I realized my hair, although in better shape than theirs, is
not in the best shape either. It looks like I had tried to run my
fingers through mine to give some semblance of order to it. I see
now that I am dressed in blue jeans and oversized pink t-shirt
that is somewhat stained with a pair of very well- worn white
tennis shoes that are dirty and scuffed.
Behind me in the next row of two seats are Agnes, the 65-year-
old mother of our group and her husband, Bernard, who is
actually two years younger than her. So, Bernhard is 63 years in
age. I know in the dream she is a rather headstrong, almost
pushy-type a woman and her Bernard was quiet and submissive.
The last two people riding in our minibus van are a man named
Joe, who I guessed to be about mid-40’s, who had lost his family
when the nukes fell. He had been away from his home on a
business trip when it all began. With the last individual being a
lady named Louise. A plump lady somewhat like I am but with
more weight upon her petite frame.
The two in the front were a couple. Alex is driving and his wife,
Lecia, is more or less riding shotgun, as we call it here in the
South, meaning she is armed with guns in front ready to shoot if
the need arises. I don’t approve of the guns, but our world has
changed, and most people do not trust my lovely Jesus for
everything, as I choose to do, even in this dream.
I know our whole group consists of around 12 to 15 people, but I
don’t see the others to identify them right now.
How much longer, I hear Agnes ask from behind me? There is a
window that is open in the divider from the front and the back of
this vehicle, and I see Lecia turn her dark-haired head to the
window and reply, we are turning in right now.
I hear a course of thank God, it’s about time and finally go
throughout the back of the bus but I had held my peace. I had
spent my time praying and talking to my lovely Jesus and my
dear friend, Holy Ghost. Oh, and yes, Lucky the cat, during the
whole time we were traveling.
We pulled into what looked to be a town. But instead of stopping
inside it, we drove through to the outskirts to where I see a new
town that has been erected of tents and shanties.
I hear Joe speak up and ask, why are we not inside the town,
Alex? Why the outer part?
He replied, though still driving, the vehicle has to be hidden in the
back because most people no longer have anything to drive or
gasoline to make them run even if they have one. Also, we don’t
want to draw attention to our location by having new vehicles
parked directly in sight should the militarized government decide
to run patrol through this town again.
Where are we staying, then? Joe asked. Everybody was paying
attention because we all wanted to know the answer to this
particular question. It had been a long, hard and even dangerous
journey but here we are finally in the state of Nebraska.
Lecia cut in and replied. We spoke with the head zone master of
the underground, and he has told us we can live in some of the
vacant buildings. He said the population had been greatly
reduced by all that has happened in our world.
I let out a sigh of relief and whispered thank you, sweet Jesus.
Sleeping in a vehicle was not the best scenario and the life I
wanted to live but I am still joyful and grateful for it.
We finally came to a stop, and we swiftly disembarked from the
vehicle and then the scene changed.
Our small group has relocated to what was once been a bed and
breakfast with four rooms upstairs and two downstairs. I knew
somehow that I had been given a bedroom upstairs.
I walked upstairs to the room I was directed to and now I am
finally inside the room that they have chosen for me. Upon
entering, I see Lucky. I find that I have been given charge over
her also.
Now I am praying by the modest-sized bed that thankfully, still
had its bedding upon it. Because the winter was severe, cold and
harsh anything that could be used to keep warm usually had
been confiscated either by those in charge of a region or the
people trying to survive in the other places we had traveled
through.
The room itself was charming, if things like that mattered
anymore. They don’t. I noticed my reflection in the white-with-
gold-trim Queen Anne-style vanity with its spacious mirror. I
looked a mess but my heart, my heart is still true to my lovely
Jesus, as it is in reality.
I had the sense or the feel in this dream that I have had in other
dreams that I may not be here when some of these things in this
dream occur in reality, that my presence is here in this dream to
bring to me so many answers of so many questions that I have
been calling out to Father God and Jesus for. Jeremiah 33:3 tells
us to “call upon me and I will answer thee and shew thee great
and mighty things that thou knowest not”. When I ask my mighty
Jesus questions, I also quote this verse to Him because I know it
brings Him pleasure when I speak His holy scriptures back to
Him. I let out a weary sigh and thanked my lovely Jesus for all the
good things He still blessed me with somehow in a world gone
mad by disease, war and famine.
All I want to do is to spend some sweet time alone with my lovely
Jesus. So, I walk over to the bed and kneel beside it and begin
praying earnestly and humbly to Him. Sweet heavenly Father, in
my lovely Jesus name...and then, I’m praying.
After praying, I begin walking around the room, hands lifted up in
total worship and holy surrender to my God and King. When I am
finished, I walk toward the bed. Though still weary in body, my
heart and soul are encouraged and the joy of my lovely Jesus
bubbles up in my soul. I love you, Jesus. I praise you.
I sat down on my bed, then stopped abruptly. I see this shadowy
form of a person figure sitting on the Queen Anne-style chair with
its cherry wood finish and solid pink fabric. I feel no fear or terror.
This is not a demon.
It speaks out, “Daughter of faith, of grace and of mercy” it says
to me.
I recognized the voice. Holy Spirit, my friend I said in stunned
awe.
“It is me. I have some things to talk with you and to bring to your
remembrance,” he said.
Sweet Holy Spirit, I have felt your love, your loving presence in
my life so many times. I cherish it. I welcome it but I have never
seen you before, until now.
“Few do, daughter of faith, of grace and mercy. Because I am a

spirit. But your faith and love for the Holy Father and his Son,
Jesus, in addition to our friendship has led me to show myself to
you to encourage you. I bring to your remembrance the
conversation you had with the Son, Jesus, concerning the two
pestilences he revealed to you of the fever, the sickness known
as Marburg as well as the leprosy type illness – both birthed from
the labs of evil men.”
Yes, I remember. I was led to share these warnings and what
could help those struck by them who didn’t have enough faith in
my lovely Jesus to healed by His word. Yes, sweet Holy Spirit, I
do remember. “Then tell me the rest, daughter of faith, beloved
daughter of God.”
He said there is a third pestilence, another plague coming. It too
was man- made, that we would discuss it at a later time. I have
also been seeking Him in prayer and fasting. Are you here in this
form to tell me what it is and when it is coming?
“Beloved daughter, I am here to tell you it’s here. You will
encounter it in this town. It is the most horrid and evil of the
three.”
Holy Spirit, the last two are very horrible. What could be worse?
“Daughter of faith, of grace and of mercy, do not ever forget that
the adversary, satan, is evil itself. He is pure evil just as the Father
is pure love. His man of sin, antichrist, by his father satan, has
orchestrated all these things years in advance. His hatred for
mankind is next to this hatred for the Father, His son, Jesus, and
Me.”
So, you are telling me although a country might create and
release a pestilence, a sickness or a bioweapon, as we call those
of a disease-type nature, but in actuality, they are being released
at the command of antichrist?
“Yes, daughter of faith and of grace and mercy. Because his

position of power is second to lucifer’s – to satan’s – within this
society, the hidden society within your world’s hierarchy.”
I understand, sweet friend. So, may I ask what is coming?
“You may, beloved daughter and friend. Inside each inoculation,
the fake medicine that is given to heal sickness for the Covid-19
sickness that has swept your world, is a plague, this third
pestilence.
It sits dormant inside the body having been delivered by the
nanobot technology, also administered by the fake vaccine.
Inside the individual nanobots is a program – programming that is
connected to the AI’s computer system, which, as you know from
Jesus the Son, will be connected by enhancements to the man
antichrist himself. This is to be his cloned body that shall have all
man’s technology and bio enhancements that the fallen ones and
nephilim technology has made possible.
This is the body that satan himself shall possess after the man of
sin is struck down by a fatal blow to his head. These bio
enhancements, including robotic biotechnology, shall give him
control over AI plus the nanobot programming in each single one
– inside each person. Remember, oh daughter of faith, beloved
daughter, there are over millions of nanobots inside each dose.
With many people having taken as many as three of these fake
Covid-19 vaccines and boosters it is not the Marburg pestilence
alone that hides inside these fake cure-alls, daughter of faith, of
grace and of mercy. Nor is the one I speak to you of this night,
the last of what has been delivered into the people’s bodies of
this magnitude by injection.”
What is coming, Holy Spirit? My dear friend, please tell me.
“I shall, daughter of faith. The people of your world who have
taken these vaccines and boosters who are controlled by satan
will be found to become in a dazed-like state, mindless
wondering, their thoughts being controlled by the countless

suggestions birthed into their minds by the AI through millions
and billions of nanobots programming.
This world is not prepared, even after all that has occurred upon
your world. There shall be released in them a synthetic desire for
man’s flesh. And with the severe shortage of food, it shall
become what drives these people.” That’s deplorable. Oh, Jesus
please, no.
“Beloved daughter of God, you have been shown how the sins
not repented of has caused your nation and world to fall into war,
famine, pestilence and end-times judgments in which people
would consume one another’s flesh.
Some out of desperation, while others shall acquire the taste of
human flesh through this altering further of man’s DNA, with the
synthetic included.” What is the synthetic, Holy Spirit?
“You will be given that information at a later date, after you meet
the Son, Jesus, at the Falls.” I understand.
“You will see various stages of this pestilence. Oh, beloved
daughter of the Father and of the Son, Jesus. You will notice in
some a constant inability to stay focused upon anything as their
mind begins to wonder as your world so often says. But in
actuality, their programming has been activated and the
command suggestions are being applied to their minds.
They will begin walking aimlessly about or just standing in one
place, sitting, their face lifeless and void of any expressions.
When the synthetic is released by antichrist’s signal, then the
raging desire for man’s flesh shall consume those controlled by
satan and who do not belong to King Jesus, the Son.”
“What about Christians who truly love Jesus? What will happen
to them – those who took these fake vaccines, not knowing what
was inside but did not seek heaven first?”
“Those who took the Covid vaccines not knowing what was
inside, but did not seek heaven first, should ask forgiveness. For
surely, if one had earnestly set their face to heaven and asked the
Heavenly Father in the Son’s name, what was His perfect will and
what was permissive, then He would have revealed it to them as
he did to you, daughter of faith of grace and of mercy. For the
Father is faithful and is no respecter of persons.
Those Christians whose hearts were not ready when the Son
returns still have Me inside of them. They still have the authority
of the Son’s name in Jesus' name, to believe and command and
to pray for divine healing in another’s bodies as well as their
own.”
[So, the Christians that are left behind still have that ability if they
repent and get back to the Lord].
“How, though, can they know how to pray unless it is revealed to
them what the enemy has planned against mankind?”
“Daughter of faith and grace and of mercy, the eating of man’s
flesh has always been a part of the severest of judgments sent
down from heaven’s courts to the unrepenting people of your
world. Your world is wickeder than it has ever been. This is why
the Father has allowed satan to unleash this pestilence upon
mankind.”
“You said it was here already.”
“Yes, daughter of faith, grace and mercy. The signal has been
given by the man of sin who, by the way beloved daughter, is
here in this town, too.”
“What? How? Why?”
“You must face him again, daughter. Daughter of the Most High
God, you must face him alone.”
“Alone? What? What do you mean?.” Jesus said He would never

leave me. “You misunderstand fully My Words. You will face the
man antichrist this time without the Son making an appearance
with you. He is inside you. I am inside you. This is how all His
children must face the evil that now resides and has control upon
your world. The antichrist reign is for seven years, daughter. And
many of the children of God will face him, or his evil forces,
directly. Many shall be saved by divine interventions, at times,
while others will not.”
Will he be able to kill me when we meet, because he is already in
power, I asked? Because in this dream, I knew this to be true. He
is already in his position of ruler of our now-wicked world.
“The Father’s children must be willing to lay down their life for the
Son’s Name.”
“Yes, Holy Spirit. And if I die, then I die. I won’t renounce my
lovely Jesus.” “Go now and get some rest, beloved daughter,
while you can.”
“Thank you, Holy Spirit, my friend. I will, because Father God
gives his beloved sleep.”
“Yes, daughter of faith, of grace and of mercy. He does, to His
little children. Sweet sleep.”
“Are you going to leave? Will I be able to see you again?”
“I am always here with you, beloved daughter. But when you
wake, you will no longer see me in this form.”
“Okay. Thank you for allowing me to see You.”
“You are welcome, beloved daughter of faith and grace and
mercy and understanding. Now, you must rest.”
“Okay.” I said. Then I laid myself down upon the soft bed and fell
immediately into a deep sleep.
It is a few days later and our little group is sitting amongst others
at what used to be at one time a thriving, mid-sized diner. At my
table is the couple, Alex and Lecia, who has driven our vehicle –
the white bus-type van, plus the man named Joe and then
myself. The tables are sitting close together so conversation is
easily made from one table to the other as well as the rows of
blue booths that run down the right wall upon entering the diner.
It is mid-day, somewhere I feel, between 1 to 3 p.m. because I
knew in this dream, we now only eat one meager meal per day
due to the lack of food in our nation and world. I am eating a
pack of peanut butter crackers with half a glass of water that had
been given to me after praying over it to my lovely Jesus.
Although there is casual, light conversation being heard, I am not
being drawn into it. My thoughts are on my lovely Jesus and my
conversation with my friend, Holy Spirit, where He has allowed
me to see Him in a shadow-type body form and all that He has
said, including that antichrist was here in this town. Jesus, help
me, I prayed silently.
From my position at the restaurant’s table, I was able to look
outside, and I could see different people outside, including some
of our group that had driven here in different vehicles. The
conversation I could still hear as I half-listened. My eyes were
ever watchful and my heart ever prayerful.
I noticed across the street at the Dollar Store is a lady who had
been sitting on the rust red metal bench near the entrance of the
store as a tree shaded her from the sun’s fierce heat. She stood
up, causing her small bag of chips to spill upon the ground. She
began walking as if in a daze. My mouth hung open wide, and I
thought, surely not. I hadn’t seen any signs of the new pestilence
and had been hoping maybe something had changed but I know
I am wrong.
I hear a loud clatter as if a dish had dropped onto the table. I
turned my head to the other table, and I see that Agnes’
husband, Bernard, has dropped the glass coffee cup he had
been drinking his water from and was staring into the air with a
totally blank look on his face. He didn’t even seem to realize he
had dropped his cup of water which spilled the precious water all
over the table and onto his pant legs.
“Bernard! You clumsy buffoon!” Agnes snapped at him, as she
grabbed some napkins out of the dispenser still sitting on the
table from prior days when the little diner was booming with
customers. She began dabbing at the wet pants with a handful of
wadded napkins, but he never noticed. She stopped abruptly
and looked at Bernard with concern. “Bernard! Bernard! What is
wrong with you?” But he kept staring straight ahead, his eyes
blinking only briefly and randomly.
She started shaking him and when she did, Lecia noticed and
yelled. “Hey now. That is not necessary. Don’t be so rough with
Bernard.”
“But he’s not moving!” I heard Alex say! And he pushed back his
chair and came to where Bernard was sitting. “Bernard! Hey
man, are you alright?”
By this time, the rest of our group who were inside the building
had gathered around him, including me. I found that I am
trembling and shaking as I am praying. Lecia noticed and asked.
“Are you alright?”
“No.” I said, “It’s here.” “What’s here?” asked Alex.
Agnes looked at me still very upset and screams out, “What did
you do to my Bernard?”
“I didn’t do anything.” I replied. But Holy Spirit warned me there

was another pestilence coming and that it was here already.
“What do you mean here already?” Alex asked.
“It was inside the Covid-19 injections. So, all who have taken
them has this pestilence, some type of synthetic inside them just
waiting for the signal to be sent.”
“What signal?” Lecia asked.
“Yes, what signal?” the man named Joe asked briskly.
“Look,” I said, “I can only tell you what the Holy Spirit told me.
There will be a signal sent to the nanobots programming they
carried inside, into the bodies, that are directly linked to the AI
system, which is connected into antichrist, the man himself,
somehow with Bio Enhancements.”
Agnes looked at me now with disgust and spoke harshly, “You
are one of those anti-vaxxers, aren’t you? Bernard and I are fully
vaccinated – with all of the required additional ones that boost
our immune and everything. We are the ones protected.”
Alex spoke up and asked them, “Why is your husband still
staring into space as if he’s some kind of zombie?”
Agnes looked at the rest of our small group who was in the diner
and said in an ugly, nasty sneer, “Then I guess I’m next since I
got the Covid –19 vaccines and boosters.” And she laughed.
Joe looked nervously around the room. Alex asked Joe, “Are you
alright man?”
“Yeah, but the blonde-haired lady and her son who rode with us –
they are both fully vaccinated for Covid-19. I guess until we see
anything else, we will see our eyes open, and if another person
starts acting strange, we will have to figure out what to do then.”
“But you don’t understand.” I said. “Understand what?” Lecia

asked.
There is more to this pestilence – this sickness, than this.
Meaning what, Joe asked?
“Well,” I said as I cleared my throat, “knowing how weird and
impossible this was going to sound to someone who did not trust
fully my lovely Jesus and my friend, Holy Spirit. I figured just
saying it would be the best option. This is only the beginning. It’s
like the first stage.”
“Okay,” said Alex, “then what is stage two?”
“The synthetic inside them will cause them to crave human
flesh!”
“What!” Lecia yelled out while Joe let out a swear word and Alex
simply stared at me? He had been watching my walk with Jesus
closely and had witnessed some of the miraculous things that
had occurred when I prayed in my lovely Jesus’ name. And I
knew this somehow in the dream.
Agnes, though, came unglued and began screaming at me. “If
you think my harmless Bernard is going to eat human flesh, you
are crazy. She is crazy! She’s…” – and then mid-sentence, she
just stopped and began looking aimlessly around the room of the
diner.
“Agnes? Agnes.” Lecia called! She turned her head toward her
sluggishly. “What?” she said in a dazed voice
“Agnes,” Alex said sharply, then asked, “are you okay?”
“Just fine.” she responded, and then she became motionless,
with her eyes fixed as if looking out the window. She was not
blinking except every once in a while.
Joe let out another curse word and said, “I’ve got to get out of
here.”
“I think you’re right.” said Alex to his wife Lecia who shook her
head in agreement.
Then we heard someone yelling for help outside. It was a man I
knew simply as the head zone master. He was kneeling beside
the lady who had been sitting on the metal rust-colored bench.
She was still unresponsive. We all went rushing outside leaving
Bernard and Agnes staring into nothing in the zombie-like,
mindless state.
“Jesus. Jesus, please help us. What are we to do?” “Daughter of
faith, of grace and of mercy, do you trust me?”
“I do, Jesus. But forgive me when I ask you, what kind of answer
is that at such a time like what we are in?”
“Daughter, it’s a good one. A good answer.”
I set into praying while the others had made it over to the head
zone master of the regional city in Nebraska. He looked up at us
quickly and then asked angrily, “What have you brought into our
safe zone area? “
Alex responded, “What do you mean us? She is not part of our
group. Plus, we have two of our own who have been struck with
the exact same symptoms.”
“Really? I’m sorry. What do we do and what do you know?”
Alex quickly told the man what I had told all of them in the diner
and the man looked at me and asked, “You are one of those
Jesus believers?”
“Yes sir. I am.”
He looked at me intently, then glanced back at Alex and said

gruffly, “It might be good to listen to her. My momma was a
Jesus believer, and she went missing when the vanishings
happened. She always told me there would be a catching away –
a rapture, I believe she called it. I saw how when she prayed, she
would know things that should have been impossible for her to
know. She saved us from many traps that the militarized
government had set for us under the ruthless leadership of our
new world leader.”
Alex and Joe shook their head in agreement. “What do we do,
then?” Alex asked the head zone master.
“We are going to have to leave. But in doing so, we will have to
leave all those who have taken the Covid-19 vaccines and
boosters. They have to stay here.” He looked at me and asked,
“What happens to them next?”
I hesitated slightly and he said gruffly, “Speak up, lady. We need
to know.” “Yes, you are right.” I replied. Jesus, help me I prayed
to myself as I blurted out, “They will get a craving for human flesh
and turn violent, and they will attempt to eat us.”
“What? Oh, great. Yes. I will message the underground and make
them aware of the new development and see if there is another
location we can escape to.”
“Sounds like a plan.,” Alex said, as his wife Lecia looked at him
with worry, “We need to pack our belongings and be ready to
move as soon as I have our new location.”
“Okay, everybody. Let’s move. And if you know anyone that has
the injection for the pandemic that just swept our world and who
isn’t, please let us know.”
Jeff spoke up quickly, “There is a blond-headed lady and her son
who came with us. They both got it. There is Rosita that rode in
the truck that drove behind us. Wait, I thought she is a Jesus
believer also.”
“She is,” I replied, “but she has already asked God to forgive her.
She didn’t pray about whether to take the fake Covid-19 fake
vaccine, and when she had needed a small procedure done at
the hospital, they wouldn’t do it unless she took it. Since then,
she has learned how harmful these vaccines are, and the
boosters, to the human body causing many illnesses and
changing the actual DNA of all who takes them. She repented
because our bodies are the temple in which the Holy Spirit dwells
in and to put or do something that is harmful to our bodies
should be repented of.”
“So, then, is she going to turn into a walking zombie?” Joe asked
quickly. “No, Joe. No. Holy Spirit says those who truly repent of
taking these mRNA DNA altering vaccines and boosters who did
not seek Him fully before taking them, are forgiven and protected
by my lovely Jesus.”
“That’s good enough for me. Now, let’s gather our gear and
belongings and do it now.”
We parted in different directions as our small group headed to
the bed and breakfast to gather our things from our assigned
rooms. When we opened the front door to the bed and breakfast,
Lucky came running out meowing excitedly. I tried to grab her,
but she ran into the alley by the next building. How did she get
out, I asked? She was in her carrier inside the room I’m using.
Alex asked, “Do you want me to fetch her?”
“No, Alex. For some reason she seems to like me and comes to
me easy enough. I’ll go after her.”
“Okay. We will gather our things and wait for you in the living
room area of the bottom floor.”
“Okay. Lord willing, I will be right back.” They quickly went inside,
and I walked briskly to the alley. It was dark, and in the shadows.
“Lucky! Lucky, you come here.” I heard her meowing as if she
was hurt. I looked into the dark alley way and hesitated. I feel
uneasy but we have to hurry. Jesus, protect me. Cover me under
your blood. I plead your blood over myself. Then I entered the
alleyway. It wasn’t completely dark, and there are boxes and
crates and a huge dumpster that stank with garbage. Lucky!
Lucky! I heard her meowing again. It’s coming more toward the
back of the alley. Lucky, I called again. I was about halfway down
the alley way now. I could still hear her meowing.
“Lucky! Come on, we’ve got to go. Lucky!” I took a few more
steps when I heard a man’s voice that brought chills to my body.
“Lucky is fine, but you are not.”
Antichrist. I recognized his voice even before he stepped out
from behind the garbage-filled dumpster with Lucky in his grasp,
hanging by her neck. I let out an involuntary gasp and started to
slowly back out of the alley way.
About this time, he throws Lucky, and she hits the ground on all
four of her paws and comes rushing by me as she scrambles and
screams in terror. She whizzed by me so fast I lost my balance
and fell to my knees, catching myself barely with my hands
before I fell face down in the pavement. Antichrist grinned
wickedly at me and spoke in his seductive, sickening sweet
voice. It sounds like to me it had been laced with acid. And you
proclaimed that you would bow to no one but the dirty Nazarene.
Look at you bowing before me, your lord and master of this world
now.
I gritted my teeth in anger as I prayed. Oh Jesus, please help me.
But not answer came. I am not bowing to you, I spat out. I fell.
Makes no matter to me, daughter of faith. You are still on your

knees before me, your true god.
Shock filled my mind momentarily. How did he know I was called
partially daughter of faith? My face must have betrayed my
thoughts because he flung his head backwards and began
laughing a hideous, wicked laugh.
Then he spoke again, Don’t you realize I know every move you
make? Hear every conversation you have? I know more about
you than your own family, daughter of faith...of grace... and... of
mercy.”
Tears of anger came to my eyes, and then I felt a moment of
panic. My lovely Jesus hadn’t answered me. What do I do? The
man antichrist dressed in a silk, black business suit, white shirt
and shiny polished black shoes was starting to walk slowly
toward me.
He wore a long, double-breasted dark coat that when I looked at
him, I see the word, London Trench Coat in red writing at the
right of him in a white, puffy cloud bubble. He wore no tie or
pocket square this time in his shirt, and his white shirt was
unbuttoned at the first button. And I could see he was enjoying
every minute of me being on the ground before him.
“Get up, Vicki! Daughter of faith of grace and mercy. Get up off
the ground now. Move, beloved daughter. Move now!”
Holy Spirit? I asked in my mind.
“Yes, it’s me. I am here. The Lamb is here. But you must learn to
act and react under my leading.”
I scrambled to my feet awkwardly and my movement caused him
to stop for a moment. In my mind, I am pleading the blood of
Jesus over me as a blood covering and calling on the name of
Jesus for help. He hesitated for only a minute, then began slowly
coming forward.
What do I do, Holy Spirit?
“You face him, daughter. You face him and stand in the power of
your Redeemer – of Jesus, your Savior, the risen Lamb.”
“I have been watching you from the very moment your God lifted
His veil that hid you from my eyes for so long. I know everything
about you, he said. You are weak. You are a failure. You cannot
defeat me or your filthy (and then he cursed some words)
Nazarene.”
Now, that made me angry. How dare he call my lovely Jesus
such horrible things. I could feel the power of the Holy Ghost
begin to rise inside of me and I straightened my shoulders back
and lifted my head up high. Then I looked him straight into his
eyes, his blue soulless eyes of evil. It sent a chill down my spine,
but I was not backing down, in Jesus' name. I had determined in
my heart that I won’t back down.
“Oh, man of sin, my God has shown me a lot about you as well.
Yes, it may be your appointed time to rule over our world – what’s
left of our crumbling world. But do you know if it’s my appointed
time for me to face death, or to be allowed into your hands? I
stand right now in Jesus' name – in Jesus' name! I yelled. And
should He allow me to perish by your hands, then I get what my
heart longs for. But if not, then you know this day that it isn’t
myself who is restraining you, but the power of my God and
Savior, Jesus Christ.”
A sneer came across his face, and he spat on the ground, then
looked me in the eyes again. “You, my little troublemaker, have
caused me much, much trouble. I shall relish removing your eyes
from their sockets one at a time, but only after I filet you alive.”
“I still will not renounce my lovely Jesus should I be allowed into

your hands.”
“Do you really think so, daughter of faith? Do you?”
“Yes, I do. He has sealed me already. I am His and He is mine.”
This information seemed to take him by surprise. Then, he looked
at my forehead where Jesus had kissed my forehead and caused
this part of my forehead to be noticeably raised. His face became
enraged.
Before I could think, I said, “I thought you knew everything about
me?” “You are weak!” he yelled
“No, I am strong in Jesus.”
“You are worthless!” he continued.
“No! He thinks I am to die for.”
“He has abandoned you! Here you stand before me alone.”
“No. Jesus is inside my heart. He never leaves me nor forsakes
me. Ever.” “He cannot protect you, he said as he got within arm’s
length of me.”
I didn’t budge. I said boldly, “Wrong again. I am covered by His
Holy blood. I stand here in His name and in His strength.”
He made a lunge at me, and I casually stepped aside, but it was
more like the Holy Spirit and my obedience to Him had caused
me to move.
“I will kill you!” He screamed, getting angrier by the minute.
This is when I saw it. A yellow hue. A glow surrounding my body.
It is an angel barrier, and I knew then it wasn’t my time to die.
“Antichrist (I gave a name). You may be the antichrist, but I have
the real Christ inside of me – inside of my soul. I rebuke you.
Jesus rebuke you and in Jesus' Name, you will leave me alone. It
looked like he had been struck in the face by a brick because his
face snapped backward as if he had been struck.”
He turned his head back toward me and the seething hatred for
me, for my lovely Jesus, was clearly evident in his no-longer
empty eyes. He made a snarling sound as he said, “I am the ruler
of this world. It is my appointed time.”
“Maybe,” I replied, “but your father, satan, still has to get
permission from my God before you can do anything to me. And
we can both see He has said no.
Antichrist made another lunge at me and this time he came in
contact with the angel barrier, and he was unable to touch me.
“Bind him, daughter. Bind the demons inside him in the Lamb’s
Name. It’s not your appointed time to perish.” I heard Holy Spirit
whisper to me.
“In Jesus name, I bind you satan!” Upon hearing these words, he
shrieked and ran full force into the angel barrier. About the time
he made contact, I had just spoken these words. “In the mighty
Name of Jesus, I bind you and cast you away, devil.” When his
body contacted the angel barrier, at this moment I bound satan,
the demons inside him, it sent him hurling into the air until his
body hit the back of the alley wall.
How is this possible, he screamed? This is my time to rule.
Father! Father! You told me I would have all power.” he cried out
to satan – the devil.
Holy Spirit spoke softly to me. “It is because the last half of the
tribulation has yet to begin. When he is struck down, satan shall
himself possess the man antichrist, and then all Christians – the
remaining true children of God, for most, shall suffer and perish
by his hands or those of his militarized forces.
I looked long and hard at this man antichrist, crumpled still on the
ground. He looked worn out and whipped. He didn’t look much
like the ruler of our world currently, but I know he was evil. So
very evil.
I moved for the first time to turn and walk away, and when he
lifted his head up weakly and managed to yell. “Don’t you dare
walk away from me! I’m not done with you. I’m going to kill you!”
“Not this time, man of sin. You can’t touch me unless my God
allows it or I walk in disobedience before my God, which I refuse
to do in Jesus sweet Name.”
He winced as if I had kicked him when I said the name of Jesus
out loud. Then, I turned and walked out of the alley. It was only
then that I realized my legs were weak and trembling. Oh, Jesus!
Oh, Jesus. Did I just do that? “No, daughter. Holy Spirit did that
through you when you stood in the power of My Name, I heard
my lovely Jesus say. Daughter. My beloved daughter, not all
soon-coming encounters will end in this manner. But yours did
because first, most people except a select few who are called for
a higher purpose, will confront him before he is in full power
waging war against my children the saints in which most will
perish upon their first encounter with him.
You are in a dream, daughter. Because it was necessary for you
to be tested in this manner, and also to reveal this information of
what lies hidden, still yet, with more to come inside this man
made Covid-19 injections.
Second, he needed to be reminded that he is not omnipresent or
all- knowing, but I am. I see and know everything while he can
only reach as far as his technology and demon accomplices can
reach. He didn’t know you had been sealed by me with my
mark.”
Jesus, when you kissed me on the forehead months ago, he

didn’t know. “No, daughter of faith of grace and of mercy. He did
not.”
“What happens now? Do I get left behind when You return?
Because in this dream, I am here after you have already returned
for your bride in the rapture.
“Daughter, my little daughter. Beloved daughter, if you stay as
close to me now as you are in reality, then no, love. You will not
be left behind. It was necessary to place you inside this dream,
the same way as I have done other dreams. For you – so you can
bring the needed message to my children who are heeding and
listening to me through you.”
Oh, thank you Jesus, I said in a huge sigh of relief. I don’t want to
be left behind, nor do I really want to be beaten and tortured,
filleted alive and then have my eyeballs removed by him or
anyone else.
“No one does, little one. But those who miss my return will
endure much for my name’s sake. More so than what your world
has seen so far.”
“What now, Jesus?”
“You gather your things and catch your ride.”
“Oh, okay.” I hurried into the bed and breakfast. When I entered, I
saw Lecia and Alex with Joe standing in the living room area
already. And there was Lucky being held by Lecia.
“Where have you been and why didn’t you have Lucky?” She ran
inside as if something had frightened her terribly when I opened
the front door to see if you were coming.
“I’m sorry. She ran from me when I was temporarily hindered.”
“By who?” Lecia asked.
An old acquaintance, I said quickly, which wasn’t a lie. This man

antichrist has been popping up in dreams and visions from my
lovely Jesus since 2019. So, one could say we were
acquaintances.
Let me get my belongings, I said hurriedly as I rushed up the
stairs before anyone else could ask any more questions. I quickly
grabbed my belongings, shoving them into my bag without
folding the clothes, the few I still owned. Zipped up my bag,
grabbed Lucky’s carrier, giving thanks and praises to my lovely
Jesus the whole time.
I looked at the carrier and thought to myself, the others might call
her Lucky because they say she has good luck, but Lucky and I
both know the truth. It was my lovely Jesus who saved us both. I
ran out of the room and down the steps.
The others had already exited the building. I swung the door
open and ran toward the white van bus that was now sitting in
the front of the building. I handed my bag to Alex who was
loading our belongings and as I entered the bus van, I wake up.
Oh, Jesus. Oh, Jesus. What a dream. Why is he in my dream
again?
“To show my people, daughter of faith, of grace and of mercy,
that it is me, your Savior, who is in control of it all. Not man. Not
satan, but your Holy God.”
Amen, Jesus. Amen.
John 14:26
Jeremiah 33:3
Hebrews 13:8
Psalm 127:2
1 Corinthians 6:19-20
Romans 8:9-11
Romans 2:7-10
2 Thessalonians 2:7-12
Matthew 24:7
At Least 2 More Pestilences Warning 3/10/22 at 5:15

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Jesus has been speaking to me several months now about 2
pestilences, virus/disease/illness/ sickness or whatever you wish to
call them, that are coming or has come already. I woke up this
morning with an urgency to send the warning although I do not have
all the information condensed and ready to be shared. I sought my
lovely Jesus and he said, “Yes, sound the alarm. Give warning so the
people can be preparing and praying. So they can seek me in
advance about all these things coming!” So here I am warning again in
Jesus’ mighty name!
This document is a summary of what I have spoken on the short video

that I have uploaded on Rumble, Bitchute, Brighteon and a shorter
one on Tik Tok, so it will not be word for word as the video, but will
contain the information needed in this document.
Holy Spirit lead me in Jesus name I pray!
The first is a hemorrhaging illness that in a dream titled Prayers of the

enemy that I had from 1-15-22 through 1-16-22 in which God revealed
the name Marburg for this disease/virus/illness. It has already been
released.
How much, how little or what locations I’m not sure so please pray
about all things. This sickness in the last stages in its severest state
will cause you to bleed out of all your body orifices...your body
openings...eyes, ears...any part that has an opening.
The second is a Leprosy type flesh eating disease/virus/illness that

will as it progress cause deep sores that will eat your flesh away.
Some will have abscess in them if not all of the deeper ones. This one
is highly contagious to the touch. I don’t know if it has been released

as of yet!
WE ARE NOT TO FEAR THESE THINGS AT ALL! WE ARE TO

TRUST ON OUR LOVELY JESUS IN ALL THINGS!
Are wonderful Savior, our Lord Jesus Christ is giving us warning so we

can prepare, and he does it out of love.
I am going to provide you a brief bit of information that he has spoken

to me as I have prayed and fasted about these things. These
pestilences are of the same origins as the Covid, so if you’ve studied it
prayerfully and searched out the matter under the leading of the
precious Holy Spirit you will know these are man-made.
Let me say this first. I am not a doctor. I am not an herbalist. The

information I share with you is to be prayed about. I don’t know your
body, but he does. This is what he has revealed to me would aid in
fighting these 2 pestilences that are definitely coming or has come
already.
For the Marburg, Jesus has told me to make Yarrow tea using 1
teaspoon of the dried Yarrow to every 4 ounces of water and this
would aid in stopping the internal bleeding. Again I have had very little
knowledge of herbs, but God is giving me a crash course as I seek
him about how to heal if he chooses not to heal instantly as he can do.
This is why he has been speaking to me about his own hand made
remedies he created for us in nature.
For the Leprosy-type flesh eating pestilence I have been instructed to

make a poultice with Burdock root, onion and garlic. Also ginger root
can be added too. Let me stress to you the fact that I have never
made a poultice before, so I looked on the internet and found there
are so many different ways. I then began praying again asking my
lovely Jesus, “How do you make a poultice for this sickness, and he
has shown me, and I will Lord willing provide all this information after I
get it fully condensed.
I am asking you to pray about these things. Don’t take my word! Seek
Jesus about all things. I couldn’t release this information until he gave
me the okay, because all things are done in his time and his timing is
perfect. The main thing that we are to do as Christians, is no matter
what happens, we keep our eyes fully on him. We are not supposed to
let worry, fear or doubt consume us. Our hearts should be rejoicing in
our salvation with praise and song in our hearts and on our lips. Study
his word. Fast and pray. Seek to know him. Seek to become more
intimate with him. Spend some quiet time with him and when you pray,
take time to stop and listen because he has much to say if you give
him some of your valuable time. He is a good, good God.
Thank you for your time! God bless! Stay under his blood, under his
wing and stand in the power of his holy name...JESUS always!
This is where I purchased the herbs mentioned in the video and this
document. Pray about the amount the Lord Jesus wants you to
purchase, because these may not be available to you at a later time,
nor do we know how many treatments it will take.
Mosquitoes Dream 4/12/22 at 4:42 pm

I found myself in the middle of what I can only call a marshland or
swampy area. As I'm looking around, I hear the word “Everglades.” I
feel I am in the area of the Florida Everglades. I'm in a white
speedboat, looking at the land mass in front of me. There are people
near the shoreline. I see five men and one woman.
The woman has dark shoulder-length hair that she wore straight,
loose and down. She is wearing straight legged, blue jeans and a
light-yellow button up short sleeve shirt that has an orange hue to the
yellow of its color. All over her shirt is miniature red Fleur de Lis with a
black line dividing the top half of the Fleur de Lis from the bottom,
under the flower part. Her head is turned, so I can't see her features
well, at this point, but she is white Caucasian in her skin color. There
is a man who is standing close to her, and they are conversing
intently. He is wearing what looks like, to me, a light beige or possibly
light tan khaki safari outfit, which included a short sleeve button up
shirt with dark brown buttons, knee-length shorts, but he’s wearing
lace up boots. They look like hiking boots or heavy work boots. When I
look at them, I see the word Timber wolf boots.
He has a safari type hat that's rounded on top with a brim that looks
like it's extending outwards. The brim of his hat is shadowing his face,
so I can't see his features either, but his skin is light colored. I see he’s
wearing glasses from the way his face is turned sideways as he talks
with the lone lady in the group. Her actions make her appear, to my
eyes, almost giddy with excitement for something that's about to
happen. But what it is, I'm not sure yet.
I notice now that two of the men were working intently on some type of
cylinder container shaped like a silver tube. While they continue to do
what they are doing, my eyes glanced at the remaining two men with
this group. They are armed guards of some sort, although both are
dressed very much like the first man with the glasses, except they
both are wearing pants and are wearing a sidearm that’s strapped
snugly into their holsters. There is a burly black man with the darker
colored skin and tight short curly hair. The other man, also muscular,
is blonde, headed with a mustache. It puts me in mind of the old pro
wrestler Hulk Hogan I have seen pictures of many years ago, except
this man had a full head of hair.
The movement of the two men working on the cylinder container

caught my attention, so I focused on them intently. Both men are on
their knees on the ground. The first man is holding the cylinder tube-
type container in a steady position, because the ground wasn’t totally
level.
The second man is younger in age and looks to be somewhere in his

mid- thirties, with brown chestnut hair that he wore cut short. He is
wearing a white pullover shirt with a collar and some type of logo
patch that rested above his heart.
The first man is a gray headed older man. He is heavy set, but
dressed the same as the second younger man. I hear a slight
“whooshing” noise and I notice the cylinder front has slid open,
exposing a glass panel underneath it. I see movement inside the
containers of the exposed glass. It's some type of insects I know
somehow. The container panel had opened after the chestnut- haired
man had imputed a numerical code on the top control panel near the
handle on the top of the cylinder tube. The numerical code was
976342. “Sir, we're ready,” I heard the chestnut-haired man call out to
the man with the glasses who is still talking with the lady. "Thank you,
Lewis. Let's begin, shall we?” The lady let out a small squeal of delight
as she and the man with the glasses watched them bring the
container closer to the edge of the shoreline near the murky, algae
covered green water. The gray-haired man helped steady the
container, then stood up and walked to a green canvas type carrying

bag. He pulls out what I know is a small, but very powerful, high-
powered video camera.
“Jude are you ready,” the man with the glasses called out and asked
the gray hair man holding the camera as he began focusing its lens to
the perfect adjustment. “I got it, sir,” he replied. The two guards were
keeping their eyes and ears open for any potential danger or more like
interruptions, is what I feel in this dream as they casually strolled
around the perimeter where their little area was set up.
“Lewis,” the man with the glasses, said. “Ready, sir,” the chestnut-
haired Lewis responded. Next, the man with glasses asked “Jude,”
questioningly? “Video is ready too, Sir,” Jude replied. The man with
the glasses shouted and said, “Let ‘em loose, Lewis! Set them free
and let them do all we have made them to be able to do!”
This remark made the lady let out a small snicker and then a squeal of
delight that left me puzzled. I see the man Lewis press a sequence of
numbers, a numerical code, on the small electronic control panel
that’s on top of the cylinder shape tube. It opens the glass panel that’s
on top of the cylinder shape tube and releases the insects inside.
Again, I see the code, and it is 666. Suddenly, the glass panel opens
and out flies many, many insects. Mosquitoes! They are mosquitoes,
but I know in this dream they are not regular ones, but altered
somehow, someway. As the last mosquito leaves the cylinder
container that once held them captive, the lady lets out a giddy laugh.
When she did, the man with the glasses reached over and enfolded
her in what looked like a familiar, intimate embrace. Then he kisses
her passionately, knocking his hat off his head in the process, as she
responds just as passionately as he.
When they finally finish kissing, both turns to look out across the
swampy water and murky lands to the now fleeing mosquitoes. This is
when I see their faces as I look upon them in shock. It is Bill and
Melinda Gates, who in reality are supposed to be divorced!!!
Then I watch as Bill Gates leans down to reach a bottle that I know
contains champagne and two little goblet-type glasses that I hadn’t
until this moment. He pops open the champagne and pours both of
them a glass, celebrating the releasing of these altered mosquitoes. I
have a feeling in this dream that this might not be the only place that
will be releasing these altered mosquitoes. I see the name “June” but
I'm not sure what it pertains to. As I watch the mosquitoes fly through
the air, I have this understanding come to my mind and heart. These
are genetically modified mosquitoes!!! "Father God, dear Jesus, what
are these mosquitoes supposed to do that would cause Bill and
Melinda Gates to celebrate like they are? What's in the mosquitoes,” I
ask my lovely Jesus? "Are they genetically modified to mutate or
what? Please tell me?”
“O’ Daughter of Faith, of Grace and of Mercy, both the evil Bill and
Melinda Gates are loyal to the cause of the New World Order and the
rise of Antichrist. For years, they have been helping to prepare the
way for both. To the public's ears, these mosquitoes have been
modified to prevent the spreading of three sicknesses. They are
Yellow fever, Dengue fever and the Zika virus! In reality, they do the
exact opposite! They shall be spreading all three of these illnesses.
“But why Jesus? People will possibly die from these,” I ask seriously!
“Yes, Daughter,” I hear Jesus reply with great sadness in his voice,
“that is their plan!!!” “What do we do,” I ask him? “Daughter of Faith, of
Grace and of Mercy, you continue to trust me and not fear.
Many promises I leave to you in My Holy Scriptures. Promises of

protection for those who are Mine. These promises are for you and will
be applied to your life when you live a life pleasing to me and
according to my Holy Word, and keep trusting me, because Daughter,
my word will never fail. These promises are for all, not just one single
person.” “I understand Jesus.”
Then I awoke.
Verses:
Ecclesiastes 5:8
Proverbs 29:2
Proverbs 28:5
Proverbs 24:19-20
Psalm 14:2-3
Psalm 66:7
Isaiah 41:10
Isaiah 54:17
Psalm 34:7-9
Food Lion Vision 4/7/20 at 8:42 pm

“I had a vision while in Food Lion today. As I was going through the
store aisles, many were bare, with just a few items in spaces here and
there. I paused to see if I could locate the gallon jugs of distilled water.
While looking at the cooking oil that I happened to glance down at, it
was as if I was transported through time! I am not sure how, but I
knew war had already started. I am not sure for how long, though!
In this vision, the store had let in only a set number of people; instead
of shopping and selecting our items, we were standing in line. I was
about the 4th in line. The line was curving around the shelves of the
aisles, almost like the shape of a “U.” I feel somehow that this is also
important. I was experiencing this scene as if it were me, but it wasn’t
me in line! They started handing out cooking oil and sugar, but to
every other person, not to everyone there. I realized two things -1.
There was not enough food for everyone! 2. They were rationing their
portions. As I stood there in the store, the vision started fading and I
came to myself. As I looked around, once again at the empty shelves,
I heard my sweet Jesus whisper, “It’s only the beginning, Child, it’s
only the beginning!”
Walmart Bakery Vision 9/14/20 at 2:06 pm

“Dear Jesus, I was once again standing in front of the bakery section
at Walmart, waiting to be helped. I was there to get my brother a
birthday cake, because it is his birthday. Once again, while looking at
the various individual and whole baking goods, everything begins
changing. The room began to darken, but this time it was as if there
were some type of emergency lighting. The store wasn’t totally dark.
Again, I saw many, so many people grabbing for the food that had
been on display!!! There were discarded, dropped food laying around.
I saw broken plastic containers where people in their haste apparently
had dropped them carelessly! I could hear people in the background,
although I didn’t see them. I could tell they were fighting.
Then suddenly, I heard a gunshot! I knew someone had been shot,

but it only stopped the people momentarily. They began shoving food
in backpacks, bags, whatever they could get it in. I just watched, in
near disbelief, while I witnessed so many desperate hands reaching
and grabbing! The lady at the counter came and offered me some
assistance.
The vision vanished just as quickly as it had appeared. Yet, dear

Jesus, I still hear that ungodly, horrible, horrendous screaming
echoing through the spirit realm of demons! My ears ring with this
sound still! Help us, Jesus!!! God help us all!!!”
Food Lines With Hungry People Vision 5/11/21 at 10:37

am
Lord Jesus, I see, I see, I see lines and lines of people...hungry
people...gaunt people full of despair. Hopelessness I can see has set
upon many of them. They are in line in what appears to be some type
of military or government distribution center. They are rationing the
food and very little is being given out!!! 1 bottle of drinking water per
family and one small bag of food and no more!!! These lines appear
endless! One man comes up to the stand, the opening or window to
where they are giving out food and three men in military garb come
and yanks him out of the line and forcibly throws him to the ground!!!
Two of them begin kicking him while the poor hungry man lay
whimpering and crying! It appears that he had tried to go through the
line twice and one of the people handing out the food signaled to the
third military man who apparently was in charge over the other two
and let him know!
This I know is happening here in America!!! This I know is what’s

coming for I have seen it in visions many times before. The two men
who had been kicking the poor hungry man, both in military uniforms,
pick the man up by his arms and I hear these two men talking about
taking him to the stockade! Th other people standing in line, men,
women and children never even blinked! Never reacted because this
had now become an everyday occurrence in most cases. Despair has
filled the land! Martial law has been enacted!!! I now hear some sort of
wailing siren sound off and military people start appearing
everywhere! I hear someone yell, “Incoming,” and another yell, “Take
cover!” Yet the people refused to move out of their position in line. I
can sense in this vision their thoughts were 'if I move, I lose my place
and then I might not get food if they run out before my turn. Then I will
starve by hunger, starvation anyway’!
Lord Jesus my heart is breaking. It’s breaking over what I am seeing!

Help us Jesus! Please help us!
“Judgment comes to all, child...falls upon all!” Then I hear a whirling

sound several times and I realize there must be bombs dropping from
the sky!!!
One hits in front of my eyes, and I see an explosion and smoke...then

the vision is gone!!!
Why oh, why America, why wouldn’t you repent and return to our God
as a whole people? Judgment has come and is riding on the wind of
time, but we are now out of this time. My heart is broken. My spirit
grieves! My heart is broken Jesus! My heart is broken!
“I know little one, I know!”

The Food Plant Dream 6/9/21 at 11:15 pm

Lord Jesus, I feel like I need to write down now the dream I had last
night so in your name please once again bring all to my remembrance
that you want me to keep a record of. Here is what I remember:
I was standing at an assembly line with one other person, a co-worker

who is standing across from me and we were working in some type of
food packaging plant. We both wore protective covering over our
clothes and even hats. Their hat reminded me of what doctors or
nurses wear in an operating room but mine was a pristine white chef’s
hat! To the right of me was a huge green machine like the color of a
John Deere tractor with a black rubber conveyor belt that was coming
out of its front.
I could see the other person but not their face, so I am not sure if it’s a
man or a woman I am working with because we both had on what
looked like surgical gloves and masks. I could see behind this other
person another large machine that was not operational but was brown
in color like the one we are working at...or I should say we’re
supposed to be working at because the conveyor belt wasn’t moving.
The person on the other side instead had leaned over the conveyor
belt looking at what I was doing! Sitting in front of me on the wide
rubber belt was a cardboard tray with what appeared to be bite sized
food shaped like a piece of candy that you would find in an assorted
box of chocolates, and they had apparently just come through the
machine. I am staring intently at the tray, and I am moving my finger
above the food, and I can tell I am counting them. I shook my head
and said, “No we are still short! We do not have enough to fill the tray!”
“But that’s all we have,” I heard the other person say through what I
knew in this dream was their Osha approved face mask. I still could
not distinguish whether it was a man or woman working with me!
“Count them again!” I looked up frustrated and said, “I have already
counted them 6 times!” “Well, do it one more time and it will be

finished,” the other person said! I counted again...1...2...3...4 all the
way up to the number 29! “See,” I said! We are still 11 short! There are
supposed to be 40!”
“What are we going to do,” they asked, deeply concerned and a little
frightened? I answered, “We’re going to pray!” “But that won’t feed
everyone even if 1 piece is supposed to feed a nation!!!” “I know,” I
replied ``But little is much when God is in it!” “You are always saying
that” the person in front of me said! “Because it’s true,” I heard myself
respond! “Well, we better notify the world! We are now...after
these...completely out of food,” the other person disheartened said!
“Only those who depend on their world for their food, for their needs
instead of God! Philippians 4:19 tells me that my God shall supply all
my “need” which is made up of all my many needs combined together,
I said!”
“I’ll go make the call,” my co-worker said then they walked over to a
mustard yellow colored wall mounted push button phone that looks
like a pay phone without a slot for coins and I can hear this person as
they begin speaking to someone on the other end of the call. I looked
down at the “food” stuff as I called it in my mind in this dream! “This
isn’t real food,” I thought! “This is man-made! No wonder it has failed
because when men put their trust in themselves and their
technological sciences instead of Jehovah God our Creator then we
are doomed to fail!!!” These are my thoughts in this dream as I find
myself praying...praying for our world!
I heard my co-worker hang up the old-style receiver to the wall phone

and they said, “There’s no more! No more! Our world is out of food
except for what has been squirreled away by the government and
people...those who have managed to get food to grow in this forsaken
land illegally!” Then the other person, my co-worker, drops their head
into their hands and begins crying and I wake up!
Vision Of The Perils Of Famine 11/7/21 at 7:07 am

There are many things God that I have been led by you not to write
about and things also too terrible to do so also! Yet, now I feel I must
write about one reoccurring vision that horrifies me each time I see it,
and I am seeing it once again this morning. This vision is beginning as
it always does while my eyes are wide open.
I am now seeing a very desolate place! It’s a worn-torn land, and this
is but one decaying city. I see an older lady in dirty, ragged clothes
and very thin in her weight, but she’s still capable of moving well for
her age. She has straight graying hair that’s quickly becoming white in
its color that reaches to the bottom of her neck and is in an unkept
state. In this vision I am now seeing, it appears to be just before dusk
before the sun sets.
Accompanying the old lady is a small child, who I surmised to be

about four to five in her age. Her once golden blonde hair that I
imagined must have shined at one time has now become matted and
dirty. I saw her green eyes that were full of sorrow and fear. Even for
one so young. “Jesus, must I see this once again?” “Yes, Daughter, for
this is necessary.” Okay, then help me,” I said!
The little girl has one shoe on her left foot, but the right one is bare,
and her clothes were filthy. I see that the older lady has the young girl
by the hand and is peering cautiously around the corner of the end of
the alley way they are hiding in. I see her check in all directions once
again, and then she and the little girl come out of the alley and begin
attempting to cross the street. All the time she was trying to keep them
still under the cover of the shadowy ruins of what’s left of some of the
buildings.
I hear the old lady speaking now to the little girl in a whispery voice!
“Hurry, Beth, we mustn't be caught!” The little girl also responded in a
hush tone, “Grandma, I’m frightened!” The grandma looked down at

her young granddaughter with love and, yes, fear, and then continued
trying to hurriedly cross over the streets that lay before them.
I see now that they have made it across the streets to the other side
safely, but as she hesitates as if trying to determine which way to go, I
hear a shout!!! So, does the old woman and the young girl! The old
woman with her granddaughter in hand begins running as fast as they
can towards the left but to no avail! Within in minutes, they are being
surrounded by both men and women covered head to toe in filth. They
stank badly and smelled as if they hadn’t taken a bath in a very, very
long time!
Young Beth I see is now wrapping both her arms around her
grandmother’s legs, and she’s crying hysterically in fear!!! Terror and
fear now filled the grandmother’s eyes also! I hear one of the men in
the crowd speak up and ask, “What do we have here?” I hear another
answer him by yelling out, “We have dinner!!!” Then as I am looking
on in horror for, I have seen this all before, I know they have every
intention to eat these precious people!
Both the grandmother and her granddaughter are trembling and

shuddering in fear.
I see ... I see ... I see all of this Jesus! Now, I hear another man ask,
“Which one do we eat first? Then he continued, “The young one will
be more tender eating! Her skin won’t be as tough as the old
woman’s!” I see Jesus and I hear it all! Once again, I heard a voice
speak up from the filthy crowd, “We’ll eat ‘em both! It’s been weeks
since we’ve had a good meal!” The woman and child are now
hysterical with fear, but the crowd grabs them and begins dragging
them both about two streets down, further toward their left. Once they
enter the alley, I see this is where the crowd of dirty people are living. I
see about midway of this long alley are three large metal barrels set
up together with what is appearing to be oven racks on top of all three.

As I am seeing this I realize once again, this is where they warm
themselves and also cook their food!
I hear another man’s voice different from the others that had
previously spoken, and he speaks up and says, “We better hurry,
Mark, before we lose the light! Sun’s going down!” “Yea, we’d better
do so,” and with these words he spoke I see the man who must be
Mark go to an area with a dirty sleeping bag spread out on the ground.
It has a sheet or dirty blanket somehow stretched out and held up over
it like a canopy. I see him reach under the dirty sleeping bag and pull
out a wicked looking knife. It is a machete, and it’s covered with dried
black looking, colored blood!
“Jesus, please don’t make me watch this again!” I am seeing all this
while I am crying now! “Hush, now! It will be okay", I hear my Jesus
say softly to me!
"You must watch, my daughter, for this time you are to share this with
those I lead you to.” Then this is why you are now having me write it
down in my journal this time, isn’t it, Jesus?
“Yes, Daughter, it is! Now look again!”
I look once again at the vision I am seeing, and they have dragged the
screaming old woman and young child to the back of the long alley. I
am being assailed as I watch by the smell, the stink found in this area
of the alley, and I feel strongly the presence of death here! The man
Mark has handed the bloody machete to another man who, even
though he was sickly and hungry, appeared to still be burlier in
strength and stature than the others. He raises the machete and
begins swinging it, killing both the grandmother and her
granddaughter in a few well-placed blows to their bodies. I can tell he
knows exactly where to strike a body with this machete!
Jesus, it’s enough! I am now crying more profusely!
“No, daughter, it’s not! Not yet,” He again spoke softly to me this
morning! “The people must realize that the famine upon your world is
far more severe than any that has befallen your world before. Even my
prophets of old spoke of such horrors occurring when a nation forgets
me as their holy God!”
I see now that they have removed the scalps of these two precious
people and have laid them as if to dry. The man with the machete
begins to cut them both into pieces. When he’s finished his slicing, he
yells out, “Mark, they’re ready!” The crowd of dirty people let out a
chorus of cheers! I noticed now that some of the women are pregnant.
Now I see that they have been able to start fires in the barrels! Some
men and women begin to help the man with the machete to carry
parts of the remains of the old lady and the little girl to place them on
the oven racks to cook. But the people I see are so hungry that many
start grabbing the body pieces and start eating them raw and
uncooked.
I am sick! I am crying! Jesus, please! Let it be enough! I’ve seen

enough! “Yes, Daughter, now you have. I’m sorry, but it’s necessary
for these things to be seen and shared.” I understand Jesus, so
please just help me.
“I am my daughter. You must tell them. Tell them, as these things

progress forward upon your world and within your once great nation,
that your people will endure such things as well. America is not above
my people of Israel and Judah! Read my holy word, my Bible as you
call it, and you will find of such horrors that came upon a people, a
nation who forgets me as their God and who fail to repent. Tell them
Daughter, to read in the great book of Ezekiel in chapter 14 or
Lamentations chapters four and five. If this isn’t enough, then read 2
Kings chapter six for starters. I tell you, Child; this famine shall be
worse than any that has ever been seen upon your world! You must
trust me, for I will meet the need of my true people. Prideful America
thinks she is untouchable! That such things shall never happen to her!
Warn them, Daughter, I charge thee to warn them, for this famine is
spreading to your whole world! My people need only to trust in me,
Jesus! Even in dire and perilous times such as these, I will provide
food, water, and shelter!”
These things are hard, Jesus! They are hard to know, but I don’t ask
that you take them from me. No, never, for how will we, your children,
know what's coming? But I do pray, and pray often that you help me to
handle and to carry this heavy load to warn the people! All the people
who will listen! I know these things are swiftly coming upon us, yet
here you are this morning telling me not to worry! I don’t have to worry.
Furthermore, I know this because you will take care of me!!! I trust
you, Jesus! I trust you to do so! Everything that is occurring, Jesus,
you have warned us in advance, so we can pray and prepare. Thank
you, Jesus! Thank you!
“You are welcome, daughter, but you must keep preparing yourself, for
should my Father God delay my coming a little longer you will then be
made to endure such things. If you don’t witness what I have once
again shown you in this vision again, I tell you with all assurance, you
will hear rumors as I have foretold you among your nation’s people
and those of the world because I speak no word idly! Now go Child, go
and tell them these things are coming but not to fear but to trust
me...in me alone!”
I will Jesus, whether it’s rejected or received in your name, I will warn!
There’s Nothing Coming In Dream 1/24/22 at 1:11 am

I had a short dream last night, Jesus. It began with me finding myself
in a snow-covered location. I feel I am in Alaska and there are other
people with me, but I don’t recognize any of them. We had begun
early that morning and were trying to purchase food, water and other
necessities in our preparations for what we all knew was coming.
After traveling to many locations in many towns, there was nothing to

be found! There was no food, no water and no supplies of any kind!
There was nothing to be found, nor were these places able to get
anything else, but not for lack of trying. The businesses were
desperate, but so were the people, as long lines of crowds were
forming everywhere. There was nobody they could obtain any food or
supplies from on the island.
I remember as I tried one location and then another, all the business
people would say, “There’s no stock coming into the island, because
there are no ships or planes coming in with any food. There’s none
available anywhere. We’re out of food and supplies,” they would all
say!” Then I awoke.
About Money Conversation With My Lovely Jesus

2/11/22 at 7:11 am
I was at my kitchen counter when I noticed a piece of money
from the game called Monopoly laying in some water. My
grandkids had come over for the weekend, so apparently one of
them had laid it there. Upon seeing it in the water, I commented
out loud these words to my lovely Jesus, 'This is the second time
this piece of money has gotten wet. It’s a good thing it’s only play
money!’
Immediately I heard Jesus speak to me these words in a low
audible whisper, “That piece of play money shall soon be more
valuable than your real money, because it will still belong to your
game. But your real money shall soon be worthless! Good for
nothing but to burn as a source of heat.” Woah, I responded,
then said to him: thank you, Jesus for warning me and loving me
enough to do so!
Two Babies Dream 4/05/22 at 4:04 am

This is the second dream I dreamed this night and this first
dream had changed and I found myself at a mountain campsite,
a big campsite with many people here with me. I had the feel in
this dream that we were in hiding.... on the run from someone or
something. The campsite was in the process of being set up.
As I looked around, I roughly guessed there were more than thirty
people here. I was in the process of trying to put up a tent with
very little success. A man who appeared to be in his late twenties
rushed over to me. In this dream, I know this man is named Jake
and he and I are friends.
“Here,” he said to me, “let me help you”. “Jake, you have so
many others to help, I’ll be okay,” I answered softly. “Miss Vicki, if
you had not given warning to us about what you had been shown
from God of what was coming, then none of us would be safe. I
don’t think anyone will begrudge me helping you,” Jake said
quickly.
“I didn’t know if anyone would believe me Jake except you, but I
had to try. I had to warn all who would listen,” I replied wearily.
“And these are those who did,” he replied. “Praise God they did.”
It took only a few minutes until my army green tent was standing
straight and sturdy. “Thank you, Jake,” I said to him softly. “No,
thank you Miss Vicki. When God led me to your town all those
months ago, after I left the military and you befriended me,
teaching me the true ways of our Lord and Savior, I made a vow
to God that I would see you are taken care of, and this is what
I’m doing!” “That’s very humbling to know, Jake,” I said as I
silently thanked my lovey Jesus for such a trusted friend.
I knew in this dream that I didn’t have very many close friends
and it was due, I felt, because most people don’t want you close
when they know God is really speaking to you, because he might
point out to me their sins, they should be addressing themselves.
Let’s not forget to mention also the many knife wounds in my
back from so many so-called friends and family. Jake spoke up
and said, “I have some cots. Let me get you one.” “No,” I said
quickly, “let someone else have it. I can lay on the floor of the
tent.” “No, Miss Vicki, I brought one for you.” “Then yes, Jake, I
would be grateful for the cot,” I said. “I’ll go get it then. ‘I’ll be
right back,” Jake said quickly and began walking toward his four-
wheel drive vehicle.
I noticed he was still in good shape from his military training he
had, but his light brown hair had grown out. Although it was kept
short in the back, he had longer bangs he wore to the side that
had some natural curl to it giving it a wavy look to it. I looked
around at the various stages of the camp being built. “Well
Jesus, we’re here. This is where you told us to go for safety at
least for now.” Immediately I heard my sweet Jesus reply, “Yes
Daughter of Faith and Grace you are safe for now.”
I looked around and I saw Melanie with her dark headed newborn
son. He was only a few weeks old, and he looked almost
identical to the oriental lady Ching’s baby who was about a week
older. I knew in this dream; Melanie was dark headed and had a
slight Asian look to her features and her husband was white
Caucasian before he had passed. So was Ching’s husband a
white Caucasian male. Again, this is all knowledge I have in this
dream.
Melanie and Ching’s tents were side by side which seemed odd
since if one baby started crying it might possibly wake the other,
but Ching was adamant, and her husband relented to her fervent
insistence.
I noticed some of the other people had helped Melanie with her
tent and she had a basket beside her rolled out blankets and
sleeping bag where she kept her young son Winston. Ching’s son
was named Kenyo. Neither lady would let anyone else hold their
babies. It was, I felt in my dream just an odd familiar situation.
I could see inside Ching’s tent, and I watched in puzzlement as
she made her sleeping area. She had pitched her tent on a piece
of ground that had a large dip in it. She laid her sleeping baby,
her son Kenyo on the tent floor in the dip, this large groove. Then
she had her husband brought in a piece of paneling and laid it on
the tents floor at an angle so that it laid right below baby Kenyo
to where it covered his tiny legs; although he was protected by
the thick baby blanket wrapped around his little body.
“Hmmmmm,” I said to myself, “how strange.”
Jake came back carrying the nice size cot and set it inside my
tent. “There you go Miss Vicki.” “Thank you, Jake.” I said
thankfully, then asked, “Jake, do we have enough food and
supplies? What about water?” “Well Miss Vicki, it would seem
this mountain God showed you with this particular spot you
marked on my map has a freshwater creek running nearby. So
water is not an issue. As for the rest of the necessities, we will
pray and ask Jesus to multiply it.” he answered confidently. “He
will Jake. Our lovely Jesus will do it and so much more if we
continue to trust him every step of the way.” “We will Miss Vicki,
we will.” Then the scene changes.
I feel that a few weeks have passed. I woke up suddenly! I’m
disoriented from being in a tent, so I began praying immediately.
“What is it my sweet Jesus? Holy Spirit, why did you wake me
up? What’s happening?” I hear “Pray, Daughter pray.” loudly in

my mind.
I jumped off my cot and my knees hit the cold hard ground
beneath the tent’s floor. I began praying. Then progressed into
praying in tongues. Something is wrong! I sense it! I feel it
strongly so I prayed until the morning light could be seen through
the flaps of my tent. I still had no release, yet I felt led to get up
and go out. “Jesus where do you want me to go?” “Outside
Daughter and watch! Evil has occurred but currently you will not
be able to do anything but seek me.” “Okay Jesus, I’m going,
please go with me.” “Always,” He said tenderly to me.
I unzipped the flap of my tent and can tell it’s still early morning
for most. I guessed it to be around 6 or 7am, but I wasn’t sure.
Jake was already up tending to a big fire which I knew we would
use to help cook our food on later, but in the mean while it would
help warm you from the chill of the morning air.
Jake looked up at me with a troubled smile and spoke low so
that only I could hear his voice. “You didn’t sleep much again
Miss Vicki, did you?” “No,” I replied, “no I was up praying all
night again. I sense evil is in our little camp somewhere, but my
lovely Jesus hasn’t revealed it to me yet.” “He will,” Jake replied.
“Jake, you don’t understand, God wants to use more than just
me. I have a few pieces of his puzzle while somebody out here
has more, but aren’t speaking I feel.” “Miss Vicki,” Jake said
earnestly in a hushed tone, “don’t you think if God is speaking to
someone else and they are refusing to listen or obey that he will
tell another person, or even you?”
“Yes, Jake I do, but at what cost to them and to us? Every action
we make, there is a reaction that has a rippling effect to all
around. It’s the rippling effect that really has me concerned. I feel
like I imagined Elisha felt when the Shunammite woman’s son
died, and she came to him and caught him by his feet. Gehazi,
his servant came near to push her away, but Elisha refrained him
and said leave her alone. Her soul is vexed (2 Kings 4:27) and
this thing is hidden from me Jake, whatever this thing is here in
our camp it’s hid from me.” “Then Miss Vicki, we shall pray some
more.”
I gave him a small smile. Suddenly we heard a blood curling
scream from Melanie’s tent and then hear her say loudly, “That’s
not my baby. This is not my little boy Winston.” People started
coming out of their tents and those in sleeping bags outside
began sitting up as some began climbing out of their sleeping
bags.
Jake and I ran over to Melanie’s tent and unzipped the flaps.
Melanie was on her bed of blankets holding a squalling baby with
outstretched hands screaming “Where’s my baby? This is not my
baby.” A crowd had gathered around her tent. Then I noticed to
my right on the edge of the crowd was Ching holding a sleeping
baby close to her chest, her husband John with his arm around
her shoulder holding her close to him.
Melanie noticed Ching holding the baby and she began
screaming, “You’ve got my baby. Give me Winston back.” Ching
started speaking in Chinese and shaking her head in a “no”
action. John spoke up and said, “Look lady, this is our son. This
is Kenyo. We would know our own son.”
“No,” Melanie screamed. “This is Kenyo,” she said to the baby
she was holding out straight in front of her. “Give me back my
Winston.” “Lady, you are crazy,” John said, “this is our son
Kenyo.” “Yes,” Ching said, “definitely our son.” “Jesus, Jesus,” I
prayed to myself and asked, “what is going on,” but no answer

came? The problem we are facing is that the baby boys could
have passed for twins. Not identical ones but they have a strong
resemblance to each other and neither mother would let anyone
around the babies much that no one knew definitely which baby
belong to whom.
We have John and Ching saying the baby in Ching’s arms is
theirs, yet we have Melanie swearing that they had her Winston,
and she has their Kenyo and she was doing nothing to try to
pacify the squalling baby.
I walked over slightly bent due to the height of the tent and took
the squalling baby form her outstretched arms. She surrendered
him easily. She jumped up quickly before Jake or anyone else
could stop her and she lunged at Ching trying to grab the baby
out of her arms. Ching let out a string of Chinese and then said,
“No, no, no!”
John shoved Melanie back forcibly and she stumbled and fell to
the ground where she lay weeping uncontrollably. John yelled
out, “Lady I don’t know what your problem is, but this is “our”
son.” Jake rushed over to Melanie to make sure she was alright
then he rose and walked over to John. Mister that may be your
baby, but you will not treat a lady, any lady like that in this camp.
John looked hard at Jake as if trying to decide if he should
challenge him.
Ching pulled on his coat sleeve to stop and he untensed his body
and stepped back a few steps. “Know this,” Jake said, “until we
can figure out what is going on John, you and Ching can keep
that baby, but you are not to leave this camp with the baby do
you understand?” Ching said something in Chinese and bobbled
her head up and down letting Jake know she understood. John
said gruffly “Yea, we understand.”
“Melanie,” Jake said, “will you take care of this baby until we get
this settled?” “That is not my baby,” she replied and began crying
almost hysterically. Jake looked at me with a question on his face
of “What now?” I spoke up and said, “Is there anyone who is
willing to take care of this baby who will not leave the campsite
with the child in hand?”
An elderly lady, her back bent over from age came forward. “I’ll
take care of him. Raised many of babies and grand young ones.
I’ve got plenty of experience.” A grateful smile crossed Jake’s
and my face. Mildred was one of the few people here that both
Jake and I trusted.
She began speaking again. “I reckon my granddaughter Tracy
can help. It would be good for a twelve-year-old to learn some
more responsibility.” I heard a young girls voice from somewhere
in the crowd exclaim, “Grandma!”
Jake looked at me and I nodded my head, but paused long
enough to pray for a moment. “Jesus, do I let this baby stay with
Mildred and Tracy or does someone else need to do this?”
“Daughter of Faith, of Grace, Mildred can be trusted. She is truly
one of mine.” “Yes, Jake I think Mildred is perfect and so does
Jesus!”
Mildred’s face spread into a huge grin, and she walked over to
the baby. Jake spoke to Melanie softly. “Ma’am, I am going to
need some things for the baby, can we use what’s in your tent
until we learn the truth of this matter?” She shook her head
weakly and said “Yes,” even though tears were still in her eyes.
She looked devastated. Then she said in a low hollow voice. “I

know the truth!!! “Ching and John have my Winston.”
John let out a string of curse words and Ching began pointing
her finger at Melanie and speaking quickly in Chinese. Then she
turned and walked to her tent with the still sleeping baby
clutched tightly to her chest. Her husband John followed swiftly
behind them.
I looked at Jake and he shook his head as if saying, “Now what?”
I said, “I’m going to pray.” Jake spoke up. “Show’s over folks,
those of you who know Jesus, it’s time to seek from him the truth
and for our continued safety.” Murmurs of approval and grunts of
disapproval at his words I could hear. I went to my tent and
began praying. The scene changed again.
It’s been several days later I feel since Melanie accused Ching
and John of taking her baby boy Winston and she was like an
empty shell of a person barely functioning as a human. Ching
and John barely left their tent and if they went out, they left the
tent only one at a time. The baby was never allowed to leave the
tent at all.
I found myself sitting among many of the group around the fire
eating supper when all of the sudden I heard my sweet Jesus
whisper to me. “Come my Daughter of Faith and Grace, come
and pray. There’s trouble brewing in your camp. Come pray and
that which was hidden is about to be revealed.” I jumped up
quickly and told Jake I’m going to pray. Jake nodded his head,
and I quickly went into my tent and fell to my knees and began
crying out to my lovely Jesus.
I’m in my tent praying when I heard my lovely Jesus say, “The
camps been compromised. The enemy has worked its way into
the hearts of some that have taken refuge in this camp. They
have crept into Jake’s tent as you both slept and accessed the
radio. They have been bought! Your radio is emitting a frequency
that is being tracked. Prepare the people for departure.”
“Oh no Jesus, please help us,” I cried out. Then asked, “how
much time?”
“Not much,” his sweet voice responded. “What do I do?” “You
sound the alarm my Daughter.” “Who did such a thing? Who are
they that would possibly cause the harm and death of so many
people?” “Someone Daughter who doesn’t have much to lose.
Go now Daughter, Go.”
I jumped up off my knees yelling Jake’s name out loud as I ran
out of my tent! I almost collided with Jake who had come running
the moment I yelled his name out. “What is it,” he cried out
asking anxiously thinking; I felt in this dream that I might have
been bitten by a snake or some other venomous creature?
“Jake, the Lord says the radio is emitting a signal that’s
traceable. We’ve been attacked from within, and our location is
compromised.” My words spurred him into immediately action.
He ran to his tent where the portable radio sat, and he looked at
the gauges. Although we couldn’t hear any noise the gauges
were lit up with activity.
Jake reached over and turned the volume knob up and
immediately the radio began making a humming noise. We
looked at each other in horror and dismay. We both knew we had
to act fast! The people had just started laying down for the night
to try to get a little rest. Jake turned off the radio then ran out of
his tent with me following right behind him.
“Get up, get up,” he began yelling. “We’ve got to move. Get what
you can quickly and head to your vehicles.” A few began to hurry
about, but the majority only starred at Jake as if he were a
madman. Jake said once more very loudly, “Get up or get
caught. Our position has been compromised.” Immediately,
people jumped up and began rushing about finally realizing the
danger they were in. “Hurry,” Jake cried out. “There’s no time to
get everything, get to your cars, your vehicles.” The people
started running for their vehicles.
“Jake, I’m going to get Melanie. She hasn’t come out of her tent
and neither has Ching with Kenyo or her husband John.” “Okay
Miss Vicki, but please hurry. I’ll go get Mildred, her
granddaughter and the baby Winston or Kenyo which ever it is.”
We still had not been able to determine which baby belonged to
which mother. Melanie still insisted on Ching having stolen her
baby boy Winston and replacing him with her son Kenyo. The
thing is, no one knew of any reason why Ching would do
something like this, and she wasn’t about to let anyone get close
or see her baby. In actuality, I don’t recall hearing him much noise
from him of at all.
I ran to Melanie’s tent that was still zipped shut. “Melanie,
Melanie, we’ve got to get out of here. Someone has let our
invaders know where we are. Melanie?” No answer came, I
hurriedly unzipped the tent and saw Melanie laying on her pallet
of blankets with one pulled over her face. “Melanie,” I cried out
and yanked the blanket off of her in an attempt to wake her up.
Horror filled my eyes and I let out a scream. They’re lying face
down in a pool of blood that had soaked her blankets was
Melanie with a big, huge gash in the back of her head.
Jake and many of the other people came rushing in when they
heard my screams. “Oh Jesus, Oh Jesus, no,” I said and began
crying. Jake rushed over to Melanie and checked her pulse at her
left wrist. He looked back at me and shook his head no. “Jesus,
Jesus please help us what do we do?” “Daughter, Daughter of
Faith follow the trail of blood,” Jesus said tenderly to me. I could
tell he was grieved when he spoke by what someone had done
to Melanie. “Blood.” I said out loud. Jake looked at me strangely.
Then I said again, “Blood, follow the trail of blood Jesus said.”
Jake instantly began looking at the tent floor. Sure enough there
were some blood drops. Apparently, Melanie was killed
somewhere else then placed into her tent. Nobody would have
noticed her missing, because she hardly ever came out of her
tent after she accused Ching and John of taking her little baby
boy Winston.
Jake and I rushed outside while the many looked on and others
began trying to gather their things, because not many people
wanted to remain here now after finding Melanie murdered. We
examined the ground, but to our dismay we didn’t see any more
blood drops. “Jesus,” I asked questioningly? “Look again
Daughter of Faith and Grace. It’s there,” he replied.
I walked to the edge of the woods not far from the back of
Melanie’s and Ching’s tents. Then something odd hit me. I hadn’t
seen Ching, John or Kenyo even after I had found Melanie’s body
and had begun screaming. “Where’s Ching and John,” I asked
Jake? “I haven’t seen them,” he replied. “Has anyone seen Ching
or John,” Jake asked to the remaining crowd of people?
Murmurs of “no” were heard from the crowd.
I felt a strong urge to take a closer look at the back of both the
tents. That’s when I noticed there near the bottom of the back of
Ching’s tent was some small brown rust-colored spots. “Dried

blood,” I said to myself. “Jake look at this.” He knelt on his knees
one up and one down to take a good look. “It’s blood alright.”
“Jesus,” I asked out loud, “please help us.” “Daughter of Faith,
look inside the tent with the blood splatters.” “Jake,” I said
hurriedly, “we’ve got to go inside to Ching and John’s tent!”
“John, John, Ching, we’re coming in,” Jake yelled as we started
walking to the front of their tent. The remaining people parted for
us to walk through them, but many had continued to gather what
items they could and were getting ready to leave.
“Jake, they’re not here,” I yelled after unzipping the tent and
glancing only enough to see if they were inside. Jake said to the
crowd. “Spread out, we’ve got to find them.” As Jake is talking, I
noticed flies buzzing around in the right corner of the tent and I
noticed now a very bad odor. “Jake,” I called out shakily with an
uneasy, creepy feeling entering my heart and voice.
He stopped what he was doing, because the sound of my voice
gave warning to him that something’s not right. Then it hit me
with full force and knowledge. That is the area where baby Kenyo
would sleep in the groove on the tent floor with the piece of panel
partially covering his little feet as I had watched her do when we
first arrived here and was sitting up camp. Horror filled my heart
and I raced inside and pulled back the covers. The panel was
completely over the place where Kenyo usually laid. I grabbed
hold of the panel and gave it a shove. Immediately the tent was
filled the smell of death. “Jake,” I let out a strangled cry, because
there was the body of a baby boy!!! Whether it was Winston or
Kenyo, I don’t know but having studied satanic cults and rituals
when led by the Holy Spirit so I would know and recognize
Satan’s tactics, I knew this baby had been a sacrifice. Jake
started yelling, “Find Ching and John. Find them now!” We ran
out of the tent to see that many people were already searching. I
heard Holy Spirit say to me, “Check the supply hut and do it
now!” Jake was watching my face and knew that I had been told
something and he asked “Where?” “The supply hut,” and before I
could finish, he had taken off running in the direction of the hut
calling the men to come with him who had been searching too.
“Jesus, Jesus, why, why?” “Daughter of Faith and Grace,
sometimes you’re not able to understand why I allow some
things to happen, but you must trust me. Hurry now. Jake has
found Ching and John.” I took off running and when I arrived at
the supply hut the men had both Ching and John surrounded.
John held a tree limb in his hands ready to fight if he had to.
About this time the rest of the camp showed up including the
elderly Mildred carrying the baby boy followed by her
granddaughter Tracy. “Why Ching, why,” I asked passionately?
Ching looked at me with hate then spit at me, but it fell quickly to
the ground.
“You all dead,” she said “you all dead! Your God Jesus can’t save
you!” Then she saw Mildred holding the baby. “Give me Kenyo,”
she said angrily. “Kenyo” Jake exclaimed! “Yes, that’s my Kenyo.
Now give him to me.” “Melanie was not crazy,” I heard a lady say
in the crowd. “Give me Kenyo,” Ching screamed. “No,” I said
back boldly. “As far as everyone of us knows, this is Melanie’s
son Winston.” “No it’s Kenyo. You all dead!”
I was angry, righteously angry. “No, you tell me why we found
Melanie in her tent dead and the other baby boy Winston inside
your tent from a ritual sacrifice?” Ching began cackling while
John still held the tree limb as if ready to swing at any moment.
“She was in the way. She wouldn’t leave things alone. Do you
really think I would use my own son in the rituals? They required
a sacrifice for our safety. Kenyo lives! He lives! You all die! I
sacrifice to Gods more powerful than your Jesus and now the
soldiers come and kill you all, but Kenyo lives! Ching lives and
John lives,” and she started laughing again!
About this time, I heard a loud sound of an explosion that had to
have been near the main camp from the sound of it. “You now
die,” Ching said! “My people are here! Ching lives! Kenyo lives
and John lives but you die!” I looked at Jake with my eyes wide
open. We were all able to hear the sounds now of many
approaching heavy vehicles. If it’s Ching’s people, then we’ve
been found by the Chinese and not the Russians. Either way it’s
not good. Some of the people had made it to their vehicles and
were leaving in a different direction from the incoming invaders.
Other people began running into the cover of the woods. Jake
looked at me almost in hopelessness, but then I heard my lovely
Jesus say urgently; “Run to the lake. You have the boats.” “The
boats,” I mouthed to Jake so Ching wouldn’t hear. We had two
boats we used to cross the massive lake.
Jake grabbed Mildred’s hand and I grabbed her granddaughter’s.
We took off running as fast as we could with the elderly Mildred
who still had the baby, we now know is Kenyo to her chest in a
carrier that made it easier for her elderly body to carry the baby.
Everyone had run in separate directions including the vehicles,
but we had kept the location of the lake hidden from most of the
camp as well as the boats.
I had turned around to glance one more time at Ching and John
who were still gloating from what they considered a great victory.
Yet, I know in this dream that their betrayal to us would be
rewarded by the invaders betraying them. I felt they would either
be placed in camps or put to death. Either way, their lives were
over for them. Yes, baby Kenyo lives but at what cost, I sadly
asked myself as we reached the lake and start uncovering the

boats? As we start across the water, I came instantly awake. I am
still seeking you lovely Jesus about what all this means. Please
Holy Spirit please reveal the meaning of these things to me in
Jesus’ name I pray.
Verses:
2 Kings 4:27
Isaiah 55:8-9
Mark 7:21
Romans 1:28
Jeremiah 17:9
Matthew 15:19
Romans 8:28
11/13/19@4:04AM - The Scientist/Biologist Dream

I dreamed again last night, but again it was different from the prior
dreams that I have had because this dream was centered more
around one man in particular! He was a white Caucasian male
approximately the age of 34! How I know this I am not for sure
and he had dark black hair. This man was smart...very smart
intelligent wise because I think he was a scientist with the secrets
of biological warfare in his brain!!!
There was a war raging and this man had somehow gotten
caught behind enemy lines and there were other men who were
trying to help him to escape for he was of great importance and
very valuable to the good guys, the ones fighting on the side of
the right!
As this dream progressed these men were stealthily trying to get

through the enemy’s line. They came to a city whose ruler was
secretly working for the good guys and he offered this scientist/
biologist refuge for a few days from the raging war! He was at a
place of safety! I remember this kind ruler taking this scientist/
biologist and showing him all the secrets of his hidden hideout
while they were waiting for the plans to be completed to smuggle
him out of the cities, and finally across the enemy’s battle line.
As they are following this final plan of escape somehow the

enemy has become aware of the scientist/biologist's location and
attacks him and the small band of men who are trying to get him
to safety! Everyone is killed and he is captured!!! Alone and
terrified this man is surrounded and escorted by armed men to
another city and brought before another man who I know is the
actual ruler of the evil armies but this scientist has no idea!!!
He is taken before the other man who is the leader of the bad
guys and is treated with much kindness! He spreads a table with
a feast fit for a king! This scientist/biologist has not eaten in
days!!! Wearily the scientist begins to eat as he notices the big
long table spread with such a variety of so much good food! It’s
war time!!! Delicacies of this type of food are far and in between
and as he begins to eat and fill his hungry belly, he begins
unknowingly also to relax!!!
Then the other man, the evil ruler whose dressed in a full military
uniform begins to talk to the scientist softly and gently all
throughout the meal telling him that he was actually part of the
good guys side but he was undercover just like the kindly ruler
who had tried to help him escape! The more he talked, the more
the scientist listened until the very next thing that happened was
the evil leader had the scientist/biologist sitting right next beside
him like two old friends who were conversing after an absence of
each other’s company!
I remember the scientist reaching for his cell phone to try to call
the kindly ruler and let him know that he was okay and was with
the evil leader which he thought was good and as he started to
make the call the evil leader reached casually over and softly
closed the phone convincing the scientist/ biologist it was safer if
no one knew his location! As I could feel myself being pulled from
this dream, I could hear this scientist as he began to talk and tell
everything, everything about the kindly ruler’s secret hideout.
Who he was. It’s location and everyone he had come in contact
with! Even those who only their names had been mentioned! He
told him everything and as I furthered watched in horror, this
scientist began to reveal the most secretive information about the

new biological weapon that he had created!!!
As the dream faded away, I awoke with a sense of stunned

surprise and yet even awe at how subtle this evil leader was and
also how that just a warm meal and a few kind words the scientist/
biologist had become totally deceived, revealing all to the
enemy!!! How easily had his allegiance been turned and then God
spoke!” “This life is a war Child and the Christian life is faced with
many battles! This is why it is wise to know your enemy and then
you will be less likely to be deceived for this scientist of your
dream was still behind the enemy lines!!! He had not reached
safety yet and he should have kept his guard up and watched.
Then he would not have been so easily deceived by the enemy
when he came to him in the guise of a “friend!” Your enemy the
devil is subtle and crafty, full of lies and deceit!!! That is why I
have warned you already in my word that if it were possible that
he would deceive the very elect!!! This scientist/biologist in your
dream was a highly intelligent man but acted very irrational and
was easily deceived by the enemy’s tactics.
He was weary, tired, and cold! The enemy gave him shelter! He
was hungry! The enemy fed him with the delicacies of the world,
and he was afraid and all alone! The enemy was friendly unto him
and became his confidant causing the scientist to fall into his trap
through his acts of false kindness!!! Do not think for a moment
that the evil ruler is not going to kill and destroy the kindly ruler
and his whole operation, if possible, now that the scientist has
betrayed them all!!! Not just the kindly ruler and his people but the
world as well by giving the evil leader the secret of this new
biological weapon because the scales have now been tipped into
the favor of the evil ones and the whole world is now at risk!!!
This is just how easily deceived that Adam and Eve were in the
Garden of Eden!!! They were given one rule to live by but when
the enemy came to Eve with his subtleness and craftiness she
took of the tree of knowledge and sin... the spiritual biological
weapon entered the whole world putting it at risk to be totally
consumed by sin! The woman immediately began spreading the
sin by offering the forbidden fruit unto Adam who also took it
knowingly!!! This alienated them from the presence of my Father
God’s love and protection and placed them into the hands of the
enemy!!! They realized too late that they have been deceived just
like I’m sure the scientist/biologist in your dream would have if I
had allowed you to finish the dream!!!
Now by one deceived man’s actions the spiritual biological

weapon of sin has been released into the world, this earth and
millions upon millions have suffered from the effects but unlike a
lot of your man-made biological secret weapons that have no
cure. Sin has a cure and it’s me! My blood that I shed on Calvary
for I am Jesus of Nazareth, Son of the most-high God!!!
By one man’s folly the people of the earth were doomed to certain
death and by one man’s, my act of love and compassion,
redemption was brought forth for all people, all people who
wanted to be cured from the dreadful disease known as sin!!!
Sin will eat you from the inside out starting within your heart, and
then spreading into your mind and the rest of your body and as
the infected body begins to stink and decay spiritually that person
is left diseased, sometimes maimed and crippled!
If man could see himself through the spiritual eyes and not the
natural, he would look in disgust at what he had become for man
is always primping and preening at the outward appearance while
the inside has withered up in decay at its deceased, decaying
flesh!!! But again, I say I am the cure, the only cure that can wash
you from the inside out with my precious blood that I shed for
mankind at Calvary!!! I gave myself freely so man could become
diseased free, sinless and to be restored to fellowship unto me
once again!!!
The Symbolic Dream 10-23-22@9:16pm, 10-24-22

@2:24am & 5:29am, 10-27-22@ 9:20am
Jesus, I dreamed again the same dream for the fourth time. Lord
your word says in 2 Corinthians 13:1 that in the mouth of two or
three witnesses shall every word be established. This is also
referenced in Deuteronomy 17:6, John 8:17, Numbers 35:30,
Matthew 18:16 and even Hebrews 10:28. So lovely Jesus with
Holy Spirit’s help according to 1 John 2:27 and John 14:26 I will
now write this dream down with His help.
This dream began with me seeing a large heaping bowl of fresh

carrots with their green ends removed. They are clean and ready
to eat raw or placed in meals. The bowl holding them is a sturdy
stainless-steel bowl. It is a very huge heaping bowl of perfect
looking carrots sitting on top of a flat surface. What surface it is I
didn't see clearly because my eyes were focused fully on the
carrots.
As I am looking intently at the healthy, beautiful orange carrots I

notice something is happening inside the bowl or there is
movement. The carrots have begun to shrivel up from the inside
of the bowl outward. I watched as the once beautiful carrot began
shriveling up to less than half their size causing the bowl, once full
of bright healthy carrots should now be less than half full of now
withered shriveled up ones. These are nasty carrots. “What does
it mean?” I hear myself ask in this dream. “Famine!” I hear the
response come. Then the scene changed.
NEXT SCENE:
I am in what looks like an empty deserted old-timey store with its

wooden shelves and metal signs upon the walls. Also, there are
wooden shelves in rows in the middle of the floor. I see several of

them, but they're empty except for items that appear as non-
essentials like hand razors, Shaving cream, lotions, face creams
hairbrushes, Bobby pins, curlers, hair gels and sprays. There are
also in this store in some shelves items of clothing neatly folded
with one or two hung on display. But there are no people here! No
lights on inside! Yet I can see clearly.
I walk up to the flat counter and see a very old 1900’s (I feel)
decorative push button cash register. It is gold in its color and sits
proudly upon the old wood of the counter. I walk closer to have a
better look and I see in the top the value amount displayed is
0.00. There is no dollar value indicated, but zeros.
I walked to the side of the cash register to get a better look at it. It
has a handlebar that you turn to open it on the right, but it already
has its drawer extended out. It's already fully open. It's empty! I
see no money inside of it. “What does it mean?” Again, I heard a
voice answer. “Your money is useless. It has no value. Your
economy collapses daughter.” Then the scene changed again.
NEXT SCENE:
I am looking out up at the sky trying to determine what is causing

the roaring humming type noise I'm hearing. The sky is light blue
with only a few small puffs of clouds scattered randomly across its
white expanse. Something is coming! I feel it! I sense it! I hear it
coming closer! I begin seeing suddenly the sky filled with planes.
Old timey World War Two bomber planes.
They covered the entire sky. There are so many of them! They
begin dropping bombs out of the underneath side of them, out of
their bellies. I see one drop right after another. But I never see
them hit the ground. It's as if everything is frozen suddenly.
As the scene before me is frozen except for myself, I then begin

seeing the sun rising and I know it's from the east because the
sun always rises from the east and sets in the West direction.
This sun is beautiful, bright, full of power but it's different than a
normal sunrise. The actual rays themselves looked drawn like a
picture and are attached to the center.
It appears that the round center of the sun, its body, it's physically
pulling the sun rays upward by its force, its presence then pushes
them up. As it begins rising steadily until it's fully risen, I now see
the other scene before me becomes unfrozen. The bombs begin
striking the ground below erupting into massive explosions larger
than what I would expect one of their bombs from their planes to
make.
“What does this mean?” Again, I asked. “War comes to America!

But so do I come daughter! Before the first weapon from the sky
hits your soil, I'm returning for my own in a moment when you
think not.” “Can you repeat that?” I asked. “War comes to
America! But so do I come daughter and it's before the first
weapon strikes your soil from the sky, I am coming!!!” Then I
awoke.
Versus
Revelation 6: 5- 8, Luke 21: 11, Matthew 24: 7, Psalms 107: 34,
Amos 4: 6- 9, Ezekiel 14: 13, Genesis 41, Job 5: 20, Jeremiah 50:
41- 42, Jeremiah 6: 22- 30, 1 Timothy 6: 9- 10, 17, Hosea 12: 10,
1 Thessalonians 4: 16- 18, 1 Corinthians 15: 52, Matthew 24: 42
Bullet Points:
1. The good carrots started turning bad from the inside then
worked their way outward. This is symbolic of the famine
that’s already started as not being a natural occurring one.
It’s judgment from God, but there are people and things
happening inside our countries that are contributing or
causing the famine. All part of bringing the New World Order
in I feel.
2. The heaping bowl of good healthy carrots I feel is symbolic

of the abundance we once had of food, but now it is
dwindling and almost gone.
3. I felt at the time of this dream that the old timey store and old
cash register represented an era in time, in which money,
actual cash in hand was used to pay for your goods and not
digital currency. The money was physically handled and
seen and when you ran out there was no more money to
spend.
4. The store with its almost empty shelves except for non-
essential items is symbolic of the shortages we are already
facing with more to come.
5. There are six sun rays which is the number of man . The
sunrays are red symbolic of blood and symbolizes two
things- a. Malachi 4:2, symbolic of the Rapture!! Praise God!
The saints being Raptured and saved by the Blood! B. And it
happens AFTER the famine and economic collapse. (Which
we are in the start of now!). It is SOON!
6. The 6 rays with blood red is ALSO symbolic of mankind left

behind and the bloodshed that will happen.
7. The sun’s body is literally pulling the rays (blood covered,

bride made ready saints) from the ground then pulling them
up, then pushing them with it up into the sky. This is symbolic
of the rapture.
8. The WW2 bombers after researching on the internet are

Russian.
9. None of the bombs exploded until the sun was fully risen.
10. The explosion from each bomb was more massive than what
would normally be dropped
from these types of bomber planes.
11. I had a sense in the dream that the planes were to identify
who the bombs were coming
from with more emphasis on what was being dropped from
the sky...the bombs.
The Supplier of My Needs Dream 11-2-22 @ 12:19am,

2:17am, and 4:56am
I awoke a few minutes ago with this same dream of Jesus sitting
on a rock, a very large boulder and I am sitting on the ground, the
fallen leaves cushioning me as I sat in rapt attention of my lovely
Jesus’ teachings. It is the same dream I dreamed earlier tonight at
two other times being at 12:19am, and around 2:17am.
I had prayed again all throughout the night and heavily each time I
awoke. There’s so much happening in our world. So much still
coming and so many still empty pieces in this puzzle of God’s but
I’m still thankful for every piece he has so lovingly sent down and
revealed to us. Still, without having all the pieces it can be hard to
know which pieces, each event goes where and at what time. So,
I’m simply going to trust him, trust you my lovely Jesus whole-
heartedly and be obedient with your help in all I say and do in
your name Jesus my love. Now back to this dream with your help
Holy Spirit my friend I shall write this dream in this journal while
standing on 1 John 2:27 and John 14:26. I love you Jesus. I love
you. “I love you oh, warrior daughter of mine. Now write little one.
Write this dream down under mine anointing.” “Yes, my love I am.
Holy Spirit.... lead me.” “Yes, Daughter of Faith, follow me....”
Again, I dreamed Jesus and I were together. This is the third time
I dreamed this dream in my sleep. Jesus, my lovely Jesus is as
he was in the days, he walked this earth in my understanding of
this dream. He is dressed in a crimson one-piece undercoat
though instead of the off white I have seen before. Across his
body running from front to back and connecting on the top of the
left shoulder is material in folds of blue that hang in a “U” shape
curve around his body. There are brown sandals upon his feet,
and I see the ugly scars. The holes in his beautiful feet.
His hair comes slightly below his neckline and is brown with
highlights of rust. But more like a red hue to his rust highlights
than brown. His mustache and beard, even his eyebrows match
his hair color. His eyes full of so much tender love and
compassion are clear blue like the sea but they also shine with
brilliant intelligence. This is my beloved Savior sitting upon a gray
boulder and he is expounding and teaching to me his Holy
Scriptures of truth.
I am observing all this even though I am sitting upon the leaf

covered ground intently listening with understanding to his
beautiful words. It is a cold day, and I am dressed in a pair of dark
blue colored jeans and a dark blue sweater that has threading of
red running through it that upon closer examination is then more
easily noticed.
I’m not sure how long in this dream I had been sitting here
listening to my lovely Jesus as he explained to me his word and
who better to learn from than the word itself. John tells us in
chapter 1 verse 14 that you my lovely Jesus became flesh and
dwelt among us. You are the living Word made into flesh. This is
why it’s a living word.
It is a cool crisp day and I know I have been sitting here listening
to my lovely Jesus in awe and wonderment as he explained to me
his Holy word for a while now. He pauses then looks down at me
tenderly and speaks, “Little warrior Daughter, you are a willing
student but now we must stop for a moment because your
physical body is in need of substance of food and drink for you
are still in your physical body and not yet the glorified one waiting
for you when you enter your eternity.” I didn’t want him to stop
teaching me. I wanted to learn all I can and stay with him as long
as I can. But upon him speaking I realized I am very hungry!
Famished and thirsty too.
“Come on little one,” Jesus says to me. Then he stands up easily

from the rock and holds out his right nail scarred hand to me.
Seeing the ugly scar marring his flesh fills me with sorrow and joy
at the same time. Because without those scars I would not be
redeemed. Yet it was a cost I should have endured for my sins
instead of him. I take his extended hand and come slowly to my
feet. Yep, I thought this body is definitely not glorified yet. I am stiff
from sitting so long. Funny thing is I hadn’t noticed I was stiff or
even hungry and thirsty until he mentioned it to me so engrossed
was I by his presence and his explanation of his Holy Word.
I began to wonder where would we get something to eat out here

in the deep woods. I know in this dream I hadn’t brought any food
or drink with me. Jesus read my thoughts, I know because he
smiled at me and said, “It is a small thing for me to supply your
needs little warrior daughter of mine.” Then I now see in his hand
is a little dark brown type of bag with a lid on it and a small round
wafer type thing in his other one. “Oh,” I exclaim, “what is this,” I
then asked my love? “Is that manna? Manna from heaven like
what the children of Israel ate in the wilderness?” “Indeed, it is,”
my lovely Jesus replied with a warm genuine smile of love. “I am
after all the creator of all things good.” “Oh,” I said not knowing
really how to reply. Jesus laughs at my response and reaction as
if taking joy in it in a loving manner. “Come now daughter you
need to eat.”
I take the small white wafer type piece of Manna. I look at it

almost in awe. I then take a small bite out of it. I hear the words
“size of a coriander seed”. It’s surprisingly delicious. It has a slight
sweetness to it. This is good I hear myself say out loud as I
consume the whole little wafer. “I know my daughter,” I hear Jesus
say. “I am good, daughter. It can be no other way as I supply the
need for one of my children.” He hands me the leather drinking
bag and I remove the lid and take a quick drink. It’s water. Fresh
clean cold water. It’s good. Best water ever! I drink some more of
it so thankful for the water to drink but my stomach still rumbles,
and I am still a little hungry but thankful for all my lovely Jesus has
provided for me.
“Little warrior daughter,” he says softly to me. “When I supply for

your needs, I do not do it partially. Partake and eat,” he said then
he points toward the rock he had been sitting on earlier. I see
what looks like a wooden bowl. I walk over to the bowl and look
inside. It’s filled with manna, and I know it’s the exact amount I
myself will need to not be hungry. Tears fill my eyes. Oh, what a
savior! A supplier of all my needs.
I feel Jesus’ right hand upon my shoulder, so I turn to face him.

His eyes are full of love and concern. “My children must study and
learn my word. They need to know its meaning so that when
these times of sorrow erupt more fully upon your world, and they
will, my children will know I will supply their every need. I will on
my true little children’s behalves, those whose hearts are mine,
supply their needs. I shall feed them and take care of them. Even
for those who in wisdom and obedience, prepared in advance for
what I have warned you is coming and is now here, I shall divide
and multiply providing for your every need. This is my promise to
every child of mine who believes in me. Who are walking in my

Holy ways. Even for all who know my word and in faith believes
every jot and tittle. And for those who find themselves left behind
because your garments were spotted by sin, when you truly

repent, I shall do this for you as well. But more so as the
desperate times of woe and tribulation’s sorrows.... increase.
Then I awoke.
Verses:
Joshua 1:9
John 1:14
Philippians 4:1
Exodus 16:1-36
Matthew 6:25-34
2 Timothy 2:15
1 John 2:27
Psalm 34:9
Job 5:20, 22
Psalm 37:19
John 5:39
2 Peter 3:18
Hebrews 4:12
Bullet points:
1. Jesus was aware of my human nature and took note of it.

Knowing I needed sustenance, He then provided for my needs.
2. No matter what is going on in the word if we trust Jesus fully,
and in his word as we live a godly life according to his word in
faith, then we will then have any need we have supplied by our
lovely Jesus.
3. Jesus can create something out of nothing.

Grievous Sores Coming 7/6/21 at 3:15 pm

Those who are innocent and who live Godly and holy lives before
God, who love and serve Jesus wholeheartedly shall be spared.
By this all will know who's truly serving Jesus and who is faking,
not sold out and who is unsaved.
No antibiotic or store-bought ointment shall lessen the pain or
their severity. Out of serving Him faithfully and our love for our
families/friends, God has provided how to make a paste to help
ease their pain, yet not stop it entirely. Pray in Jesus’ name whilst
preparing and applying.
1 cup – Cornstarch
1⁄4 cup – Steel Cut Oatmeal (not quick oats)
1⁄2 tsp – Baking Soda (or a pinch of baking soda)
2 tbls -- Wild pure honey (raw is best)
1⁄2 cup – Pure Extra Virgin Olive Oil (extra, if possible, for best
results)
Mix all ingredients together. All ingredients need to be at room
temperature when mixed.
It should be a thick consistency when mixed properly and should
spread easily enough over the sores.
If it dries completely to the skin, to remove the paste -- apply a
warm wet cloth and hold gently until it softens – then it should be
removed more easily. If not completely dried, then remove by
wiping gently again with a warm wet cloth. This will not remove all
the pain, but will greatly reduce it.
Extra Strength Chest Rub 11/26/21

Rub on chest, keep chest covered [tbls = tablespoon] [tsp =
teaspoon]
20 drops – Tea Tree Oil
50 drops – Peppermint Oil
65 drops – Eucalyptus Oil
5 tsp – Dried Rosemary (40 drops oil if preferred)
7 ounces – Coconut Oil
9 drops – Vitamin E Oil
5 tbls – Beeswax Pellets
Optional – For creamier chest rub, you may add 3.5 ounces of
plain Vaseline.
Directions:
Combine all ingredients together (except beeswax pellets) in a
small or medium size slow cooker, on lowest heat.
Leave on low setting for at least 4 hours uncovered.
Remove from heat and strain herbal mixture with either a mesh
strainer – or piece of material such as muslin cloth/coffee filter.
Set aside.
Melt beeswax in a double broiler (or metal bowl over a pan filled
with boiling water).
Add melted beeswax into the strained herbal ingredients (make
sure no water goes into the salve b/c it will cause spoilage).
Mix well and then pour into metal or heat-resistant containers
while hot and let it cool completely, before placing lid on them. If
you are using plastic containers, make sure to cool the mixture
down a bit first, before pouring, so it will not melt the plastic
container. Let it cool until completely set before moving or placing
lids on top of containers.
Pain Relief Cream 11/30/21

[tbls = tablespoon] [tsp = teaspoon]
40 drops – Peppermint Oil 40 drops – Eucalyptus Oil 2 tsp – Dried
Rosemary
2 tbls – Turmeric Powder 2 tbls – Cayenne Pepper 2 tbls – Dried
Orange Peel 1 cup – Coconut Oil
Directions:
Set aside.
Headache Salve 12/15/21

To be applied on temples & forehead [tbls = tablespoon] [tsp =
teaspoon]
1.5 Cups – Coconut Oil
35 drops – Peppermint Oil 65 drops – Lavender Oil 9 drops –
Vitamin E Oil
Directions:
Set aside.
Itch Relief Salve 12/16/21

1 tsp – Ground Basil Leaves (heaping tsp) 1⁄2 cup – Dry Plantain
Leaves
1 tbls – Chamomile (finely ground flowers) 1 tsp – Powdered
Thyme (non-heaping) 27 drops – Peppermint Oil
1 tbls – Oatmeal Powder
Directions:
Combine all ingredients together in a small or medium size slow
cooker (minus the beeswax pellets) on lowest heat.
strainer – or piece of material such as muslin cloth/coffee filter, set
aside.
Mild Decongestant Rub For Children Ages 2 & Under

12/16/21
Rub on chest, keep chest covered
7 drops – Chamomile Oil (or 1 tsp dried flowers) 8 drops –
Lavender Oil 1⁄2 cup – Coconut Oil
Directions:
Set aside.
Earache Medicine Oil Drops Using Dried & Powdered

Herbs 12/29/21
1 cup – Olive Oil
2 tbls – Mullein Leaves (dried)
1 tbls – Dried Rosemary (instead of vitamin E oil) 1.5 tbls –
Powdered Garlic
Directions:
cooker, on lowest heat.
Strain the oil and place in glass bottle with a dropper.
Fill the bottle as full as possible b/c the more air space, the better
chance of the oil mixture going rancid and spoiling. The
Rosemary shall give it additional shelf life but can be substituted
with 3 drops of Vitamin E oil.
Boil Salve 12/30/21

12 drops – Tea tree oil
8 drops – Lavender Oil
3 tsp – Honey
1 tbls – Apple Cider Vinegar
4 oz. – Coconut Oil
2 tbls – 2 Onion (powdered) or half of small raw one 3 tbls – Basil
(powdered)
3.5 oz. – Vaseline
Directions:
aside.
Antibiotic Salve 12/30/21

16 ounces – Coconut Oil 3 tbls – Garlic Powder
2 tbls – Onion Powder
2 tbls – Dried Ginger
2 tbls – Dried Thyme
2.5 tsp – Turmeric Powder 2 tbls – Oregano Leaves
2 tbls – Dried Rosemary
Directions:
aside.
Mullein & Eucalyptus Chest Rub 2/1/22

Rub on chest, keep chest covered
20 drops – Peppermint Oil
15 drops – Rosemary Oil
25 drops – Frankincense Oil
2 ounces – Petroleum Jelly (100% pure) 2 tbls – Dried Mullein
Leaf
4 ounces – Coconut Oil 4 drops – Vitamin E Oil 2 tbls – Beeswax
Pellets
Directions:
Set aside.
Nerve Pain Salve 2/9/22

3 tbls – Cayenne Pepper Powder
3 tbls – Turmeric Powder
2 tbls – Comfrey Powder
3 tbls – White Willow Bark Dried
2 tbls – Mug wort Dried
2 tsp – Chamomile Dried
3 tbls – Dried Ginger Powder
2 tbls – Black Pepper
2 tbls – Rosemary Leaves
1.5 ounces – Vaseline plain (optional)
Directions:
aside.
Healing Salve For Diaper Rash & Other Sores, Wounds

& Rashes 3/29/22 at 2:52 pm
3.75 ounces -- plain Vaseline
4 ounces – Shea Butter (can substitute w/ coconut oil if needed)
4 tbls -- Powdered Oatmeal
1⁄2 cup – Fresh Plantain Leaves
1 tbls – Apple Cider Vinegar
3 tbls – Comfrey Powder
17 – Frankincense Oil
4 tbls – Honey
Directions:
Remove from heat and strain with either a mesh strainer – or
piece of material such as muslin cloth. Set aside.
Add melted beeswax into the strained herbal mixture (make sure
no water goes into the salve b/c it will cause spoilage).
Pour into metal or heat-resistant containers while hot and let it
cool completely before placing lid on them. If you are using plastic
containers, make sure to cool the mixture down a bit first before
pouring so it will not melt the plastic container. Let it completely

set before moving or placing lids on the containers.
Before applying make sure if you’re using as diaper rash salve,
that the baby’s bottom is thoroughly cleaned because comfrey
heals quickly.
This salve can be used on many types of sores, wounds, and
rashes. It is safe for babies unless they are allergic to Lavender,
or some other ingredients found within the recipe. The Vaseline
helps it spread easier over the rash / sores and helps keep
moisture from the baby’s bottom by creating a barrier of
protection.
* This recipe as-is will make two large tins + two small ones. It has
a shelf- life of at least 3 years if using coconut oil and 2 years if
using shea butter*
Spider Bite Salve 7/24/22 at 5:00 pm

This may be used for other bites as well
1.5 cup – Raw Cabbage (red is best, but both will work; dried can
be used)
1 tbls – Turmeric Powder
2 tbls – Basil (dried or fresh; or 15 drops oil)
2 cloves – Garlic crushed, or 2 tbls powder
1 tsp – Black pepper (activates turmeric)
1.5 cup – Plantain Leaf (fresh or dried)
3.5 ounces – Vaseline/Petroleum Jelly
1 tbls – Thyme Powder (1.5 tbls if dried leaves)
Directions:
Remove from heat and strain with either a mesh strainer – or
piece of material such as muslin cloth. Set aside.
Add melted beeswax into the strained herbal mixture (make sure
no water goes into the salve b/c it will cause spoilage).
Pour into metal or heat-resistant containers while hot and let it
cool completely before placing lid on them. If you are using plastic
containers, make sure to cool the mixture down a bit first before
pouring so it will not melt the plastic container.
Let it completely set before moving or placing lids on the
containers.
Mullein & Garlic Oil For Earaches

1⁄2 cup – Olive Oil
1.5 tbls – Dried Mullein Flower
3 Cloves – Garlic (or 1 tbls garlic finely minced)
Directions:
cooker, on lowest heat.
Strain the oil and place in glass bottle with a dropper.
Dosage: Insert 1 to 3 drops in each ear, 2-3 times per day. It can
also be rubbed around outer part of the ears. It’s recommended to
treat BOTH ears sine the ear canals are connected, and infection
can move back and forth to both ears. You may go up to as much
as 5 drops at a time.
This will not help swimmers ear, which can be treated with
alcohol, witch hazel, and apple cider vinegar.
Treatment To Aid In The Leprosy-Type Flesh Eating

Illness Part 1 3/14/22
NOTE: Please remember I am not a doctor or an herbalist. I am
sharing what my lovely Jesus has revealed for me to do if faced
with this sickness. Prayerfully seek Jesus in all these things and
let him lead you how you, yourself should proceed and prepare in
this situation! Every preparation, application and removal when
treating all sicknesses should be done in pray through Jesus’
mighty Name!
For the lesser sores that’s not eaten deep into the flesh or with
abscess. It will also aid in the drying up and healing of lesser
sores! Works on grievous sores and boils too!
Every preparation, application and removal when treating all
sicknesses should be done in pray through Jesus’ mighty Name!
Paste for lesser sores:
1 Cup of cornstarch (This is the base for the paste) 1⁄4 Cup of
steel cut Oatmeal (not quick oats)
1⁄2 Teaspoon of baking soda
1/8 Cup of wild, pure honey
1⁄2 Cup of pure extra virgin olive oil
Do not heat the ingredients or it will destroy some of the healing
properties in the paste.
All ingredients need to be at room temperature when mixed.
Combine all ingredients together in a bowl. The end results
should be a paste of a thick, yet loose consistency, that will be
able to spread easy and gently over the boils/sores. This paste
can be used frequently and left on for as long as needed.
If the paste dries completely on the skin, to remove the paste,

apply a warm very wet cloth and hold it gently over each dried
paste area until it softens. It will then be removed more easily, by
wiping gently.
If the paste is not completely dried, then remove by wiping gently
over the paste with a warm wet cloth.
This will not remove all the pain, but will greatly reduce it!
When applying the pastes for this sickness (and not grievous
sores or boils) then you need to wear sterile gloves, because it’s
highly contagious. The gloves must be disposed of immediately to
keep the virus from spreading further.
When removing the paste with the warm cloth, wear preferably
disposable gloves so the cloth can be washed out in hot soapy
water, then submerged into bleach water made out of 1⁄4 part
bleach and 3⁄4 water for at least 15 minutes if not more, so all
remnants of this sickness will be destroyed, and the cloth can be
reused. If you washed the cloth used to remove the paste from
the sores in hot soapy water in a bowl or a sink, then immediately
after, clean the bowl and sink with bleach. The disposable gloves
need to be disposed of immediately too.
Treatment To Aid In The Leprosy-Type Flesh Eating

Illness Part 2 3/21/22
treating all sicknesses should be done in prayer through Jesus’
mighty name!
For the deeper sores that shall cause the flesh to form deep
painful sores and eats away at the flesh and some will have
abscess in them.
Peroxide can be used on open sores to clean some of the
abscess, but it will only aid a little. It takes something stronger
which is the Burdock Root Poultice to really aid this sickness/
pestilence.
For the deeper, open and abscessed sores, you can make a
poultice with these ingredients and by following these steps for
preparation and application:
Herbs & Spices
Dried Burdock Root (Main ingredient that pulls out poison out of
the body) Onion – powder form acceptable
Garlic – powder form acceptable
Ginger (optional) – powder form acceptable
Other items needed:
Small amount of warm water is needed also to make powder into
to form a thick, but loose paste with ingredients.
1 pair of sterile gloves
Bleach and water solution to disinfect work area. Ratio for bleach
solutions is 1⁄4 bleach, to 3⁄4 part water.
Disinfectant wipes with bleach. (Optional to clean your work

surface area prior to beginning any of these steps)
The ratio for the dried ingredients is 3 parts Burdock Root to 1
part of the other ingredients.
For example, if you use 3 Tablespoons of Burdock root, then you
will use 1 Tablespoon each of onion, garlic and if you use the
ginger, 1 tablespoon of it also. This is after all ingredients are in
their powdered form. You can use the powdered onion, garlic and
ginger, but the Burdock Root will need to be crushed with a mortar
& pestle, blender or food processor. (I have purchased a mortar &
pestle in case I find myself in a location without electricity).
Other items needed:
1 pair of sterile gloves are needed, because hands if not properly
cleaned can cause further infection.
Required Material to make the actual poultice.
4x4 piece of lint free material (like muslin for example) for each
smaller open sores.
6x6 piece of lint free material (like muslin for example) for each
larger open sores.
Each 4x4 and 6x6 squares will need to be sterilized in boiling
water for 3-5 minutes.
You will need to prepare one poultice at a time so remove 1
square, depending on what size sore you are going to treat,
draining the water out of it, but leaving it damp and wearing sterile
gloves.
Lay the square of material on an area that has been disinfected
by a solution of 1⁄4 bleach, to 3⁄4 part water.
Burdock Poultice Instructions:

When making the poultice, you can use the already powdered
onion, garlic and ginger, but the dried Burdock Root will need to
be crushed with a mortar and pestle, blender or food processor. (I
have purchased a mortar and pestle in case I find myself in a
location without electricity.)
After the squares have been boiled and you are ready to put the
poultice together. Remove excess water from the first square
leaving it damp. It should be very warm to the touch even through
the sterile gloves.
Clean your work surface area with your disinfectant wipes or use
a solution of bleach and water. Let totally dry before you begin.
Lay 1 square at a time on the clean disinfected surface. Place
approximately 1 teaspoon of Burdock Root and spice mixture in
the middle of the square and fold the lint free material in four
overlapping folds. See illustrated pictures showing the 4 folds.
Once the square is folded place upon the open sore with the
folded seam face up. Then using gauze, or a strip of any material
or even plastic cling wrap to secure the poultice in its place.
The damp warmness of the material shall aid the Burdock root in
pulling out the poison from the body’s system. This will work when
prayerfully done, if this person’s sickness is not unto death.
The poultices should be applied at least 2 times a day for at least
30 minutes at a time for each application.
Removing the Poultices:
Because this is very contagious, wear a pair of disposable gloves,
the longer the better when removing the poultices. If the poultice
has stuck to the skin when removing, here is what my lovely
Jesus has told me to do.
As always, pray about all these things and when doing every step
of these instructions, because Jesus is the healer!
To remove a poultice that has dried to the skin, make a diluted
solution of the Burdock Root poultice ingredients. The amount of
solution made will depend on how many open sores a person
has. You will begin by pouring the diluted solution around the
edges and then gently pulling the edges away from the skin. This
will make it easier to remove if the poultice has stuck to the skin
anywhere else.
1 cup will do approximately 4 poultices that are stuck to the sores,
openings, and the person.
Here is an example the Lord Jesus has given me for making the
diluted solution:
The ratio is 1 teaspoon of dried ingredients to every 3 cups of
boiling water. Although diluted, this mixture will have enough
potency in it when pouring it on the poultices to remove them to
provide still the medicinal qualities to the open sores. The diluted
mixture when it is cooled enough to be able to strain it, must be
done with a piece of material (such as muslin) that is closely
woven and will not allow the powder to fall through.
This should be done before the diluted solution is cooled
completely down and is still warm when pouring. It can be
reheated to a warm temperature after strained if needed. The
poultices can be disposed of or reused by immediately while still
wearing gloves, by putting them in a container, bag or whatever
and then disposed of. I have not been given any further
information on disposing of them by my lovely Jesus, but
personally myself if I have a way to burn them, I would choose
this option.
It is best if you have someone who can hold the bag or container
when you are disposing of the contaminated pieces of the
poultices, so that you will not leave contamination yourself on the
bag or container since you should still be wearing your
contaminated gloves at this time when it is taken out to be
disposed of. If you want to reuse the material from the poultices,
then you can do so by following prayerfully these steps as my
sweet Jesus has told me to do. Again, pray about all these things
yourself: Have ready a large container or sink with a bleach
solution of 1⁄4 part bleach and 3⁄4 water ready, in which to
immediately, after emptying the contents of the poultice into a bag
or container to dispose of later, then drop the contaminated
squares into the bleach and water solution. The 4x4’s and 6x6’s
contaminated squares need to be left totally submerged in the
bleach and water solution for at least 15 minutes to become
sterilized and kill this sickness. Remove your gloves and dispose
of them at this time in a bag or container. Again, it is best if you
have someone who can hold the bag or container when you are
disposing of the contaminated pieces of the poultices, so that you
will not leave contamination yourself on the bag or container since
you should still be wearing your contaminated gloves at this time
when it is taken out to be disposed of.
After the 15 minutes has elapsed, then remove the squares and
rinse thoroughly. Once dried they are ready to be reused again.
Your container or sink must be washed immediately after you are
finished to prevent spreading of this infection by using the same
bleach solution as used in the sterilizing of the contaminated
poultices and wearing another pair of disposable gloves. After
cleaning the container or sink, if using a rag or dishcloth to wipe it
down, you can then immerse it in the remaining bleach and water
solution you have made to wash down your container or sink. It
needs to sit in the bleach and water solution for at least 15
minutes also. After placing the last rag or dishcloth into the water
remove your gloves and place them with the rest of the
contaminated items and if in a bag, tie it up immediately or if a
container, close the lid and have someone dispose of however
our sweet God tells you.
If during any part of these preparations you drop a contaminated
square, whatever it touches must be disinfected with the bleach
and water solution. The only place you can use the This is what
my lovely Jesus has instructed me to do to aid in this sickness,
this pestilence that has been released upon us with the Marburg.
Again, I am not a medical doctor or an herbalist. I am simply a
child of God seeking answers to his warnings. This is what I will
be doing if I am confronted with this sickness/virus/illness or
pestilence. Again, this is a highly contagious sickness so
prayerfully use caution if confronted with treating this illness.
Treatment To Aid Marburg Hemorrhaging Sickness

3/14/22
treating all sicknesses should be done in pray through Jesus’
mighty name!
As sickness progresses, bleeding occurs in body orifices...nose,
eyes, ears and body cavity.
White Willow Bark can be taken for fever and pain as well as
other fever reducing medicines.
YARROW TEA (aids in sweating and stopping internal bleeding):
(These instructions are for the use of the dried yarrow flower)
1 teaspoon for every 4 ounces of water.
Make the tea by either pouring boiling water in an individual cup

or by the pot full, but you will have to determine how many ounces
of water you have in your pot, then add 1 teaspoon for every 4
ounces you have. If making only 4 ounces at a time, you can put
the dried yarrow flowers into the boiling water and let remain for
1-2 minutes. Remove from heat. Let it set for about 5-10 minutes
then strain with a strainer or piece of cloth to remove the yarrow
parts. This tea can be drunk immediately, but for a more potent
tea, then you would need to steep the tea for at least 4 hours.
Steeping the tea instructions:
I will use a quart size jar as an illustration. A quart jar contains 32
ounces inside of it. You need 1 teaspoon for every 4 ounces. In a
quart jar you will need to put 8 teaspoons of the dried yarrow into
the jar first. Also place a metal utensil such as a spoon inside the
jar with the yarrow. Then boil your water.
Next, pour the boiling water over the yarrow in the quart jar. The
utensil placed inside the jar with the yarrow should keep the jar
from being “shocked” by the hot water and keep it from cracking
from the quick change of heat when the boiling water is added.
Cover the quart jar with a lid and then let set for at least 4 hours.
This is the steeping. After steeping is done, remove the dried
yarrow from the tea by straining with a strainer or piece of
material. It is now ready to drink. You can reheat it at this time if
you so desire to do so. Store the tea in the refrigerator and then
reheat by microwave or stove when needed.
Take up to 4 times a day
13 to Adult: full 4 ounces = 1 dose
Children 5-12: 3 ounces = 1 dose
Children 4 and under: 1 1⁄2 - 2 ounces = 1 dose (A child that is
heavier than normal will need the full 2 ounces)
I do not know how many doses a person will need, so if
purchasing the yarrow, buy accordingly to what the Holy Spirit
leads each individual to do.
Products Tainted by China Part 1 3/11/22 at 5:19 am

Be of good courage! Do not be dismayed!
The Lord sends us warnings out of his great love for us! Know
this!!! Warning has come forth and I issue this warning in my
lovely Jesus’ name! Let no evil or lies pass my lips or deception.
Let me warn without it causing tormenting fear, but healthy fear
that propels into action what needs to be done in Jesus’ name!
Here is the warning I have received from my lovely Jesus:
“Beware of products that come from China that rub into the hair,
on the skin and in the bath! China, the government, has become
your enemy! He seeks mischief! He seeks to destroy! He, Xi
Jinping is of his father, the devil! Prayerfully in my name, go over
the items found already in your homes, and if you will trust me,
Jesus, trust my Holy Spirit, and be obedient to what we speak to
you to do, and do it immediately, then no harm will come to you or
those you love from these products found inside of many of your
homes currently! Some products from the land of China, from the
hands of this military controlled government are tainted! From this
point on, I send warning for you to no longer purchase items from
this land China of a topical nature! This means such things like
soaps including dish liquid, hair care products (not including
sprays or pumps) make-up, eye salves, medicinal creams,
deodorant, lotions, bath salts, bubble baths and things of this
nature. This does not include items that you wear, you use by
hand like tools, flashlights, etc. nor does it include things you
ingest like vitamins, oral medicines or even items like ear drops!
Please my children, please pray about all these things in my
name! Please seek me in these matters. Be wise in all you do! Do
not let the lower cost of the products from China cause you to be
disobedient! Do not gamble with your bodies, my holy temple in
which Holy Spirit and I reside, when you have received warning of
what not to do!”
These are the words of my lovely Jesus’ warning I have been

given and charged this morning to speak in His Name. I will not
be giving out any further information on this warning, because I
have released what I have been commanded to speak. Please
take your questions to our lovely Jesus and let him speak to your
heart, answer your questions and reveal if there is more you need
to know. I am a watchwoman. I have given the warning. Now it’s
in your hands in what you do with it!
Verses:
Deuteronomy 31:6
Isaiah 41:10
Proverbs 3:5-6
Products Tainted By China Part 2 3/23/22 at 5:16 am

I have been told by my lovely Jesus to share part of our time
spent together this morning. Here is part of the actual journal
entry from this morning. Please pray about all these things and
seek his truth in all things. Please understand this is all I can
share at this time.
“Daughter of Faith and Grace, remind my children to be mindful
when purchasing items of the topical nature to not purchase from
the land of China! You need to tell them part of the way the
Leprosy-type pestilence shall be spread is amongst some of
these products. Then another way is by the air.“
How so sweet Jesus? Is it airborne?”
“No, Daughter it is transferred by touch. It is being distributed by
air in a select few cities by non- conventional means.”
I don’t understand!
“You need not know everything yet my daughter, for one person is
not meant to hold all the pieces to each puzzle of life that makes
up my complete one.”

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WE ARE NOT TO FEAR THESE THINGS AT ALL! WE ARE TO

I am asking you to pray about these things. Don’t take my word!

Mosquitoes Dream 4/12/22 at 4:42 pm

pulls out what I know is a small, but very powerful, high-powered

Bill and Melinda Gates, who in reality are supposed to be

Another Pestilence Coming Dream 5/6/22 at 6:58 am

I know in this dream that I disapproved of it because I don’t

“Few do, daughter of faith, of grace and mercy. Because I am a

“Yes, daughter of faith and of grace and mercy. Because his

wondering, their thoughts being controlled by the countless

“Alone? What? What do you mean?.” Jesus said He would never

“I didn’t do anything.” I replied. But Holy Spirit warned me there

“But you don’t understand.” I said. “Understand what?” Lecia

He looked at me intently, then glanced back at Alex and said

Makes no matter to me, daughter of faith. You are still on your

“I still will not renounce my lovely Jesus should I be allowed into

Jesus, when you kissed me on the forehead months ago, he

An old acquaintance, I said quickly, which wasn’t a lie. This man

At Least 2 More Pestilences Warning 3/10/22 at 5:15

This document is a summary of what I have spoken on the short video

Holy Spirit lead me in Jesus name I pray!

The first is a hemorrhaging illness that in a dream titled Prayers of the

The second is a Leprosy type flesh eating disease/virus/illness that

is highly contagious to the touch. I don’t know if it has been released

WE ARE NOT TO FEAR THESE THINGS AT ALL! WE ARE TO

Are wonderful Savior, our Lord Jesus Christ is giving us warning so we

I am going to provide you a brief bit of information that he has spoken

Let me say this first. I am not a doctor. I am not an herbalist. The

For the Leprosy-type flesh eating pestilence I have been instructed to

Mosquitoes Dream 4/12/22 at 4:42 pm

The movement of the two men working on the cylinder container

The second man is younger in age and looks to be somewhere in his

container, then stood up and walked to a green canvas type carrying

Many promises I leave to you in My Holy Scriptures. Promises of

Food Lion Vision 4/7/20 at 8:42 pm

Walmart Bakery Vision 9/14/20 at 2:06 pm

Then suddenly, I heard a gunshot! I knew someone had been shot,

The vision vanished just as quickly as it had appeared. Yet, dear

Food Lines With Hungry People Vision 5/11/21 at 10:37

This I know is happening here in America!!! This I know is what’s

Lord Jesus my heart is breaking. It’s breaking over what I am seeing!

“Judgment comes to all, child...falls upon all!” Then I hear a whirling

One hits in front of my eyes, and I see an explosion and smoke...then

“I know little one, I know!”

The Food Plant Dream 6/9/21 at 11:15 pm

I was standing at an assembly line with one other person, a co-worker

counted them 6 times!” “Well, do it one more time and it will be

I heard my co-worker hang up the old-style receiver to the wall phone

Vision Of The Perils Of Famine 11/7/21 at 7:07 am

Accompanying the old lady is a small child, who I surmised to be

hush tone, “Grandma, I’m frightened!” The grandma looked down at

Both the grandmother and her granddaughter are trembling and

up together with what is appearing to be oven racks on top of all three.

“Yes, Daughter, it is! Now look again!”

Jesus, it’s enough! I am now crying more profusely!

I am sick! I am crying! Jesus, please! Let it be enough! I’ve seen