The Faceless Beast

In this blog I want to share one of three dreams I’ve had recently. I have recorded them and have thought about it over and over whether or not to share it, but I believe in my heart it is now my time to talk about it so here I am to do just that:

” And in the last days it shall be, God declares that I will pour out my Spirit on all flesh, and your sons and daughters shall prophesy, and your young men shall see visions, and your old men shall dream dreams.” ESV Translation

I have seen many videos on Youtube about dreams of the coming of Christ and other things concerning the end times and wondered if I would ever be one of those who would experience such a dream or vision. Actually, I have! I have dreamed a few dreams and recorded them because they weren’t normal dreams to me. However, they are not dreams of the coming of Christ, nor of the pandemic, etc. These dreams are of something that I have had to pray about to understand, and experience on my own. After my experience I went through, God let me know that the experience is exactly what my dreams are about. Please keep an open mind and be prayerful and try to understand my sincerity. I did not rush to reiterate what the night visions were putting in my head, but now is the time….

The dream

It was very dark. The only light around was that of the moon breaking through the deep forest trees. There was a building and a few people gathered there. It may have been a church, I am not sure but we were leaving the building going to our cars. My oldest brother (a church minister) was walking with me when suddenly I heard rustling in the bushes occupied by voices trying to be very quiet. I told my brother I was going to check it out. He stood there smiling very warmly as if to be telling me through his smile I had his approval. When I walked over to the area of the commotion, I saw children in sleeping bags. They crawled out one by one dressed in rags what little bit of clothing they had. I saw fragments of old, stale, moldy sandwiches scattered about and my heart sank within me.

I told the children not to worry I would get them help and food right away. The oldest child looked to be around nine or ten years old. He stood staring at the ground and appeared very frightened at what he was seeing. I asked him had he lost anything, he just whispered, ” the snake is here.” At that moment, I didn’t think much about what he said, I was too worried about getting them fed and clothed. I turned to my brother and told him I was going to get help and shelter for the children. As he was still smiling, he told me,” don’t be afraid, you will be fine. I’ll leave it to you to help them. I need to go to my wife she needs me now.” (at that time in real life, his wife had covid-19.)

I turned back towards the children and by this time, all six of them, were looking at the ground intently. I became concerned. I looked down as I heard crackling of the earth and the ground began to shake violently. Through the huge opening of the ground slithered out a snake. It slowly slithered around me, then the children, and the words my brother left me with came back to my remembrance, “do not be afraid!” I then told the children the same, “do not be afraid!” Suddenly, the snake took strike pose towards me. I stared at it and to myself, I prayed. I prayed with power and the snake knew I was praying then hissed at me with the most vile hiss I have ever heard, then as it was staring at me with very evil eyes, it slithered away. I gathered the children and took them inside the building and there were those who took the children to safety and they were no longer afraid.

My dad, (also was a minister before his death) was there in my dreams. Usually when I dream of my dad He is representing God and thus it was the same in this particular dream. He told me to come with him and not worry about the children anymore that they would be just fine. He looked me in the eyes and said, ” Janie, (that’s what he called me) don’t be afraid, but you need to learn something very valuable and I am about to teach you.” We left the building and got into my car. I was driving and as we were driving out of the forest, it became very bright as if night had turned into day. I was driving down the interstate but there seem to be a mist all around us. As I drove down this highway, I noticed people began to pull their cars over to the side of the road. I started slowing down and watching them. They looked like they had fallen under a spell as if to be in a strange trance. I then saw a woman walking down a hill towards her car. I pulled over to ask her what was going on. She didn’t speak but tried to smile which was very faintly and efforted. I started feeling weird and could not remember why I had pulled over. I was becoming confused, maybe like the others.

My dad immediately spoke and said, “get back on the road of light, you have become confused like them. Do not look to these people for they are under the spell of Satan.” I quickly snapped out of the trance I was falling into and got back on the road, soon that road became a familiar road, one I used to travel a lot in a different place I lived a few years back, a place where my surroundings was always beautiful and I loved traveling this road, and did many times in my waking life. I noticed my mind was no longer confused and I felt at peace. At that very moment, it became dark again and we were back in that deep dark intimidating forest. My dad looked at me with loving eyes and said, ” do not be afraid, you know who you can trust. Do not let that trust fade and you will be fine. Do not allow fear to take foot in your heart and you will be victorious.” Then he disappeared!

I started looking around for him, I saw no one and began to feel exactly what he told me not to feel, afraid. Then, my brother-in-law appeared. ( He too is a minister in real life.) He just stood there beside me as if to be protecting. (Not long ago I told someone parts of this dream. He also is a minister, he told me he felt that my dad, my brother and brother-in-law represented the Trinity of God. And it made a lot of sense to me, therefore, I too believe that). My brother-in-law had a gentle smile on his face as he stared out into the forest as if to be on watch. Then something caught my attention to my left. I looked and it was my sister walking slowly up this dark road. She looked like she was in a trance and very confused. I looked at my brother-in-law and said jokingly, “there goes a Pharisee”. He continued smiling. Then after her, I saw more people following. They looked like zombies. They walked slowly, with their heads hung low saying nothing but were very confused and seemed to be in a trance.

These people following my sister were religious people, legalistic, hard core judgmental people and set in their ways. I recognized many of them and it saddened my heart and I wanted to cry out to them to help them, but my brother-in-law then spoke. “Do not be afraid. Do not be dismayed. Do not allow what you see to fall into your spirit or you will also follow behind those who have been veiled with the spirit of distraction.” It felt like something jolted me spiritually and I felt empowered. Then, without warning, the ground began shaking and crackling like before, then out of the opening a huge snake began to push his way through the soil. It was a luminous white snake. Very big from anything I had ever seen. For some odd reason, I could not take my eyes off of it. It was not scary to look at and I was beginning to like it as I saw that it was very beautiful and pleasing to my eyes.

My brother-in-law then spoke and said, ” do not be afraid. Do not look upon this evil for with it it brings a different kind of beauty one that captures your attention and draws you into it’s lure. It will deceive you! It will lead you away from the truth! It will lead you astray like the others!” I began to pray to God. I was honest about how I felt. “God, please hear me. It’s hard for me to look away and I cannot do this on my own. I do not want to be like the others, please save me.” I continued saying “save me” over and over as I watched the snake slither into a stream. As he was slithering in the water, it began to grow even bigger as if the water was giving him power. I started feeling like I could take my eyes away from it. God was hearing my prayers and suddenly, I saw the most beautiful light in that very dark forest. I felt like I was speaking in an heavenly language and woke up speaking it….

This dream came at the end of a period I was going through. I reached a place where maybe about three weeks total, I could not pray. I could not read my Bible. Every time I tried, something would grab my attention and became a distraction I allowed. So I began to ask God to help me. I knew I was falling away and quickly. Then came the dream. Right after, God spoke to my heart and said there is a spirit of confusion and a spirit of distraction claiming the minds of many of my people and they don’t even see it. They will start falling away and falling under the spell it brings with it. I knew in my heart I was one of them on the brink. I want to tell you, there is a spirit of confusion and distraction that is very real. It comes in many forms. It comes to kill, steal and destroy your lives. I believe in my heart, God gave this to me and now I am sharing it with you.

If you are reading this, maybe it is meant for you to see. I have two other dreams that I am going to share later along these same lines. I pray that if you, like me, seem to have fallen under this spell, that you will reach out to God now before it is too late. I do believe this is going to get worse and it is a trap from Satan himself. Be aware! Be strong! Do not be ashamed of Jesus! Keep your hearts on God. There is a much stronger spirit developing. I feel it. It’s going to be a bigger distraction for a lot of you. It will steal you away into it’s grips and it will be almost impossible to break free from. It’s here and already spreading throughout the earth. I feel strongly this faceless beast will find you in your weakest moments. In your weakest area of your life. In your most vulnerable moments. Be vigilant. Be aware! Be prayerful!

God bless you all…

The Tea Party Within

When I was a little girl, I used to play dress-up in my mother’s dresses and high heels not to forget my Aunt who lived with us, who allowed me to wear her fabulous flowery and feathered hats. My parents bought me a little tea set that had a huge impact on me for the rest of my life. Every Sunday after church, I invited the preacher’s daughter to my house and she would bring her favorite doll and I had mine and together we were the child-sized Real Housewives of Cowpens, S.C. That was over 50 years ago and my love for that tea set my parents brought me has never faded.

As I grew older, I began collecting tea pots and tea cups. I always felt happy when I looked at my collection. There was a viable sense of belonging and there was always that nostalgia for those childhood days that birthed my love for the very prominent facades of life. I didn’t come from a wealthy family but pretending I was from England was one for the books. My accent was everything but British but the pretense of it all was the highlight that I thoroughly enjoyed as a child. I was fortunate to have a little tea party with my granddaughter when she was four years old but she never took up the love of the eloquence that I possess and that’s okay.

In 2017, I lost everything I owned including my beautiful collections and it felt like someone reached inside my heart and ripped it from my chest. But, I have finally begun to begin a new collection. I went to England and Wales in December of 2018 and came back to the States in January of 2019. There, I enjoyed real tea time with real British folks. The tea was served three times a day and it was always brought to me in lovely tea cups. It was indeed so surreal and almost like I had lived those moments as a child in my dreams. The lady of the house where I stayed knew about my love for fine china and especially tea pots and tea cups so she made it a point to serve my tea in such luxury, to me, that was luxury. She too, had a fascinating collection of beautiful fine china and my heart grew with envy but more so with adoration of her remarkable taste.

I have purchased three tea cups with saucers. One set is from China, one from here in America, the other from England. It is my goal to purchase a set from different countries, but England has a special place in my heart for many varying reasons and one was a dream come true when I enjoyed my first cup of tea in the heart of the Brittish territory. However, I am not a milk drinker and my first cuppa (as they call it) was served with milk. I drank it anyway so as not to come across rude as I had forgot to mention my distaste for milk. But afterwards, they left off the milk and I became addicted and always felt so very special during tea time. I want to go back to England and spend more time just shopping for beautiful tea cups. That is exactly what I wish for, but because of Covid-19, who knows when and if I’ll ever get to go back. But I am hopeful.

But, I do want to share with you my very small beginning of my new collection.

Tea cups

We will start with my first new set. I absolutely love this little piece of delight. It is from China and it is Fine Bone China and you can always know if it is real fine bone by holding the piece in sunlight and if it becomes translucent, you know you have the real deal.

The set above is Blue Fine Bone China by ufengke. As you may already know, China is one of the world’s most ancient civilizations and they are rich in ceramics history. China is the home of pottery and porcelain therefore earning it’s name, fine China. I love the intricate details in the design above. The place of origin is Tang shan, and the artist used white Chinese magnolias and white cranes which make this set absolutely gorgeous. It came in very fine packaging as well. I was very impressed.

My next set is from England. I love the color and design and it’s made by Heasa a Porcelain British Royal Series.

I love this shade of pink and the glossiness that it entails. This particular set was designed in pumpkin shape edged with glittering gold trim. You can also see the inside emblem embossed on this quality porcelain cup which just adds a little something special in my opinion and this set is crafted by Heasa.

My next set was created here in the States, in fact, right next door to my state of South Carolina. This set was created by Delton. In Delton Georgia. they are actually the creators of porcelain dolls from beginning but now have expanded into making home accessories and fine porcelains including tea sets for children.

This set came beautifully wrapped as well in a keep-sake vintage style boxing. This is from the Pale Rose collection and they send their tea cups out adorned in a little white tassle connected to the tea cup. The design entails a beautiful delicate floral design and is ideal for tea lovers like me. This is also made in fine porcelain and is very feminine and beautiful.

Hopefully, some time in the near future, if the opportunity becomes reality, I will host an adult tea party and use my new collection. Of course, I have a ways to go before I can grow my collection, but it is my desire to spend a beautiful spring afternoon, in the garden with some of my closest friends sipping on hot tea and participating in banter that will guarantee an unforgettable afternoon. I will use English tea that is so popular and common in The UK as well as in Ireland, but of course it has to be English Tea. I will also provide the sugar and the milk for those who will try the tea with milk. That is not what we do here in the South, we drink iced tea from mason jars all through the day, but I will spice it up and serve the perfect cup of tea British style and of course there will be a wonderful assortment of traditional English Tea sandwiches that will make my guests envy with pride. I’ll provide the classic egg sandwich. smoked salmon and my favorite, cucumber sandwiches and you might just find a chicken sandwich with cranberry sitting among the others perfectly cut tiny and squared.

But for now, this has been a pleasure sharing my childhood memory that morphed into my adult life as well. Somethings never grow old. And if you were to ask me about my little private tea parties, I would gladly tell you I shared my splendid moments with a stuffed teddy bear, a stuffed monkey and a few of my favorite Barbies and we always sipped our pretend tea from the beautiful tea set my parents bought for me in the hills of Cherokee mountains. Oh how these precious memories never fade and live within….

Another Quick and Easy Recipe

I have so much to blog about, but today, I am going to share my little simple, but addicting tasty toast recipe. If you know me, you know I love the kitchen and cooking up recipes that are simple and not so time consuming. I’ve always been a very busy person up until March of this year when Covid-19 changed our lives. Therefore, I never had time to spend in the kitchen cooking up big meals, so cooking small became my new norm when my kids left the nest.

I’ve had one recipe that has lingered with me for years and has not changed or been edited with new additions. However, I have tried different versions but they each have their own personality so-to-speak and this one is my favorite. I call it, Feta Toast.

I use rye bread it is my go-to bread because of the nutritional value it offers and I love the taste. After toasting the bread in a toaster, I cut in half a clove of garlic and rub the half clove straight on to the toast. I love using the raw garlic as it provides more powerful tastes rather than sauteing the garlic and it adds bigger nutritional value that is good for you. After rubbing the garlic on the toast, I then add my own pre-made herbed butter. It’s made with basil, garlic, and Parmesan. ( These herbed butters are simple to make but be sure to use fresh herbs.)

After generously spreading this butter, I add the crumbled feta cheese. I love feta cheese! It’s soft and crumbly (brined cheese) and is made from sheep and goat’s milk. Feta cheese has been around for centuries and if you love greek food, chances are you have partaken of some feta. I sprinkle black peppercorn pepper onto the feta cheese then drizzle a little dab of olive oil over the feta. I use extra virgin olive oil as not to give it a strong olive taste. (In this recipe, salt is not needed). Then I sprinkle chopped pecans, you can use pine-nuts but to me the pecans go well with the feta because the feta has a hint of sweetness to it more so than using goat cheese which I use on other toast recipes. After I sprinkle the pecans, I layer the toast with fresh uncooked spinach leaves.

This quick and easy recipe resonates a delicious savory treat. You can try it with many different options, like sun-dried tomatoes but I like that paired best with the goat cheese. Don’t use plain white bread. It does make a difference if you use a bread with a little more body, flavor and texture and the rye offers that, yielding pong but the choice of cheeses used brings it to a different level. Not to mention, the rye bread is loaded with rich flavor, and is also the highest fiber filled breads around and gives your gut a good ole loving. Give this recipe a try and find out for yourself just how good and satisfying it is….