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Guernica Revisited   4 comments

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“Guernica” by Pablo Picasso, 1937

Dreams from the LORD 2011-2018
16 March 2018

Last night I had a dream where I was sitting in the back seat of this car.  My parents were driving the car.  We pulled into the driveway of this big house.  It was my older brother’s house.  His wife was in the front seat of their car.  I walked up to the window and waved at her.  She didn’t wave back.  She had the look of abject misery.  When my dad walked up to the widow, she pulled down this visor so that she could not be seen or bothered.

We walked into the house.  There were many people in the house (my brother and his wife are very social; my parents were very social); they looked like friends and relatives.  My brother saw me and walked up to me and we shook hands.  It seemed like the eyes of all of these people were overlarge and their smiles were too big; it seemed like their facial features were distorted and almost grotesque–similar to a cubist painting like “Guernica” by Picasso.

I did not step into the living room of the house; I stayed in the front entrance–I kept my distance.  For some reason I was wearing these baggy snow pants over my other pants (I felt out of place), so I sat down on this chair and pulled the baggy pants off.

The two things that I remember most about the dream:  there were many people in the house and my brother’s wife was absolutely miserable–she reminded me of Voltaire on his deathbed (two months before Voltaire died, Voltaire KNEW he was going to hell).

Guernica
The Death of Voltaire
Clint Eastwood’s film High Plains Drifter (1973)

Gladiator   Leave a comment

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Dreams from the LORD 2003-2006
7 May 2005

Last night I was attacked by demons two different times while I was sleeping. I said, “Blood of Jesus” over and over till they left the room. I believe they attacked me because Trent and myself had a powerful prayer meeting last evening where we really stirred up a hornet’s nest. Praise the Lord! If Satan had any brains, he would not attack me like that. When I get attacked like I did last night, I know that I am destroying some satanic stronghold. I have come to destroy the works of the devil.

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Yesterday I watched Gladiator again. It is such a great movie. The Presence of God was so strong as I watched that movie–I could barely keep my eyes open. Maximus sacrificed his life to save the Republic of Rome. As Christians we must sacrifice our lives to prevent people from going to hell and to promote liberty throughout the world.

Today I watched Saving Private Ryan again. I don’t know how many times I have seen this movie. I wept uncontrollably through different scenes of the film. I have to see Saving Private Ryan by myself—not because I tend to weep quite a bit when I see this movie—but because I am always extracting some significant detail or some symbolism from it that the Lord wants to show me. Those American, British and Canadian soldiers really paid the ultimate sacrifice when they shed their blood at Normandy in June 1944. Freedom is not free. The reason why there is freedom in certain places of the earth is because certain men died to gain that freedom or to protect that freedom.

Freedom is not free. Look how many years it took me to fight my way out of that dark dungeon called the Shey family and become free from satanic control and bondage. I fought for my freedom. If you (a man, a dictator) want to make me a slave, you can have my dead body. I am a bond-slave of Christ—which means I am a free man.

The Jerry Shey Family
Beat plowshares in swords
Guernica Revisited