A DREAM OF THE COMING DARKNESS by Michael Edds

A DREAM OF THE COMING DARKNESS

by Michael Edds

In the fall of 2004, I had a dream. It was so real and terrifying that I had to get up from my bed. The following is an account of the dream:

“I was visiting my birthplace, a small village in the beautiful Greenbrier Valley of West Virginia. I pulled my car off the road and parked in front of the old Methodist Church. I got out of the car to stretch my legs. The day was absolutely pristine and picture perfect. The sky was cloudless, the sun bright, and the air fresh and crystal clear. I was admiring the beautiful flowers growing in people’s yards. Many were busy working in their yards and gardens on such a gorgeous day. There was such peace and serenity.

I turned and looked toward the southeast. I was astonished at what I saw. A cloud of complete blackness was suddenly approaching the town. It completely blotted out all light and scenery where it advanced and covered. It approached the village limits, which was a river southeast of the community.

I made the comment, “Oh my God, the Darkness has come!” I sensed great evil and danger in it. I looked around to see if anyone else saw what I saw. To my amazement, people were oblivious to the approaching wall of darkness. They were still busy working in their yards and around their homes.

I made the statement, “They do not realize what it will be like when the darkness comes. All of the sun light, beauty of nature and peace will disappear when the darkness moves in. Everything in their lives will suddenly and drastically change.”

I jumped into my car as they approached. They slowed down as they reached my car and the leader yelled out, “Don’t you dare leave!” I locked my car doors as he approached and floored the gas pedal. My tires squealed as I fled. The motorcyclists pursued me and tried to force me off the road. I swerved into two and caused them to wreck. The rest pursued me for many miles and shot at me.

After some distance, I approached some men working on the road and asked for help or to make a call for me to the police. I started to get out of the car but heard a voice from above warning me to not to get out of the car but to drive on. Finally, I realized that I was running out of gas and stopped to refuel. I pulled up to a gas station and started refueling. The dream ended with me praying for God’s protection while I refueled.

I turned to get into my car to flee. All of a sudden, six motorcyclists drove out of the blackness and across the bridge into the town. I gasped, “The advance guard of the darkness has arrived!” These riders were on black motorcycles and dressed in black from head to toe.

The parts of the dream that stood out were:

1. The darkness suddenly came upon the land.

2. Before it came, all was serene, beautiful and peaceful.

3. No one saw it coming.

4. An advanced guard came into the community first on a reconnaissance mission.

5. The darkness then moved in and totally blotted out all light and beauty. People’s lives were drastically changed.

6. I fled for safety.

America is on the threshold of something cataclysmic that will radically change life, as we know it. A wall of darkness is about to suddenly fall upon this land.

John 14:13 tells us that the Holy Spirit will tell us of things to come. He warns us in advance to prepare us for what is ahead. When I awoke, I was trembling with fear. I got up to settle myself.

Hebrews 11:7

records, “…Noah, being divinely warned of things not yet seen, moved with Godly fear, prepared an ark for the saving of his household….”

An advance guard of this darkness is already at work. People are living in a false sense of complacent security. I believe that the cup of iniquity is full in America and which will unleash divine judgment upon this nation. Something is about to shatter the hardness of this wicked nation’s heart.

God has revealed to me that a Great Awakening is about to burst forth upon the scene to gather and prepare His holy remnant for the darkness that will follow. This Awakening will give America one last chance to repent. Historically, Awakenings have preceded calamity.

May God’s people listen to the warning of the Holy Spirit and move with Godly fear to the saving of their households and neighborhoods. God desires for us to prepare an ark of safety to which people can flee for refuge when disaster comes. Let us listen and quickly move. Darkness is coming!

WORD FOR 2012 by EJ Ouellette

WORD FOR 2012 by EJ Ouellette

This coming year expect these 10 predictions.

1. Collapse of the manufacturing sector in the US.

2. Collapse of the housing market in the US over the winter.

3. Extreme job loss

4. Large churches losing their properties. (Unable to pay their debts due to huge job losses)

5. Extreme rioting in large cites and police using extreme force.

6. Human rights violations being taken to a new level by the government.

7. Another stock market crash by the end of 2012.

8. Suicide rates skyrocket as jobless lose hope and their homes.

9. The government will use extreme measures to make President Obama look good before the election so he gets re-elected.

10.  Catastrophes in the food supply.

Of course all of this could have been prevented by the simple act of repentance. Its would be easier to fly to the moon on a skateboard than to convince an American to repent of anything. I had someone recently accuse me of attacking the US with my prophecies. I was shocked when they said it. I thought it’s about the same as telling Abraham to stop speaking against Sodom and Gomorrah.

When I look at the US today all I see is the Titanic. Its New Years Eve and everyone is on the deck partying completely oblivious to the fact the ship is tilted and going down.

LUKE18:9

The Parable of the Pharisee and the Tax Collector

 9 To some who were confident of their own righteousness and looked down on everyone else, Jesus told this parable: 10 “Two men went up to the temple to pray, one a Pharisee and the other a tax collector. 11 The Pharisee stood by himself and prayed: ‘God, I thank you that I am not like other people—robbers, evildoers, adulterers—or even like this tax collector. 12 I fast twice a week and give a tenth of all I get.’

   13 “But the tax collector stood at a distance. He would not even look up to heaven, but beat his breast and said, ‘God, have mercy on me, a sinner.’

   14 “I tell you that this man, rather than the other, went home justified before God. For all those who exalt themselves will be humbled, and those who humble themselves will be exalted.”

The Opening of the Sheath by Arthur Eedle The Prophetic Telegraph

The Opening of the Sheath

by Arthur Eedle The Prophetic Telegraph

From the book by George Ritchie, entitled"Return from Tomorrow. (1978. Kingsway Publications.) "  In 1943 Ritchie was serving in the army as a young man, and at Christmas time he died of double lobar pneumonia. But nine minutes later, armed with an unforgettable experience of eternity, he returned from the dead. He had walked and talked with Jesus through a series of teaching experiences, some of which were terrifying, others enthralling. In 1978, as a practising psychiatrist, he finally, and somewhat reluctantly, put pen to paper to tell the world of his adventure during those nine minutes.╩ The following extract relates specifically to his experience in a bar, where he witnessed the opening of the sheath.

"Gradually I began to notice something else. All of the living people we were watching were surrounded by a faint luminous glow, almost like an electrical field over the surface of their bodies This luminosity moved as they moved, like a second skin made out of pale, scarcely visible light.

At first I thought it must be reflected brightness from the Person at my side. But the buildings we entered, gave off no reflection, neither did inanimate objects. And then I realized that the non-physical beings didn╒t either. My own unsolid body, I now saw, was without this glowing sheath.

At this point the Light drew me inside a dingy bar and grill near what looked like a large naval base. A crowd of people, many of them sailors, lined the bar three deep, while others jammed wooden booths along the wall. Though a few were drinking beer, most of them seemed to be belting whiskies as fast as the two perspiring bartenders could pour them.

Then I noticed a striking thing. A number of the men standing at the bar seemed unable to lift their drinks to their lips. Over and over I watched them clutch at their shot glasses, hands passing through the solid tumblers, through the heavy wooden counter top, through the very arms and bodies of the drinkers around them.

And these men, every one of them, lacked the aureole of light that surrounded the others.

Then, the cocoon of light must be a property of physical bodies only. The dead, we who had lost our solidness, had lost this "second skin" as well. And it was obvious that these living people, the light-surrounded ones, the ones actually drinking, talking, jostling each other, could neither see the desperately thirsty disembodied beings among them, nor feel their frantic pushing to get at those glasses. (Though it was also clear to me, watching, that the non-solid people could both see and hear each other. Furious quarrels were constantly breaking out among them over glasses that none could actually get to his lips.)

I thought I had seen heavy drinking at fraternity parties in╩Richmond╩but the way civilians and servicemen at this bar were going at it beat everything. I watched one young sailor rise unsteadily from a stool, take two or three steps, and sag heavily to the floor. Two of his buddies stooped down and started dragging him away from the crush.

But that was not what I was looking at. I was staring in amazement as the bright cocoon around the unconscious sailor simply opened up. It parted at the very crown of his head and began peeling away from his head, his shoulders. Instantly, quicker than I╒d ever seen anyone move, one of the insubstantial beings that had been standing near him at the bar was on top of him. He had been hovering like a thirsty shadow at the sailor╒s side, greedily following every swallow the young man made. Now he seemed to spring at him like a beast of prey.

In the next instant, to my utter mystification, the springing figure had vanished. It all happened even before the two men had dragged their unconscious load from under the feet of those at the bar. One minute I╒d distinctly seen two individuals; by the time they propped the sailor against the wall, there was only one.

Twice more, as I stared, stupefied, the identical scene was repeated. A man passed out, a crack swiftly opened in the aureole round him, one of the non-solid people vanished as he hurled himself at that opening, almost as if he had scrambled inside the other man.

Was that covering of light some kind of shield, then? Was it a protection against . . against disembodied beings like myself? Presumably these substance-less creatures had once had solid bodies, as I myself had had. Suppose that when they had been in these bodies they had developed a dependence on alcohol that went beyond the physical. That became mental. Spiritual, even. Then when they lost that body, except when they could briefly take possession of another one, they would be cut off . . . from the thing they could never stop craving."

The impact of this account will be left to my readers. In the next bulletin I'll take the study one step further, because Ritchie's experience was not the only case on record. There is no way in which the experiences Ritchie had could be attributed to hallucination (which dead people don't have) or the influence of drugs. Therefore the facts must be faced, and an understanding gained, rather than brushing the whole thing under the carpet because it doesn't fit some preconceived theology.

REBUKING THE PASTOR IN THE SILVER SUIT

Dream April 1998

Dreamt I was at some very large Church in the US. Some older guy in a grey suit was getting ready to preach some message. He seemed somewhat agitated. The church was dark and very posh. I saw 6 microphones on the stage. Suddenly a big flat screen TV dropped down from nowhere and a scene began to play out. I saw this same pastor in a room with other pastors all sitting around. The older one in the silver suit seemed to have leadership over the others. He then went over and abused his power over one of the younger interns and forced him to perform sexual acts with him. I counted how many were in the room and there were 13 in total. After, the Pastor in the grey suit was waiting to get up on stage and for the show to start (service). Suddenly I felt the anger of God burn against this sexual deviant and I got scared. I was drawn again to the microphones and counted them. There were six in total. I knew God wanted me to rebuke him but I had to wait for some reason.

Six months later I was compelled to go down to Virginia were I was invited to a local ministerial meeting in Lexington. A local pastor friend had invited me and again I felt compelled to go. We went into a large room and we all sat around in a circle. It seemed very familiar to me but I just ignored it and sat listening to the meeting. Someone arrived a few minutes late. It was the older man in the grey suit from my dream six months before. I was stunned when I saw him and began to count the occupants in the room. There were 13 just like my dream. My palms began to sweat and I dried them on my jeans. At the end of the meeting I spoke up. I didn’t want to center the guy out so I phrased my statement carefully. This is what I spoke “There is a man here who is a leader of a large assembly and is using his power to oppress and take advantage of pastors under him”! To my left I saw a young pastor crawl up into fetal position and I swear he almost started sucking his thumb. I recognized him from my dream as the one who was performing sexual acts on the corrupt minister. The guy in the grey suit started acting very nervously and was making a beeline for the door when I added “The Lord has sent me 500 miles this day to warn you. Unless you repent this is your last chance before His judgment falls”

You could have heard a pin drop in the place. No one was speaking and they were all just staring at me. I decided to break the ice a bit and spoke to my friend who brought me in his van. “Did you leave the van running I think I smell tar and feathers cooking up in the next room” Everyone chuckled nervously and we made our way out the door.

I thought we made it out first but someone several others were already outside and they actually wanted to meet me. I shook some shocked Baptist’s hands that day that I will never forget that meeting as long as they live.

I never heard what happened to that man in the silver suit but as the years went by I had many more such meetings and discovered that all of the ministers I rebuked died shortly after, usually not first without losing everything.  EJ Ouellette

MEETING MY BODYGUARD ANGEL from 2003 EJ Ouellette

I was getting ready to go to California and the night before I left I had this very vivid dream.

Dream June 2003

I dreamed I was driving my car and was somewhere in Nevada. In the seat beside me was a very large angel. He seemed big in the car but I didn’t realize how big until we stopped and we got out. We were near the Hoover dam and I was looking north. The top of his shoulders was a little higher than the top of my head. He was very muscular and had a stern face. He never looked at me but looked off in the distance. He spoke to me “I walked with Enoch when he was on the earth and I also walked with Sadhu Sundar Singh when he walked on the earth. When their time was finished here on earth I took them home and they never tasted death”.

I knew when he said that, that he meant he would be with me to protect me until my time was done and that he would also take me home without tasting death like Enoch and Elijah. God had told me in the past during prayer times and even through a friend before he died but this was the first time he confirmed it in a big way.

Later when I got back to Canada I knew why he sent this angel to encourage me. An unbelievable amount of persecution came to me forcing me to move away from my town.

World Economic and Political Collapse

DREAM OF AN ASTEROID HEADED TOWARDS EARTH sept2008 EJ Ouellette

Dream Sept 2008

I dreamt someone came and picked me up from earth and took me at a high rate of speed into space. I was flying at a phenomenal rate. I just kept looking back at earth, which was slowly disappearing in the darkness of space. I turned around as we started to slow down and stop. I saw a giant asteroid hurling towards earth. There was no tail just a giant looking rock slowly turning. It looked like a giant potato. It looked as if it was about 11/2 times as long as it was wide. We followed it along as it was hurling towards earth as it slowly turned like it was on some giant rotisserie, I could see earth n the distance and knew that it was headed straight towards earth, I though I might be able to redirect it so I kicked it with my foot but obviously it did not respond to my panic. As the earth closed it I could see it was going to fall into the Atlantic ocean somewhere just east of Virginia. I awoke at the point.

Later that day I decided to Google my revelation and low and behold there it was. There is indeed a giant asteroid headed toward earth. It is 11/2 miles long and a mile wide and the article said, it looks like a giant potato. If I recall its supposed to hit around the end of 2012. I was immediately reminded of the scripture in revelation.

Revelation 18:21
New International Version (NIV)
The Finality of Babylon’s Doom
21 Then a mighty angel picked up a boulder the size of a large millstone and threw it into the sea, and said:
“With such violence
the great city of Babylon will be thrown down,
never to be found again.

The Nazis, A Warning From History

Better than anything from the Re-History channel... or the propaganda network.

THE TIME OF ELIJAH –by EJ Ouellette

Today I was thinking about something someone said to me recently regarding the prophets. If I weren’t quite so tired at the time I would've responded immediately. He mentioned that in the New Testament the prophets were admonished and told that when they were traveling they should only stay in a home for one day. Since we live in a time today when the church completely out of balance this rule couldn't possibly apply. For one thing today's church has thrown out all of the prophets and has rejected the order that Jesus himself set down. The church was responsible to provide for the prophets and the apostles and back before Jesus’ time the rules still applied. Often the prophets lived right at the Temple and the people, (through the temple) provided for them. During the time of Elijah, which seems to be glorious in most people's minds was in actuality a time of great rebellion. The spirit of Jezebel had basically taken over the church and the prophet Elijah was called in to kill the prophets of Baal and eventually end the rebellion. During the time of great famine the Temple did not look after Elijah but in fact God brought the widow to his aid where he where he stayed during this time. Although Lord was the ultimate provider the widow of course gave him a room in the house and he was cared for. In today's time Elijah would have been rebuked and told he should go pump gas or clean windows or be a greeter at Wal-Mart. In fact Elijah was not affected by what men thought but continued on doing God's will whatever that may be. The widow looked after him the entire time that the church failed and eventually Elijah was just taken into heaven. The widow of course would receive a great reward (In heaven).

As you can see the similarities between Elijah’s time now is pretty much the same. We are clearly in the time of Elijah simply because you can see the spirit of Jezebel has taken over the church. Now we must see the end of Jezebel in the church. In other words the Church is ripe for judgment.

CALIFORNIA DREAM Dec 9th 2011 EJ Ouellette

Not much of a dream but i've had the dream twice in two weeks so I think thats worth mentioning. 
I am in LA near the Ocean and I feel imminent danger. Something is really wrong and I just want to leave.


Wonder if the full lunar eclipse tonight marks something new in the kingdom, as God spoke about it to me, 6 weeks ago. EJO