No Babysitting Today

I had a dream that my client messaged me that she was sick and had to cancel babysitting today. Then I woke up and realized it was just a dream. About an hour or so later, she texted me to cancel babysitting for today because she was indeed sick...

* tRUST & OBey the LORD *

Prophecy from Pastor Tim Minahan

Anna, some of the things that you are doing now does not describe who God intended you to be which is fine because this is only for a season. The time will come when you will be doing great things, so now is the time to prepare for that.

You need to prepare -- whether that means spiritually, or literally, I'm not sure. But there will be a lot to prepare, more than you thought. And what you will achieve is even greater than you can ever imagine. 

You will be going places.

* tRUST & OBey the LORD *

Aboriginal Firemen

Saw an aboriginal fireman. And I felt that God is telling me that this is one of the occupations they will really prosper in, possibly because of their protective nature. It's something to do with their redemptive gift -- to protect the land and the people living on it -- they're the gatekeepers.

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Raf and Mark

A four an a half hour meeting with Raf.

His associate pastor, Mark, gave me a prophecy: that I would have an encounter with Jesus just like Mom had hers. And she will have another one. He was in tears when he shared that.

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Dreams again - or am I awake?

Revival is about to begin in South Australia, but it will begin in regional areas. God is calling those in the city to go to these regional areas and to bring the revival back to Adelaide.

I saw children worshipping in groups, filled with the spirit, praying in tongues, hands raised, singing in the spirit, in various strategic places in regional South Australia. They are like wattles - they seem innocent and insignificant - but when gathered in a cluster, they have the power to represent Australia.

I have been called to organize these worship sessions. If you want to be a part, let me know.

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Children Authors

I dreamt that the children in MV wrote books, about 5 of the kids wrote a number of books. And I had the numbers of how many books I was ordering for each of the books. And they were 3 digit numbers. I showed them to Mom and she said, "Why order so little? Order millions."

I said, "What? Millions?"

She said, "Yes, then our cost for each book is much less." 

"Who is going to buy all of them? What are we going to do with the stock if nobody buys them?" And I tried to explain but then I woke up.

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Heaven

I wrote a poem when I was about sixteen but can't remember the end of it, so I recreated the last two lines to the best of my memory:

The air is so sweet

The ground is so soft

And the music of heaven is ringing in my head

The birds are singing

The bells are ringing

And I can't bear to think I'm not dead

Heaven is like a ship on the sea

Beyond the shores of tomorrow

The simplest meaning of life

Without sorrow

Now the dead shall live again

And we shall see a transformed nation

The beauty of heaven is revealed

in the rising of a new generation

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Reoccuring Dreams: Church Camps

I've been having reoccuring dreams again. This time, about Church Camps. 

Reoccuring Dreams usually means that God is speaking something to me. They can happen daily in a row or over a period of a couple of days or weeks. But usually across a season and never come back again. I wonder what God is trying to say this time. Does He want me to organize a camp?

The First Dream: Youth Camp

I dreamt that there was a camp in my house. I think it's the one in Australia. The house was newly renovated, and my kids were so excited -- choosing their rooms. There were like thirteen rooms. My youngest two ended up choosing two mini rooms (Yes, small rooms that only fit a bed!) right across from each other somewhere along the hallway just outside a big room. 

The floor was like large polished light brown square stone tiles -- even the wall. It was all so new and clean and empty.

Then the youth arrived. Teenage girls with their bags. They were struggling to get them up the stairs. So many stairs going in various different directions. It is safe to say I could get lost. Nonetheless, we were all excited and there was an atmosphere of wonder and excitement around.

The camp was to be fifty-five days. No kidding. I think these young people just flew in from Malaysia and had never been to Australia before.

And then I woke up.

The Second Dream: Convention

This time, I only remember the end of it where we were in a rented hotel. And again, so many floors and so many rooms as usual. But this time, I was much younger and reliant on my elder sister -- I had a lot of questions. She was the Coordinator. She organized all this, and so, was very busy and always had a bunch of people following her -- her helpers. I tried to follow, keeping up with the group I was in. And I saw the toys -- a good many toys that was borrowed for the children. And I recognized them in the dream -- they were mine in the dream, but not in real life. I remember thinking to myself, "Oh no, they organized them wrongly -- they should be organized according to alphabetical order. The first container is only for toys starting with, 'A'. Now, I have to go back to reorganize them all myself and it's going to take ages. Should I do it now? Should I tell them they did it wrongly? What if they don't believe that all these are my toys?" They must have borrowed them from me just for the camp -- typical of my sister and I when it came to church -- always using our own stuff.  I remember staring at them all because they were just so many toys, and wonder, 'My, I have so many toys? Was it really this many?'

I remember looking for her, hoping to see her. Somewhere at the end of the dream, I did. She was busy, of course, with a bunch of people, coming down the stairs. I had a question but they were busy talking about urgent matters, as usual. And then I heard about what they were chatting about: someone in Malacca, where the camp was hosted, asked about whether all of us could gather somewhere nearby to eat, 'after the beach'. I was glad we were going to the beach and wondered where that special eating place was. "No" was the answer, followed by a good reason, I'm sure. Well, I don't think changing plans at the last minute is a good idea either, especially with this amount of people. There were families, young people, young adults, kids, youth. Easy more than a hundred people, usually.

And there it was, finally, at the end of the dream -- the convention hall. Huge. Blue carpets and walls and ceiling. Tons of blue banquet chairs. Super high ceiling. Truly the largest I've ever seen as far as convention halls are concerned. Could have easily fit a thousand. Hotel workers were dragging some interesting looking room dividers around to navigate the people who would later fill the hall. 

And then I woke up. And I remembered how much I missed my sis.

Similarities

In both dreams, I think it was the beginning of a camp. Both had teens in them: one was a youth camp for girls, and the other, convention. Both held in pretty large facilities -- which is just about impossible for where we are as a church today -- very far fetched. Both times, it was definitely my church and no other. And both times, I was personally involved somehow -- it was either my house or my stuff -- that was used. And both times, I was clearly excited. And finally, in both times, I was in awe of how much I had -- be it the amount of rooms or the amount of toys which were used for the camp. Still unsure if the latter was a good thing, but in the camp it was. Apparently, we had that many children.

Found anymore similarities? Let me know in the comments below.

* tRUST & OBey the LORD *

When God speaks through a dream

Just woke up from a dream. I'm my dream, a newcomer in church (who became a Christian and converted to Islam later) converted back to Christianity and started praying to Jesus in public. And I was pleasantly surprised. So I asked her, in front of my non-Christian friends, whether it was because she heard God speak to her also.

And I can't remember what she said but suddenly, I was talking to my mother in law instead, who surprised me by telling me that she has been learning about Internet stuff (she's an old timer and not computer literate. But she was talking about some serious technical gibberish.)

And then she says, "Anna, you need to do something for the Children -- look into viral commission."

"Viral commission?! What is that? I've never even heard it before. What's viral commission? What's viral commission?!" I was dumbfounded.

And then I woke up. 

Yes, I did what any person in their right mind would -- I quickly Googled it, afraid I would forget what she said. Apparently, it's an actual thing.

Here's what I copy pasted from Google AI:

"Viral commission" typically refers to the earnings an affiliate or influencer receives from promoting a product or service, often through a unique referral link, that leads to a successful purchase or action. It's closely tied to affiliate marketing and can involve various payment models like per-click or per-action, with the goal of driving traffic and brand recognition. 

Here's a more detailed breakdown:

Affiliate Marketing:

In this model, a brand partners with individuals (affiliates, influencers, etc.) to promote their products/services. 

Commission Structure:

Affiliates earn a commission (a percentage of the sale or a fixed amount) when a customer makes a purchase through their unique referral link. 

Viral Aspect:

The "viral" aspect implies the affiliate's content or promotion is designed to be shared widely, potentially reaching a large audience and generating significant sales and commissions. 

Payment Models:

Brands might offer different commission structures, such as:

Pay-per-click: Affiliates earn for each click on their referral link. 

Pay-per-action: Affiliates earn when a specific action is completed (e.g., form submission, lead generation). 

Pay-per-sale: Affiliates earn a percentage of the sale amount when a purchase is made. 

TikTok For Business:

This platform offers an affiliate program where partners can earn commissions by driving new users to use TikTok for Business, according to TikTok's affiliate program page. 

Example:

An affiliate might promote a product on TikTok using a unique link. If users click the link and make a purchase, the affiliate earns a commission. 

Viral Content Design:

This company's affiliate program has a $50 minimum payout threshold, with commissions paid out on the first business day of each month. Purchases made with discounts exceeding 30% are not eligible for commission, and self-purchases are also excluded. 
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Apostolic Center

It's taken us a long time to understand what dad really means by Apostolic Center. It was not till a few days ago when he said that Latter Rain and the Apostolic Center are two separate entities. That's when I realized I have no idea what he meant.

He is involved in three ministries: Family Journey, the Apostolic Center and Latter Rain. Those from Family Journey and Latter Rain came join the Apostolic Center. Even those from other ministries, from other countries can join the Apostolic Center. He has sons and daughters from all over.

I realized that I have been having a heart for Latter Rain, but not the Apostolic Center. I wanted to start a church, to reach out and to set up a home base. I didn't see the Apostolic Center as a base but I saw it as a one stop center. I didn't see it as a home. I saw Latter Rain as a home, a family -- people of the same heart and same mind; a place where everyone is welcomed -- an outreach and a place of healing.

But he saw the Apostolic Center as his family -- his sons and daughters, those aligned with him. Those involved in various positions, able to impact nations. The Family Journey, tho it is a family, do not all see him as a father. Only a select few from there are truly aligned with him. Latter Rain, tho founded by him, is an open door to all kinds of people, including those who don't know Christ yet - even though it is a family, it runs as a church -- we bring new people in all the time.

But the Apostolic Center is a very closed door family. It's by invitation only, core group only. It's nothing like a Bible School. A Bible School would be open to public. This is more like the White House - a command center and a CIA base, where very few people are allowed to come to.

I had a dream last night, thank God. What a relief. It seemed to be some sort of gathering at the Apostolic Center. It was like a conference but the difference was that everyone that came seemed to take him as their spiritual father. They know him personally -- and they were from various organizations and various countries. There was a large group from the Philippines. I think they were easily twenty or more of them. A lot of people from Australia, but different parts of Australia. And a good lot from South Australia but from different organizations. A very senior guy from Egypt, probably a hundred years old was there.

And he had a chance to speak his heart over many sessions over the next few days. And they had a chance to get to know each other and make valuable connections.

There were various one-storey buildings. They were filled during the conference. I don't know where they stayed but I distinctly remember the main rooms, where we gathered. It seemed the place was too small. 

There was an art room where artists like me gathered to share ideas and learn from each other and to make connections and encourage each other. Canvases and painting equipment. I had mine but mine was a bit different. I made a couple of friends.

There were manicured gardens, glass doors, glass walls in white rectangle buildings that were connected to each other in a weird angle. There were toilets -- I remember that because I had to use one. And there was a large tree -- probably a hundred years old as well but those people didn't seem to think it was a hundred years old -- I sure did. 

Many courtyards and gardens. Many people walking all over the place. I was talking to people from all over the world whom I've never met before. That's what I remember.

* tRUST & OBey the LORD *

Lady with the River

Had a dream last week or so about a lady on stage sharing something to a group of people. And as I stared at her, the Lord spoke to me -- "Prophesy to her".

But I didn't have anything to say so I waited and listened to what she was saying. She was sharing about the River in Ezekiel 37. When she was done, I pointed to her and said, "God is going to use YOU to bring forth that river!" And I woke up..

That weekend, a lady shared about the River in our little home gathering but she shared about the River in Revelations and how it was for everyone so I shared the dream and said it must be for everyone, then.

After the service, someone from that group came up to me and told me that his pastor who was lady was preaching about the river just this week. He was so excited to share that dream with her.

I believe it's for more than one person here. If you've caught the revelation of the river, and have shared it with people, this dream is for you. 

God is going to use YOU to bring forth that River! 

* tRUST & OBey the LORD *

Car spins 180°, fast lane

Once, I was in a situation where my car spun around 180 and I was faced with oncoming traffic on the fast lane but cars couldn't see me because of the bend...... I highlighted anyone that came and waited for a break to cross over to the slow lane where God opened up an exit along the highway I didn't even know was there, so I exited. Road was wet and slippery just after the rain. Anyone could have crashed into me. They kept honking as they tried their best to change lanes to avoid me. If I had not been praying in tongues aloud the whole journey before this happened,.. I think I would be dead by now..

* tRUST & OBey the LORD *

Sometimes, God Saves with Ponytails

Both legs flew upwards and the next thing I know was my head falling backwards against the cold hard floor. Saved by a ponytail. It really hurt but then again, I couldn't help think that falling down this way was dangerously funny.

As I reclaimed my posture, I felt a sudden cold rush of blood inside the back of my head.. I wondered if I had minutes or hours left before collapsing and never coming back..

I thank God for saving me from premature death. Again. This was the same way my dad's mom went. She was really young when it happened and I never got to meet her but I did inherit her wavy hair..

Due for an X-ray tomorrow to determine if I had indeed been awarded a fracture on a left toe, I am still appreciative of the fact that the Dr has finally determined that there is nothing deeply concerning in regards to my head injury or any other injury aside from that. Praise God and blessed Rosh Hashanah!

* tRUST & OBey the LORD *

Creative Word of God

Had another dream.. lol. At the end of the dream, a voice said, "Young people, be submissive (I think) to the Word of God; Old people, be creative with the Word of God." Then, I woke up.

And then I was confused about what 'creative' could imply.. doesn't sound right -- we can't change the Word of God.. then I thought.. maybe it meant, 'be creative with Teaching the Word of God to the young people.' but no.. it clearly stated "be Creative with the Word of God". 

So I did some research, and found out.. it meant using the creative power of the Word of God, so "be creative with the Word of God" meant to be creative, using the Word of God to create.

* tRUST & OBey the LORD *

Fishing Baptism

Had a dream about people going to the river to be baptized. The fish and animals were attracted. Some people started fishing easily with their hands -- huge and long fish, bigger ones a metre long -- while the preacher was standing in the river, preaching about the love of God. People were getting baptized. I was so touched by the simple word of the love of God that I said, this is what I have been looking for... It was no ordinary Salvation message. This one came with so much of the Spirit and anointing that even the animals were attracted..

1 June 2024

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Dislike elementary sermons?

I've been in a situation where God has asked me to preach a very simple message to the church I was visiting -- the topic was "Vision". It wasn't highly revelational or trendy or 'new'. It wasn't something on my heart or something I would choose. But I went with it anyway. 

When we enter a church and realize that the preacher is not preaching a highly revelational topic or new to us, or that we didn't learn anything from it, don't judge the preacher. Sometimes, elementary preaching is not caused by the preacher but the congregation.

Hebrews 6:1

Therefore, leaving the discussion of the elementary principles of Christ, let us go on to perfection, not laying again the foundation of repentance from dead works and of faith toward God, 2 of the doctrine of baptisms, of laying on of hands, of resurrection of the dead, and of eternal judgment. 3 And this we will do if God permits.

So elementary preaching is permissable but rare.

* tRUST & OBey the LORD *

My Valedictorian Speech - Doctorate in Ministry

I represent the class of 2016. 

First and foremost, I would like to appreciate the people who brought this day into being: God, who never fails and makes sure we never really do; Rev. Dr. Dexter and Lily Low, my parents, who have poured not just knowledge but spirit, heart, and soul –their lives– into all of us –we truly hope we have lived up to your standards; and all our other lecturers who have been coming from all over the world whose hearts were to make us the signs and wonders God has intended us to be– you are all true servants of the living God. Thank you for those sleepless nights and invaluable insight that superceeds the treasures of the world.

[pause]

Not all of us are here because we earned it. Some of us are here because we have, in fact, unintentionally earned it.

When I was still schooling, my dad used to say, “Don’t just study for the sake of studying. Study because you want to learn. It is not about the grades. It is about learning because you want to.” 

I, and many of the students and graduates here, started our classes in the School of Christian Ministries at least two decades ago. Why? Because our time here was really just to learn and not simply collect credit units. In fact, when many of us first signed up and attended some of those classes, we were not even aware of credit units being offered. 

In fact, don’t be surprised, if after this graduation ceremony, you still find us in classes with everyone else– not just as teachers but students.

I started attending courses in SCM when I was about ten. And I would like to encourage all the young people today to enrol as young as ten, not because it takes forever to graduate but because they are truly capable in understanding what these adults are talking about and can submit papers which are both relevant and competent. I am a living testimony of that.

[pause]

During my time here, what I really learned was that we were special people. I have also learned how we were to be properly equipped as special people. We needed special training– and this is just the place to do it.

A graduation is the beginning of new beginnings. What lies ahead is life. Today, we celebrate new beginnings. 

[Prayer of Decree]

In Jesus’ Name, Today, we hatch the breaking forth of a new anointing, the unlocking of spiritual doors which stand between us and the destiny that is ahead of us– we say to these doors, be opened. Today, we pave the way for our graduates to walk into the promises of God upon their lives. They will experience a continuous road of victory and power. They will see the fulfillment of the visions and dreams that God has placed upon their hearts ever since they were young. There will be a restoration of those dreams today. We unlock their hearts to the realization of their destinies today, in Jesus’ Name.

My message to the Graduating Class of 2016:

If the world remembers us not, 

we are nobody;

If God remembers us not, 

we are nothing.

True legacies live on,

true legacies multiply;

A heritage leave not behind,

without a legacy.

No sons without fathers,

 no fathers without sons;

First a true son be,

 then a true father.

* tRUST & OBey the LORD *

Homemaking

My dear daughters,

I've come across so much content out there teaching us how to make a home. And I've tried. And I've failed. 

Too much of those content focuses on what would look nice. And how to organize based on what seems to be appropriate to the makers of those content.

But there is no two homes alike. And what works for others is not going to work for you. 

I realized that the best way to make a house a home is to find your workspace. In every room, there is a workspace. And if you can make your workspace work for you, and apply this method to the rest of the house, you have made a house a home.

This means that aside from just the beauty of the house, it has to be convenient to us. There is no point in cleaning and organizing if daily items that you need are difficult to reach. Beautify your house around your practically.

* tRUST & OBey the LORD *

Dear Teens, God is Real

When I was 15, I thought to myself -- how do I really know God is real? What if it's all a lie? So I tried to disbelief and see what would happen if I stopped believing. Then the Holy Spirit asked me -- how do I know that anything is real at all? Like how do I know the paper that's in front of me is real? And I said it's because I can see it and touch it. I use my senses - seeing and touch. Then, God told me that it's the same with Him. I can't deny Him because I can sense His presence and it's all around me.

* tRUST & OBey the LORD *

I Saw Jesus

Saw this on FB and thought I should keep this post in a safe place:

Hello. This is my first post. I posted anonymously bc I think others may make fun of me. This incident happened last summer. But i think about it all the time. I wish i understood the meaning of it. I have been reading the posts about nde and I now have the courage to share my story. My husband and I were eating at a diner having an early dinner. When ordering, at the last second, i added bacon to my order. After ordering i said to my husband "i hope the bacon is ok to eat at this time of the day. Maybe i shouldnt of ordered it." The food came right out and we started eating. A few minutes into the meal I felt the bacon was not going down my throat. I sipped my soda and still it would not go down. I then realized I was choking and i needed help. I began to wheeze and I started to panic. I looked at my husband and reached my hands towards him. He then asked me if I was ok. I shook my head no. I slid out of my seat and stood up. My husband quickly started to perform the heimlich on me. He tried several thrusts but It was not working. My wheezing got louder. I started to feel weak. I felt like I was in a fog. I remember my husband shouted "call 911 my wife is choking." I felt like it wasn't real. This can't be happening to me. I was in a dream. At that moment right in front of me Jesus appeared. He was standing up off of the floor. He was dressed in all white. It was very bright. He had a gold ring around his head. It was a beautiful blue behind him. Once I saw Him I knew I was going to die. This was it. This is how im going to die. He then said to me " I am here, Noreen." He outstretched his hand to me. I was then felt completely at peace. I wasn't scared anymore. So I said. "Ok, take me with You". I then reached for Him. I wanted to take His hand. I began to feel my body falling forward. I remember thinking to myself i need to lay down. Suddenly my husband pulls me straight up and backwards into his body to stop me from falling. It was at that moment the food became dislodged. I started to breath easier. The wheezing had stopped. I was ok. I was alive but I wasn't sure. I looked for the image of Jesus but he was gone. I realized I did not die. My husband asked me if I was ok. He told me i was white as a ghost. He asked me again if I was ok. I remember thinking i just saw Jesus. He was right in front of me. Did everybody else see Him? He was right there. I was shaking. I did not feel like I was there in my body. Was i in a dream I wasn't sure. I am not a religious person but i believe. Why did He appear and not take me with him? Why did He appear and not someone else like my grandparents who i spent a lot of time with? Is He still with me? Maybe it means nothing at all. I don't know. But I'm positive it was Jesus. I'm alive. And i do not need to be afraid of dieing anymore. I won't be alone. When the time is right, I guess, He will take my hand and lead me home. I will try not to be afraid. 

Thank you for reading my post. My eyes are filled with tears as I write this. It was frightening experience. I hope and pray He is still here for me.

By "Norleen" aka Anonymous.

My comment:

My mom saw Jesus -- twice. Neither was near death experiences.

The first time, she had morning sickness and Jesus came through the window and held her hand and walked out with her to show her something -- an answer to a question she had which would decide her next move.

The second time He came was five kids later. She was praying in the room. He came, took her by the hand and led her out through the door -- she saw herself still kneeling. He took her to all the other people in the Bible School and told her what would happen to each one and to each of her kids. Then, took her back through the door of the prayer room. She got up and went to meet the rest for breakfast -- they wore the exact same thing she saw them wearing earlier so it wasn't a dream. But after prayer, all of them refused to eat. When she asked why, one of them spoke out and said that they will not eat until she had told them of her devotion that morning. She was startled but shared that Jesus took her for a walk. So they all sighed a sigh of relief and he explained that her face shone.... I guess that's why your face was white..... Or maybe you had a lack of oxygen.

But I'm glad He didn't take you just yet. Remember to talk to Him daily and read His Word so you can hear His voice.

It's not your time. You are here to share your story.

You will go to Heaven if you continue to develop your relationship, chatting with Him and loving Him.

* tRUST & OBey the LORD *