Salvation is by grace through faith

Posted by scott on Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Apr 25th  2011,  4:00 am

In my dream I saw my grandma, she died in 1989 and has been in other dreams I’ve had.

I was with her in heaven and I wanted to know if it was her and I asked “how did you get here?”  She said “salvation is by grace through faith”. ((Eph 2:8-9)) 

We were at some type of gathering and there were a lot of people but I knew there were some missing, people who had gone on before. Grandma said “there are many that are missing”. Then I heard the Spirit say clearly “He spared not the angels but cast them into hell.” ((2 pet 2:4))

The truth of what my grandma said about “grace through faith” was still resonating with me. We have been given the grace of God to receive salvation but our part is to believe in Him through faith. We must have faith in God, accepting the sacrifice of His Son who God sent to die on our behalf so that we might have peace with God.

Although, a basic tenet of Christianity and being what we first understood when receiving Christ as Savior. At this moment, I had more of an understanding of God’s sovereignty to allow people to enter hell by rejecting His grace in unbelief. “But without faith it is impossible to please Him, for he who comes to God must believe that He is, and that He is a rewarder of those who diligently seek Him.” He 11:6

high tower

Posted by scott on Thursday, January 21, 2010

I have been having some very intense vivid dreams for the last several days.

In one dream I found myself standing on top of a fortress called “High Tower” I noticed a ladder in front of me where a very powerful looking man with supernatural strength was climbing. This person climbed to the very top of the tower where he found me standing. I knew he was Satan and his purpose was to destroy. I looked him in the face and said, “I am in Christ!” He became furious and just as I repeated “I am in Christ” he reached out his arm to hit me. He disappeared but I found myself freefalling off the tower. During this fall I thought to myself, “just do a back flip and you will land on your feet.” This thought became my action much to my delight. After landing safely on my feet I noticed the same ladder used by Satan in front of me. I climbed it all the way to the top whereupon finding my battle weary brother who was happy to see me. I asked, “Where are the other brothers?” He replied, “Sleeping, they told me they are coming later.” (End of dream)


Solomon wrote in Proverbs 18:10 “The name of the Lord is a strong tower; the [consistently] righteous man [upright and in right standing with God] runs into it and is safe, high [above evil] and strong”


Glennis’ Dream

Posted by glennis on Sunday, June 22, 2008

Many people have dreamed of Scott having been healed. Several family members and close friends have also had dreams of Scott’s complete physical restoration. The repeated occurrence of these dreams has been so unusual that even casual acquaintances have dreams that spoke the same message of healing. They all sheepishly mention them thinking their insignificance. Numerous people passively approach Scott, sensing a need to either encourage him or a responsibility to mention their dream encounter to him.

Through Scott’s personal experience with Jesus the Healer and these repeated confirmations, he awaits the promise of a physical healing that God has yet to manifest. Scott has always paid special attention to each individual’s depiction of their dream, in fact he has journeled many of them. Scott himself, has dreams with a transformation of healing occurring, he repeatedly has foreseen himself physically complete with a cooperative body. He has vision to share the hope and comfort found in a relationship with Christ.  Scott’s belief system continues with the assurance of healing while in a dream state of unconsciousness. So pervasive are the thoughts and verifications of physical deliverance that we both abide in expectancy.  

I do not have as active a “night life” as Scott, I seldom recall my dreams. Despite dedication and support to my husband and a compelling desire to share the good news of the Gospel;  it has seemed little strange to me that with all the dream “reports” over the last decade,  I had never visualized a renewal of Scott’s physical condition….until May 26th, 2008, written below: 

“Scott & I were out of town on a trip, in attendance with others we knew. Somehow with the flurry of activities I was not with Scott (highly unusual in public settings). I was in a hotel room with a couple of others, the phone rang; it was Scott looking for me. He asked where I was and where I had been, he told me that he had been healed and I hadn’t been there. I could tell that he was perturbed with me. (Later when I awoke It struck me that I had heard Scott’s voice in my ear. It was the voice from long ago with the force of air and a nuances of his own. I could detect he even had his mid-western inflection.) I gave him my good reasons for not being there and asked where he was. He told me he was in a room at the hotel. The room happened to be adjoining, so I went right over and found him busy packing light clothing into a small suitcase. He had a toothbrush out of the side of his mouth, trying to do two things at once. He was in a hurry and he was stressing the urgency that we had to leave right away. (I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, Scott’s arms were moving hurriedly to fill the suitcase, he was talking with his hands and gesturing that we had to get a move on it.)   

I was astonished, standing before me for the first time in a long time was the stature of the man I had married. I marveled what God’s healing power had done to finally manifest that which we had believed for. I stood there in disbelief, although I had believed in faith for it! God had brought forth something that had no chance of “reality”. Scott magnified God reminding me that Jesus had told him that He would do it. I agreed that had been Scott’s constant testimony. We had both sensed there had been spiritual momentum with an increasing acceleration and hunger to see God through his Word. We had known His deliverance and answer to our prayer was near. 

As we left the room and walked outside, the weather was warm. We were dressed casually and late to attend a meeting of some sort. I didn’t get the impression that Scott was the speaker but did sense the obligation to be on-time, particularly since others were expecting to see the miraculous healing he had received. We walked down a flight of steps and onto a sidewalk. There was an expanse of green grass on our left. Scott took off running to do a cart wheel in the lush grass (This seems more like me as a young girl, I used to love to tumble around on summer days doing handsprings, etc in large grassy areas). I called out to him not to do it because I feared that his shoulders wouldn’t be able to withstand his weight while turning the cartwheel. My cautioning diminished his confidence; he went into a crouched “baby” cartwheel. I immediately knew that I had limited his belief through my voice of doubt.”  

I then awoke and replayed the dream as I lay in bed. I could still hear the sound of Scott’s voice; I treasured remembering his detached but familiar expression.  I thought of how I would regret not being with Scott when God anoints him healing, I was overjoyed how God had answered the prayer for a miracle and I thought of how the words I speak have influence over the actions of others. I desire to voice the possibilities empowering people to do the things God compels them to do. 

I thank God for the meditations he gives us. When our thoughts affirm His love and encourage our trust in Him, I say AMEN! Our faith relies on the substance of things hoped for and things yet unseen. Scott & I position our hearts in agreement believing that this disease (A.L.S.) is not unto death but for the glory of God. We have an expectancy that God’s promise will come to pass. We have a vision for our future with the purpose that Jesus be lifted high for all men to see.

Healing Light

Posted by scott on Sunday, April 06, 2008

We all have trials but how do we react while we are in them? Paul said the trials of our faith are more precious than gold which is tried by fire unto praise and glory and honor at the appearing of Jesus Christ (1Pt 1:7). The trials that test our trust in God are precious in His eyes. It is not easy to confess faith in the unseen when we are faced with seemingly unbearable circumstances, but this is what pleases God. Our fleshly nature will always cling to the dust (the things that are natural) and will view life by what is seen, felt and heard. We easily are overwhelmed and outmatched by the enemy of our souls when we allow our minds to be gripped by fear and uncertainty. God says to think above and that is where our victory is (Col 3:2), His ways are higher than are own (Is 55:9). The victory that overcomes the world is our faith (1Jn 5:4).  

Most of last month, I was hit hard by pneumonia which has affected my breathing, energy and stamina. My ability to navigate my keyboard where I access study tools, keep up correspondences and post entries to my website required more focus than I could muster. During this time I have sought the Lord intensely about many things. In particular, the prognosis that I must consider having a tracheotomy to provide internal ventilation to help me breath. I ask Him to show me His glory, and clung to Him for a healing touch. The Lord impressed on my spirit to run to Him with my burdens and He would comfort me during this difficult time. One night I cried out that I wanted to come to my heavenly home, away from this world. A gentle voice sounded in my spirit, “in my Fathers house are many mansions, if it were not so I would have told you, I go to prepare a place for you” (Jn 14:2). I was immediately comforted and eager about being in my heavenly Fathers house. But my thoughts turned to my family and friends and to all those who I knew. I asked God to also bring them into His house. I lay awake for three hours considering the faces of everyone I knew, asking God to remember them and if they were not already, that they would find their salvation in Him. This brought me purpose and great joy as I thought of dear ones who include me in their prayers and have invested love and kindness to me and my family over the years. I thought of the Pastors and church body members who have ministered Christ over the years. I thought of the ones that blessed me through something they said or did. I thought of the faces of the ones that were my neighbors or co-workers or employers and personal friends. I thought of the ones who I didn’t think knew God as Lord and Savior and asked Him to save them and to bring them into His everlasting home.

After these hours I had remained awake, I dozed off and dreamed that I was in a place with Jesus. He first asked me to remove my outer garment which I did. I then noticed I had a robe on, then Jesus asked me to open the robe; which I did. Then He touched my chest with light (I remember that His face was light and there was light coming out from his hand where He touched my chest). I felt like I was receiving a gift of healing light. The dream ended and I awoke, I began to meditate on the dream’s significance and the other events that had happened during this bout with pneumonia. I believe God was showing me in this dream (as He has confirmed throughout my illness) that he has given me a gift of healing and I am to continue to trust Him and wait on Him for a manifestation of deliverance, no matter how hard or how life- threatening my circumstance. He will use my fragile body to testify of His glory; regardless if I was sick or healthy. The Apostle Paul stated, For God, who said, ‘let there be light in the darkness’, has made this light shine in our hearts so we could know the glory of God that is seen in the face of Jesus Christ. We now have this light shining in our hearts, but we ourselves are like fragile clay jars containing this great treasure. This makes it clear that our great power is from God, not from ourselves. We are pressed on every side by troubles, but we are not crushed. We are perplexed, but not driven to despair. We are hunted down, but never abandoned by God. We get knocked down, but we are not destroyed. Through suffering, our bodies continue to share in the death of Jesus so that the life of Jesus may also be seen in our bodies (2Cor 4:6-10 NLT). 

When we pass through valleys of weeping; God is with us and shines through us like a light on top of a dark hill redeeming our situation. He becomes a door of hope that we can pass through. He not only wants to deliver us from our pain but also wants to give us a ministry of hope to others that will be traveling down their own unique valley experience, desperate for the refreshing purpose of God.

Whose line are you in?

Posted by scott on Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Dec 3rd 2007 I dreamed I was standing in an overly crowded line of people that were so indulged in pre-occupation with themselves and loud boisterous bragging conversation with each other that they were either unaware or didn’t seem to care where the line led to. I recognized people that I knew, but they like all the others were to busy talking to even see me. I then noticed another line to my right where only an occasional person would pass by. There were two lines, one to the left which reminded me of a crowded New York street and one to the right with only an occasional person passing by. I wanted to find out where the lines led to and then saw in the distance two boats which reminded me of ferry boats that were in a type of harbor waiting for passengers to be loaded on. These two rather large boats looked identical to each other with each one docked in a similar harbor but  leading down two separate rivers one to the left and one to the right. At that moment somehow I knew that the crowded line that I had been in which led to the left was leading down to a river of death. I knew that I must switch lines and go to the right. I moved over to the right and began walking swiftly up stairs that led to a door. I was not able to get to the door before I woke up.  After waking I considered what this dream meant and what would be God’s message in it. Jesus states in Mt 7:13 that we should enter through the narrow gate; for wide is the gate and spacious and broad is the way that leads away to destruction, and many are those who are entering through it.  Jesus is the gate, He is the only way to receive eternal life, Satan on the other hand is a master at deception; he can give a person that is desperate the illusion that what he offers is the exact same thing as Jesus. Our ticket to heaven’s ferry ride has already been purchased by Jesus when He paid for our sins with His shed blood on the Cross. We only have to receive it to get on that boat. Satan will make you pay for his boat ride with your human deeds and good works. He creates as much noise and confusion as possible so that you will not take the time to look closely at the differences between what he offers and  what Christ offers. Will you take the time to see whose line you are really in?

2Jn 1:7 says “for many imposters (seducers, deceivers, and false leaders) have gone out into the world, men who will not acknowledge (confess, admit) the coming of Jesus Christ (the Messiah) in bodily form. Such a one is the imposter (the seducer, the deceiver, the false leader, the antagonist of Christ) and the antichrist.” There were two similar lines leading to similar ferry boats. One line was full and wide and the other line was narrow, with only a few travelers. The line to the left led to a boat, the impression was as striking as Michelangelo’s painting of the  Boat of Charone. This boat ferried the dead to the land of the damned down the river Styx. The boat to the right was ferrying people down the river of life to Paradise, to be with our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ forever. We have the opportunity now in the land of the living to choose which line to be in. Will you be in the line that allows Jesus Christ to be the captain of your ship letting Him guide your live down rivers of living waters? Or will you be so occupied by this worlds pleasures that by the time you realize what line you are in, it will be to late and the “Boat of Charone” will be there waiting to ferry you to the land of the damned?

Do You Care?

Posted by scott on Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Dec 4th 2007  Last night I dreamed I was in a house full of people busy interacting and socializing with each other. I found myself wanting to step outside, there I saw a great flood of water rushing in the direction of the house. I decided to judge the severity of the flood by walking from one end of the house to the other in ankle deep water. A sense of urgency filled my mind as I ran back to the end of the house where I had first stepped out. The water had become so deep that I had to swim back. Then I find myself swimming in a vast ocean, I was tired and struggling to swim. In front of me I see a great wall, a cliff. On top of this immense sea cliff were all the people from the house. I could not get out of the water and I cried out for help. Out of nowhere, a friend of mine somehow was able to reach down to grab my hand and pull me up to safety. I was now with all the people from the house they were continuing to talk to one another and were self absorbed and completely oblivious to the danger of the turbulent water below. Some people actually were jumping into the water and then disappearing. I saw one young man that had jumped in and he appeared to be drowning. A lady who was closest to the drowning young man could only yell for help. I then, dove into the water and positioned myself under him so that I could push his head out of the water but there was no one who would pull him out to safety. This seemed strange and perplexing to me that these people did not even seem to have any care – that is, any agonizing care – about the poor perishing ones who were struggling and drowning right before their very eyes.

Jesus is saying to us, “Do you care?” Are we those people on the top of the cliff to whom He is calling? Who heard His voice and felt they ought to obey it? At least they said they did, those who confessed to love Him much and were sympathetic with Him in the task of reaching the lost. Who worshipped Him or who professed to do so but were so taken up with their trades and professions, their money saving plans and pleasures of life, their families and circles of friends, their religions and arguments about it, and their preparation for rescuing but never jumping in. Those who would not listen to the cry that came to them from those that were drowning. Anyway, if they heard it, they did not heed it. They did not care. So the multitudes were perishing before them struggling and shrieking and drowning in the darkness of the sea. My friends in Christ, you are rescued from the waters standing atop the sea cliff. You are on the rock. Many are in the dark sea calling on you to come to them and rescue them from perishing. Will you jump in? Look for yourselves, the surging sea of life is crowded with perishing multitudes that are crying out to those who are standing on the rock.

 Is 6:8 Also I heard the voice of the Lord, saying, Whom shall I send? And who will go for Us? Then said I, Here am I; send me.


Angel’s Singing and Healing Presence

Posted by scott on Sunday, August 26, 2007

Last night I had the most vivid dream or vision of being physically healed to date. It began with me sliding down a snow capped mountain (the same one I have seen in other dreams) As I was sliding downward, I reached a bump which catapulted me into the air where I began to fly with ease. I landed in a place that looked similar to my bedroom where I realized I was dreaming. I started to think that I was now awake and my arms felt lighter, so I began to raise them. As I lifted my arms I could hear angels sing. It was a glorious sound I had never heard before. These voices were in perfect harmony giving praises and glory to God. I too began to praise God and thank Him with a loud voice and outstretched arms. Suddenly there were many people in the room that wanted to tell the world of my miracle. These people soon left the room and again I thought I was fully awake and examined my arms and hands to determine that I was not dreaming and woke myself up. 

Struggle for a Man’s Soul

Posted by scott on Friday, July 20, 2007

Last night, I dreamed I was observing a group of people gathered around an unbeliever who had been given a pocket sized N.T Bible. The unsaved man wanted to return the Bible because he said it didn’t work for him, but the person who gave him the Bible said it could not be returned and refused to accept it back. I then noticed a halo fading in and out above the mans head, and above that was a very large cloud that looked like a man. I was thinking, “Who is that person in the form of a cloud?” then I heard a voice say it was God. I was seeing the spiritual struggle for this mans soul as he considered the truth of the Word of God. The halo above his head grew clearer and brighter when he believed God’s Word, but as he rejected truth, the halo would fade away. Eventually, I saw two birds resting on him, and the halo and cloud image disappeared. I became angry at the birds and threw rocks at them.

 “And He told them many things in parables (stories by way of illustration and comparison), saying, A sower went out to sow. And as he sowed, some seeds fell by the roadside, and the birds came and ate them up.” Matt 13:3-4

Fountain of the Spirit

Posted by scott on Friday, June 08, 2007

Early this morning, I was dreaming that I was drinking from a fountain which somehow I knew was the Spirit (I remember after I awoke how the water was so dazzling in appearance.) After drinking this water, strength began to immediately flow into my arms. I raised them straight out, then straight up. I began thinking, “I am in a dream in my spirit body, and somehow this dream will become visible on the earth”

“And He [further] said to me, It is done! I am the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End. To the thirsty I [Myself] will give water without price from the fountain (springs) of the water of Life.” Rev 21:6 .

The Sword and the Serpent

Posted by scott on Saturday, June 02, 2007

Last night in my dream, I was with someone I seemed to know, possibly my guardian angel. We were approaching my bedroom, when I noticed that my bed was moved. I proceeded cautiously and grabbed a type of sword or stick that my friend gave me. I pushed on the carpet in front of my bed, and a snake slithered out. This snake then grew into a gigantic serpent, the size of the room, with its head at least 6 ft. wide. It kept trying to bite me, but I used the sword, which seemed more like a dagger to strike it numerous times. I kept it away from me by striking a protective collar it had around its head. It then deflated and disappeared.

And take the helmet of salvation and the sword that the Spirit wields, which is the Word of God.” Eph 6:17