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Church was having a dance at a building near by and there was a lot of people I didnt know and and alot I did know.
There was a lot of stuff going on all around, the devil was well at work on the outside of this dance.Banks where being robbed there was fighting everywhere shootings and gang violence everywhere. But on the inside of the dance where the Spirit of the Lord was, everything was well and perfect. Me and someone from the church walked outside for a bit to see what was going on and we seen these 7 or 8 little kids gathered around yelling and screaming stab him! Kill him! The closer we got the louder it got and the more hateful it felt. By the time we got there it had stoped. We pushed our way through the kids and saw a little boy about 5 years old laying on the ground holding his belly. And there was another boy about 6 years old standing holding a kinfe in his hand. I said to him what did you do this for?And he said so he can be in a gang and then he took off running with his friends. I looked at the boy on the ground,me and the other person from the church laid our hands on the boy and started to pray for him, it seemed like hours we where praying and suddenly the boy stoped bleeding and he got up and he was made well. The ambulance got there and took him to the hospital to check on him. We went looking for for the other boy, he went inside the church dance and we found him in the eating area with his 2 other friends which where older and more of a bad influence on him.
Iasked him if I could talk to him a minute. I began by asking him if he had any brother or sisters, and then he asked me about the boy and I told him that he was ok,We prayed for him until he was healed and Jesus healed him. Then the boy asked if I was Indian and I told him yes Cherokee.
Then I continued to ask him if he had brother and sisters, and he said he didnt. I told him that the other boy didnt either. Then I told him if he was the one that got stabbed instead and died dont you think your mom would be sad and crying? He began to cry and said yes and then I said well thats how the other boys mom would of felt too. I'm sorry he said. Then I asked him for the knife and I put it in my hand and covered it with my other hand and said touch my hand and if the knife is still there when I open it then that means your heart is turning black, but if it's not and its somthing beautiful then that means your heart is still pure and youhave time.He touched my hand and I opened it and a butterfly flew out and I woke up.
I sure dont know what the deal is with my eyes, but MAN they have been irritated for days now.
Talk about being miserable, this sucks. All red looking.lol.
I never wrote in a journal before so, this is my first time.
I have a dreams and visions journal. Hay maybe I'll start posting my dreams and visions.
will anyone read em?




you truly are an inspiration!! Keep up the good work!
ttaarraa