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God said share this with you

God said share this with you

Growing up, I always got prophecies on how I was chosen by God. I grew up in a christian home, so hearing things like that was like second nature to me. I would have dreams where I would be fighting demonic spirits, and literally destroying and bringing down the powers of darkness.

A few years ago back in 2016, I had a dream and this dream was different from all the others because Jesus was in it. He told me that every time someone sins, it’s like Him being crucified all over. Before my dream ended, He warned me, “Read Your Bible Like You’re Crazy”.

About a year later, I had another dream w/Jesus in it. This time, I was in what looked like hell, and I was tied down on a bed, in an empty room. Demons surrounded me and from straight ahead, I saw Satan walking towards me.

As he came closer, it was as if everything went into slow-mo and a partially empty vial with red liquid appeared in front of me. Satan looked at me with realization and with angry purpose filled steps, tried quickly to get to me. Just then the drop of liquid (what I assume to be blood) dropped on me, and all hell LITERALLY broke loose.

There was screaming everywhere as the demons and Satan instantly vanished and all of a sudden, I was no longer bound. I was standing up straight and in front of me stood a man with a robe covering His face.

When this man removed His robe and looked at me, everything stood still. There was Jesus. Idk if y’all heard about or saw the girl who drew Jesus, but that was EXACTLY what HE looked like, just a younger version.

There was so much peace and I got lost in His eyes. I woke up from the dream..shocked! Jesus had just revealed to me His Face? I knew at that age that I was called to share the gospel but even as I started to share it, it was just soo hard.

Then someone I knew took their life. My aunty had just died that year, followed by my dad, then my cousin and then this very same person that kept me smiling through it all killed themselves. Just a few months before this person died, they came to me and I quote said, “Precious, I’m sorry for making fun of you the other day.

I know you were singing to God and it was unfair for me to make fun of that. Please forgive me.” Ofc, I told him that it was okay and I didn’t hold anything against it, but told him that ultimately that he’d have to ask God for forgiveness because in making fun of me, he made fun of God.

I knew him from when I was in 2nd grade and he was in 4th, and even though we never talked on a daily basis, but the few times we did, it would either be on a ‘laughing tone’ or a serious tone, like one concerning God.

So when the news came that he was gone I, personally speaking, was sent into an even darker place that I was already in..mentally . I started asking God ‘What If’, like, ‘What If’ I shared the word with him or ‘What If’ I had reached out to him or maybe talked to him..’Maybe, just maybe he’d still be here today.

Mind you, he would come to our Christian Meetings once in a while, and he knew about God.. I guess not personally because just about a year after he died, I had another dream. I saw his body walking around in school, and I thought to myself, isn’t that “xyz”?

Isn’t he dead? So I went up to him and said,‘Why? Why did you do it? Why did you kill yourself’. He held his head and muttered, “I don’t know Precious. I was just tired. Tired of it all.

Tired of life!” His voice went hysterical and he reached out and gripped me as my surroundings changed. It was black and there were shadowy figures everywhere.

“They’re in my body! They’re tormenting me! PRECIOUS THEY’RE CARRYING ME AWAY!!” His voice turned into sobs, cries, pleading for help. “NO! PLEASE! JESUS PLEASE NOO! NOOOO! I’M SORRY! JESUSS. PLEASE! JUST GIVE ME ANOTHER CHANCE PLEASE! I PROMISE!..PLEASEEE!”

I felt his fear! I felt his desperation, his hopelessness and there was nothing I could do about it…

I was suddenly carried back to school in the dream. His body was still in front of me, but I knew that his soul was not. Tears were just flowing out of my eyes, and I turned and rushed up the stairs trying to get away, but then I heard his faint, fragile voice calling my name. I turned back and he stared up at me. He looked me right in the eye and said, “Don’t Come Here Precious. Do Not Kill Yourself”.

I know there are going to be some negative things said about this post, and after all these months especially, I just wanted for his name to rest in peace, but I had to speak my truth. I tried to keep the dream and everything else to myself because doesn’t everybody know about heaven and hell?, But I was visited again by God. This time He came with wrath and told me.

“Share My Gospel!” I have been shown these things for a reason, and as painful as it is, I must speak it. I still don’t know where to start, but I figured I might as well start right here with Bahama Drama. This medium.

People of The Bahamas, Hell is Real, Heaven Is Real. There is another life after death, and how you live this life here on earth WILL determine how and where you spend eternity! Please Everybody.

I Can Not Make This Stuff Up. Even recalling the events of seeing someone I laughed with on earth scream hurtfully in hell is NOT EASY.

I ask you here today, If You Were To Die Today Where Would You Spend ETERNITY?? 1 John 1:9 says, ‘If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from ALL unrighteousness.’ and Proverbs 8:23, “Whoever conceals their sins does not prosper, but the one who confesses and renounces them will find mercy.’ Renounce: refusal to continue to or abide by. “..Believe on The Lord Jesus, and you will be saved–you and your household.” Acts 16:31.

Be Blessed Bahamas. God loves you xd. Thank You

God said share this with you Growing up, I always got prophecies on how I was chosen by God. I grew up in a christian home, so hearing things like that was like second nature to
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