Take Me To Post Comment Form deWayne did his best to comfort me, as I was visibly shakened by the nightmare that left me sobbing. This dream was different. A dream with no color, only black and white. A dream that felt so cold, it still gives me chills when I think about it.

I thought to myself, how can I write a blog post that could cause my readers to feel the magnitude or weight of this revelation? The truth of the matter is I can't. I can't make you hear what I hear, or see what I see, or dream what I dream, all I can do is trust God. I will trust Him to confirm His word...and I will trust you to obey His word.

The dream entails a great tragedy that may happen, if the body of Christ doesn't intercede for this country.

The feeling inside the dream, reminded me of stories I've heard regarding the Jews and the holocaust. I saw kids of all ages being separated by their level of intelligence. Men and women wearing white coats, appearing to be either doctors or scientists, were herding these children through the halls of a hospital lab.

The individuals in charge (which I felt were linked to the FEDERAL GOVERNMENT) seized my grandchildren against my will. When I protested, they called Security and ushered me out of the building. I'll never forget the horror and fear that gripped my soul!

In an effort to free my grands, I dressed in a disguise resembling the "white-coats" and re-entered the building. I went from room to room, whispering their names. Many of the children were laying on tables with sheets over them. I heard the words, "GOVERNMENT COVER-UP!" I thought to myself, "they're using these kids as lab rats!"

I had almost given up, then I entered the last and final room. There they were... looking like pictures I've seen of kids in Hitler's Jewish Concentration Camps. I called their names, and no response. My fear was that I was too late. When all of a sudden their little heads peaked out from under their covers and they came running, screaming, "Nae-Nae". I swept them up into my arms, and told them not to speak. We barely escaped...and then I was awakened.

Dogs are WATCHMEN, they bark to warn. The best watch dogs are better at distinguishing a real threat from something that is just odd or different, like a squirrel running across the yard, or a cat tiptoeing across the top of a car. Better watch dogs will save their barking for things you really need to know about, like someone coming to your door.

I am one of those WATCHMEN.

I've kept silent for years, but today I am barking because there is someone at your door!

INSTITUTIONALIZED GOVERNMENT!!!

Turn to God, before it's too late...

Faith Jaudon