Connie Roy
BIO: There is not much to tell of myself. I am a homemaker, mother and grandmother of two. I have been a member of the SDA church all of my life and served my church in many ways. We live in the mountains of Idaho where it can reach -40 degrees and we love it. We are retired and serving the Lord where ever and when ever He calls.
The following was received 9/12/2008 in an email:
My name is Connie and I have had a couple of dreams over the years that have shown me what was to happen in the future. I am a Seventh-day Adventist and love the Lord with all of my heart. The second dream has come true in parts. I believe God wants us to trust Him no matter what happens in our lives. Here are the dreams.
1973
I seemed to be in large room with God's people in deep Bible study and prayer. Many of them were leaders of the church. There was unity in spirit as they prayed and studied their open Bibles.
In the back of the room, I noticed an odd looking man. He seemed very upset and agitated. He began to focus on one of the praying ones and soon that person closed his Bible, picked up a cigarette and left the room, proclaiming his disbelief. I looked at the man in the back of the room and he had a smirk on his face as if he had done something really fine. He then began to focus on another of the praying ones and he too closed his Bible and threw it away and picked up some cherished sin.
One by one this odd fellow in the back of the room went around the praying ones and one by one they left their hope in God to flee the room and as they did so, the odd fellow began to openly laugh and scoff. He was very happy with his work.
Soon the room was empty except for me. He then turned to me and terror griped my soul. He told me that Jesus was not coming for me and would not come for another thousand years if at all. He told me to go out and do what I wanted to do because it did not matter at all, I had plenty of time and no one cared anyway. I began to cry and felt so much hopelessness and despair. I then knew that it was the devil and he is a liar and therefore I could not believe what he was telling me. I closed me eyes and began to whisper the name of Jesus. I was unable to say it audibly at first but as I began to try to say, "no you are a liar Jesus loves me and is coming for me", a new strength filled me from within until I was shouting it out loud. As I opened my eyes, each time I shouted out the name of Jesus, the devil moved farther away from me with terror in his eyes. One by one God's people filled the room once again. Not so much the same ones but those who were in unity to study and pray to God for deliverance. The room was filled again with worshiping believers, the devil fled the place and I awoke.
1976
I seemed to be standing on top of a hill over looking a dark scene below. There was a wide road filled with a fast moving throng of people headed for an open abyss and sure death, at the end of the road. They were pushing and shoving as they went along.
I notice a very small opening in the hedge along the road and a very narrow steep crooked path that led up to a very white tower at the top of the hill. I knew that to be where Jesus was and knew that was where I needed to be to be safe. I could not understand why the people were not taking that path and finding safety.
Suddenly I was in the throng of people being almost carried along with them. I was holding on to the hands of my children, and trying not to let go of them. My husband was in front of me with our youngest in his arms. He was pushed ahead of me and I soon lost sight of him but knew he knew the way to the tower and would be safe.
Suddenly our oldest daughter let go of my hand and said she needed to tie her shoe and for me to go ahead for she knew the way and would meet me there. She was lost from my sight as the massive throng moved around her. I had no choice but to keep trying to get to the small opening in the hedge so as not to miss it.
Suddenly our son let go of my hand and told me he knew the way and had to get there by himself and not to worry and then he too was gone from sight. I called out their names but to no avail.
I finally reached the small opening and saw that I must jump through briers and across a deep ditch to get to the steep path that led to the tower. As I jumped. I turned to look for our children, but could not find them. I called out their names with no answer.
The throng kept pulling me closer to the edge of the road and I realized that they would pull me back in if I did not get back to the narrow steep path to the tower. In sadness I turned to climb the hill but had no strength to make my way. I collapsed and cried feeling I would be lost. I prayed to God for help. I looked behind me once again and saw someone trying to climb the hill. In fear that it would be one of the throng trying to reach me, I began to crawl up the path. I heard crying and looked again to see the person carrying a Bible and unable to crawl up the steep path. I knew that it was one of God's people and went back to help her up. She told me that she could not make it and I explained that I was not able to either but if we linked arms, maybe we could make it together. As we linked our arms and looked at the tower, a surge of strength filled us and we flew effortlessly to the top of the hill and into the tower. I then woke up.
1988
I seemed to be standing on top of a hill looking out over a vast beautiful scene of loveliness. It was warm and a little breeze was blowing the tall grasses. I felt very much peace and contentment. Suddenly a voice from behind me said, "look again". I turned to see who had spoken the words and saw a hand pointing to the scene below. I looked again below and saw utter darkness, death, fires, destruction, confusion and crying. . An unbearable sadness came over me and I threw my fists into the air and shouted, "how long oh Lord must the children suffer before you come and save them?" The voice from behind me said look again and again I saw the hand pointing to the scene below.
As I looked this time I saw a chart with dates and writing that I could not read some of the dates were already past and some were in the future. I then asked, "is this when you are coming?" At the time I thought the date to be only a couple of years away. I asked again if that was when Jesus was going to come and the voice said that I was not to worry about it but that I had a work to do for now, and I knew that work was to go to God's church and plead with them to get ready as there was very little time left to do so. I ran to the church and began telling them when Jesus was coming but no one would listen. They would laugh at me and walk out the back door. Some would scold me for declaring that time was short for it had been said time was short for many years and yet Jesus had not come. It seemed all were leaving God's church and I was filled with such sorrow and sadness. I felt a failure to warn and help them. Then one of the members came to me and said that she too knew that Jesus was coming and that she would also proclaim his coming was near. She held her Bible close and I felt encouraged and woke up with such joy, knowing that time was almost here for Jesus to come.
Spring of 2008 Dream
While contemplating the Lord's will and events in our personal lives, I fell asleep. In the first dream, I saw a large sign in the sky and it said "the last half of Ernie Knoll's dream" (the Get Ready dream). The earth was dark and confusion was everywhere. No one heeded the sign. I woke up then went back to sleep. In the second dream, I saw a large marquee with the scrolling words, "the last half of Ernie's dream". Again there was darkness and confusion, but no one heeding the message. I woke up. I went back to sleep and again dreamed of a large television screen with the words "the last half of Ernie's dream". There was a car of young people driving by and they stopped to look at the large screen. They got back into the car and said that they needed to heed the warning and drove off out of the city. The city was dark and in confusion. After waking and going back to sleep a fourth time, I dreamed there was a voice, loud and clear, stating, "Heed the last half of Ernie's dream". Again there was confusion and darkness, death and destruction. My husband and I got in our car to find our children and make sure they were safe and found the road destroyed and impassable. We knew then that the end had come and Jesus would soon be on His way. I woke up and woke my husband to tell him the dreams. We got out Ernie's dream, Get Ready and began to read the last half. It was exactly what I saw in my dreams yet so very few heeded the message to get out of the cities and make all right with God. --End-- |
