A DREAM OF THE COMING DARKNESS
by Michael Edds
In the fall of 2004, I had a dream. It was so real and terrifying that I had to get up from my bed. The following is an account of the dream:
“I was visiting my birthplace, a small village in the beautiful Greenbrier Valley of West Virginia. I pulled my car off the road and parked in front of the old Methodist Church. I got out of the car to stretch my legs. The day was absolutely pristine and picture perfect. The sky was cloudless, the sun bright, and the air fresh and crystal clear. I was admiring the beautiful flowers growing in people’s yards. Many were busy working in their yards and gardens on such a gorgeous day. There was such peace and serenity.
I turned and looked toward the southeast. I was astonished at what I saw. A cloud of complete blackness was suddenly approaching the town. It completely blotted out all light and scenery where it advanced and covered. It approached the village limits, which was a river southeast of the community.
I made the comment, “Oh my God, the Darkness has come!” I sensed great evil and danger in it. I looked around to see if anyone else saw what I saw. To my amazement, people were oblivious to the approaching wall of darkness. They were still busy working in their yards and around their homes.
I made the statement, “They do not realize what it will be like when the darkness comes. All of the sun light, beauty of nature and peace will disappear when the darkness moves in. Everything in their lives will suddenly and drastically change.”
I jumped into my car as they approached. They slowed down as they reached my car and the leader yelled out, “Don’t you dare leave!” I locked my car doors as he approached and floored the gas pedal. My tires squealed as I fled. The motorcyclists pursued me and tried to force me off the road. I swerved into two and caused them to wreck. The rest pursued me for many miles and shot at me.
After some distance, I approached some men working on the road and asked for help or to make a call for me to the police. I started to get out of the car but heard a voice from above warning me to not to get out of the car but to drive on. Finally, I realized that I was running out of gas and stopped to refuel. I pulled up to a gas station and started refueling. The dream ended with me praying for God’s protection while I refueled.
I turned to get into my car to
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Through the Glass of Ages Darkly
Dear Michaels: Someone once said it is better to run away today to fight another day. I think it might have been the same person who said it is better to live on the corner of a roof or in the desert than to live with a contentious woman. Someone so utterly blind in their arguments that they pain you to be near them, like Helen Keller who in childhood just did not understand the nature of her darkness. Now there are those who like Christ see with the eyes of compassion. Placing one foot in front of the other, taunted on every side, dirty, dusty and salty sweat and blood stinging eyes and open wounds, the weight of their burdens crushing down upon them, struggling with thirst and exhaustion, the darkness finally overtaking them at the time of their last breath. And then there was Stephen, who when the argument of darkness closed around him, the heavens were opened above him and he glowed the most brightly as he gave up his last breath. So let your light shine before men and do not be afraid of the darkness.
When we live in the darkness of superstition, we have no where to run. Can we run to the desert? That is where God came from. Can we hide in the corner of a roof?
Michael, your dream indicates that you may be at a point of great tempting. Your flight from darkness being dependent upon refilling your tank. I suggest a lesson from the old testament prophet who hid out in the house of a woman that complained to him that she did not have enough oil with him living there. He was running from the darkness yet he knew that the oil would not run out while he remained there. Yet he felt so all alone that God had to rebuke him and tell him that there were five thousand others like him who had not bended knee to superstition.
Are you being called to flee or are you being called to put on the mantle of righteousness and give of your last breath in a compassionate battle with darkness? Are you going to fuel the cause of superstition or are you going to stand your ground firmly and let your light shine through the darkness.
I believe it
There have been a number of such prophecies concerning America , but I for one believe it is coming sooner than people think. I hope you are right about a Great Awakening. That would be wonderful.
I would actually counsel my friends to prepare to leave America now, and look to migrate elsewhere. Very few will heed this call I expect, but I believe I should give it anyway.
If you are full on for God, come to Australia as a missionary, or to some place like India where people are hungry for God. But let everyone be guided by what the Lord reveals to them. Some will be guided to stay on and suffer.
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