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l awoke from a dream adventure of starting a new leg of my career. I was surprised it was happening as I had long since retired. It was only at the urging of the Holy Spirit that I accepted the challenge because He said they needed me. I saw myself walk into the sunny, tropical plant filled atrium and stand to the side as the supervisor was giving his Monday morning speech to the employees. He spotted me. There was instant fury from him which caused his speech to now ban any and all Christian influences in the workplace. Including that the standing Christmas tree would now be referred to only as “the tree.” I found his reaction odd as I did not recall who he was but felt his familiarity and I knew to remain silent. When his weekly rally call was over, I walked over to meet with my new team just as this supervisor sought me out. He began challenging my expertise and even followed me into the all-windowed bathroom where I thought I could elude him. Throughout it all I said nothing while I contemplated why these windows were a tint of green. He then followed me back to my table for four where two workers were now sitting still “laying down his law” and demanding my compliance. In his vehemence, he broke all office etiquette rules and even as I knew his face, I did not know him. When the supervisor finally had his say, or maybe it was his fill of my silence, and left me that I questioned two of the workers as to who he was and what was that all about. They said nothing. It was when itcwas obvious to them that I had no clue to why the trouble, that the one worker pushed a notepad across the table towards me saying “write this all down.” I began. And as I began I noticed a woman who was sitting and observing all of this. She offered no interaction in what was transpiring. She was there as only a witness. As the supervisor returned, ready for round two, I raised my right hand and said “Stop. I have documented your behavior and am taking it to HR.” He instantly ceased. The dream was over. The message was received. —————////——////—————————— The new job… the Prayer of Jabez in full swing. (1 Chronicles 4:10) The supervisor… a demon oppressed person. And by not responding, I have no conversations with the thing that leads them. (Revelation 12:7-9) The bathroom retreat… human instinct to take everything personal. Even when its not. The glass… internal insight. Being green… my soul grows well in the greenhouse effect God has me in. The request to “write it all down” … is my assignment. And HR? Who else but the Holy Spirit! The observing silent woman… one of the cloud of witnesses ensuring I carry out my assignment. (Hebrews 12:1-2) and I hear as I write “that good old 1-2 punch.” Raising my right hand… As in Isaiah 41 The Helper of Israel… because God holds my right hand with His right hand, I am always looking upon His face and in His protection and live by and under His authority. Thank you Jesus, I will continue to prepare.

“Something borrowed. Something blue. Something extraordinary. Something true.” Echoed in Dolly’s thoughts as she reached beyond the mundane to recreate the dream she had since a child. She had a poets heart and an artists eye and yet her logical mind honed by instincts in the basic survival one needed to “pay the bills.” This was her extraordinary. At the end of her day, she just wanted time go home. She hadn’t found it yet and the dream lingered throughout her many assignments. For eons it seemed she had searched for the right house only to find designs out of the “Big Box” stores and all painted in “greige.” So she settled for rentals. This was her borrowed. She still trusted in God that the vision was from Him. God saw her unwavering faith and reminded her in John 6:37, “All that the Father gives me will come to me, and whoever comes to me I will never cast out.” just as her employer sent her on assignment to a small northern town that she saw it! It was blue. It was old. Not like 30-40 years old, but a hundred years old. And she knew she had come home when she walked into the bedroom. Here was the sanctuary from the “black and white, everything must be logical” life like a halcyon bird building her nest in the crashing waves. Here is where she could retreat to restore her soul, and her life back to who she was born to be. An artist painting the hope of Jesus. This was her true. And then her phone rang…

When tasked with writing my thoughts on this statement… I rallied to it! And You Are? When presented with pictures that evoke abundance in two very different forms, luxury cars in front of an extravagant home (proposed as bad) or a property filled garden with a small home (proposed as good) telling, not suggesting, what I need, I feel the need to rail back (on the inside), “And who are you? And who are you that determines what I need? You don’t know me.” It is my thinking that “we are all made in His image” is not a mantra for cult or communal behavior. It is also my thinking that life is not a one-size-fits-all, or even most. Back in the day, I lived as I thought when as a single mama, I chose to live away from the government grid while I worked to pay my way through trade school and while I raised my children to excel in our circumstances by choosing what they would bring in to their lives. Wealth in itself is not evil. God uses and chooses whom He blesses and how he blesses. A horde of luxury cars does not denote that “a deal with the devil was made” anymore that I can be assured that no chemicals was used to grow this lush garden. I would choose neither of these massive amounts of abundance for my life. And yet, I count on those with these cars to continue to create the jobs that sustain others in their local and larger communities just as I hope that those with this massive produce photograph sell, share, and donate to provide the foods while I enjoyed a career of providing power to both. Because I abide by 1 Thessalonians 4:11-12, “and to make it your ambition to lead a quiet life and attend to your own business and work with your hands, just as we commanded you, so that you will behave properly toward outsiders and not be in any need.” It is a given for me and mine, that as God is our source. He supplies all that I need. Always has, always will. And I will not rail back but walk away shaking my head with a simple “meh?” ~Denise Rand Dahlheimer and by the way... and why is this Prophetic? Because this perceived notion of what we need is making itself known again

I woke from a dream Reminding me God is good A cake was unwrapped And we were together again Reminding me God is good ~ Denise Rand Dahlheimer

In a divine moment of clarity, I created the cover that states YOU ARE A CHILD OF GOD know your worth control your emotions never settle And for the last few days He has been pinging me on it and the need for self control. I should have known this would be coming as I just started a lifestyle of fasting. Yes, I like it. But at first I thought it was as the “red car syndrome” as the new year entered in with the usual ads that “self control will fix all your problems.” And it does, to an extent. We as mere mortals, albeit intelligent, aware, with opposable thumbs, who prefer to take credit when credit is good, or relegate blame, offenses, and mistakes upon others when the credit due puts us in a harsher light. For us as Gods children we need to keep moving up the path, humble in the good stuff and accepting correction (owning) of our lesser behaviors. The Holy Counselor has been using this time of resolution to ask us to look not just at the scales but at our interactions with others recognizing that “they” are a lesson or a blessing for us. Yes, when we encounter a problem, the problem is most likely part of a conviction upon you in the works. Today we read James 2: 23 Anyone who listens to the word but does not do what it says is like someone who looks at his face in a mirror 24 and, after looking at himself, goes away and immediately forgets what he looks like. 25 But whoever looks intently into the perfect law that gives freedom, and continues in it—not forgetting what they have heard, but doing it—they will be blessed in what they do.” 🎵 They will know we are Christians by our love sings the song and as we interact together they should see Jesus. Or will they will walk away never to go through His door with a distaste for “religion?” We don’t have to settle for having a bad day. The angel told Elijah who also was known for having a n occasional bad day to lie down, take a nap, then eat something. Denise Dahlheimer From the group Tell Me a Story About Jesus.

The foal’s eye lights up as it knows who it carried upon its back. The King. And I am transferred back to the story of the day our Lord rode the foal through the crowds as The King as the disciples hailed,“Blessed is the king who comes in the name of the Lord! Peace in heaven and glory to God.” A time of peace resulting in a moment of terror. It was necessary to save our souls. And now in my thoughts, I hear the song “Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; he is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; he hath loosed the fateful lightning…” and I am aware that the final battle is soon. A moment of terror ending in a lasting peace. It is necessary for this is dominion, Jesus style.

I have been on a long journey with this woman... She has been broken and failed by others. She has been treated disrespectfully. She has been left to fend for herself and always finds God. She doesn’t cheapen her spirituality with alternatives or fakes. She stands firm on Gods Word while she fights battles only He knows of for she learned repeatedly that He never fails. She sees the glory of God and wants others to see it as well. This woman made bad decisions but God redeemed her. For that, she is fiercely loyal to Him. She is all too human in her interactions as a wife, a daughter, a sister and as a friend but she never took the low road. She trusted and believed in those who failed her. She listens intently but is rarely heard. She has a smart mouth, a stubborn streak and she uses her scars like the rungs in the ladder climbing closer to God. Some people love this woman, some like her, and some don't care for her at all... and she’s okay with that for she trusts the path she is on. She is who she is. Even if. No matter what. For she has your interest at heart. She understands any good she was involved with in her life was by the grace of God. She has her issues as a human yet never blamed another for them. She owns her flaws. She used to survive. And then she met Jesus and embraced His methods to thrive. She excels at it. By the grace of God she is unstoppable in her desire for learning, growing and moving forward and encourages others to keep up. She looked how to better herself in every mistake, failure, trial, disappointment, betrayal, success, joy, and achievement that came her way. She is the epitome of God is good. Even if. No matter what. 🌹 She is me ... and I love her and her life! Thank you to those who embrace my path and walk it with me for you are a blessing.

Just back from Riviera Maya Mexico and had the most amazing conversation with a mom and her teenage son. It all started with the Holy Spirit directing my eye to a large scar on this young fellow's ankle. You know how He holds your attention a split second longer than usual to get you to look up and ask "What's up Father?" You know it'd be nice if He caught me up at a good moment, hair combed, makeup on, shoes would have been a boon, but noooooo! Straight off the beach, sand everywhere wrapped in a towel, and beach hair not worthy of a photo shoot LOL!! So I walked over, asked the Father to lead the conversation, and greeted the mom in a most disheveled state LOL! She was a beautiful woman. Artist. From England. And we chatted about the watercolors she was working on. Beautiful work. She asked me where I got my inspiration for my work (oh yes I did tell her :) ) and she said how the universe inspired her as her son was giving us side-eye interest. And then... as she introduced me to him, the Holy Spirit prompted me to give him a message. I looked at him and these words came out of my mouth... summarize and to paraphrase a bit... "Hi! It is so good to meet you! I apologize for intruding but the scar on your foot caught my eye. I am not sure how you will receive this but it really was a good day when you were born, you have a reason to be here and you will be making a difference for good in a lot of people. I don't know what hurt you but God is not happy that it happened and He wants to help you heal from it. He cares and loves you very much. That scar will always remain as a reminder of what you came out of but God has you from here should you want Him to help." At this point, tears gathered in this young man's eyes and I could feel his reception. I reiterated, "Seriously, it was such a good day when you were born and I am glad as well that you are here. You are a blessing." And then his mom began to interject her new-age wisdom. I looked at her, smiled, and answered her that she was truly blessed by God to have such a son and that she truly did well by him. I never downplayed her beliefs, I never criticized her, I never preached at her, I just didn't pay much attention to the folly. That isn't my place or my job for Jesus. My job is to point the way back to hope. He knows how to take it from there. If they listen, fantastic! If they do not, that's on them. At the end of the conversation, I had one last message for the son. "Jesus loves you very much and take care of your mom." 2 Corinthians 5:20 So we are messengers for Christ. God is using us to call people. So we are standing here for Christ and begging people, `Come back to God!'

I dreamed of going to spend the night at my grams house. She has gone on to be with Jesus for a long time now and it still seems like yesterday. You would have liked her, everyone did. She was good hearted and giving and a little sarcastic. Her living room wasn’t a decorators dream as it had an assorted number of comfy chairs lined up around the room to accommodate many on a daily basis. People just gravitated to this home of a true servant for the Lord. As I stepped through the front door, I smelled her homes familiar smells and it felt good. I heard the familiar house sounds. I was there to care for things while she had a short stay in the local nursing home. Duane, my husband was with me as was our dog. It was late and we retired to her bed just off the living room. I had laid there many times in my life. It was a great place to go grab a nap while she would watch her great grand babies for this then single and very tired mom. Funny how distant experiences can flood right back like a warm blanket. I recalled the feeling of those blankets as we fell asleep. Then the dog alerted to someone in the living room! I nudged Duane but he hadn’t heard it. I got up to investigate. I turned on the first light switch but it didn’t work. I turned on the second and it illuminated nothing but my dog looking at something I couldn’t see. At this point I rummaged through the kitchen drawers for pen and paper. Nothing! I went out to my car for the post-it pad in it. I returned to the kitchen and sat down at the old round table to write her a note. I struggled with it, crumpling up paper after paper. As I gave up, my eyes lit upon a Snickers candy bar. And that was that. I awoke. What it all means is to be determined. My feelings linger on the feel of her bed but the Snickers bar… all I could think of was the hangry commercial where this candy bar ousts the diva right out of a person. 😂 “you’re not you when you’re hungry” It’s a good thing I ask God to contain my thoughts and bless me when I go to sleep at night! Elijah, the Prophet suffered immensely from “caretakers syndrome” to the point where God said, “Go to bed, rest, and eat a sandwich!” No matter how hard we try, no matter how well we do, nothing and no one is too busy for a nap. now to say something almost sacrilegious here… I don’t like snickers bars 😂 It is interesting that God would use that to get my attention over lemon bars!

In every job there is the same people. Different names but same personalities. The good. The bad. And the ugly like Judas. Judas put on a good face but Jesus knew long before hand what he was and still loved him. Today I was sideswiped by a Judas persona who lives out on the fringes of my circle. And they said the meanest things! Seriously though these drive by attacks have ramped up since taking on the Jabez prayer. But the strategy of the evil one will not succeed! And then the lesson of offense came to my thoughts just as I was contemplating becoming offended. I thought to God “nope nope nope! I am not! I am okay! Of course I will forgive them, I don’t have to like them, I don’t have to live with them, I can do this because I have Jesus who takes care of me.” Instant inner peace. Outer peace was still a little sketchy but inner peace was there. And just then! I received a text from their counterpart from my inner circle who did a driveby hi! Just because. Now thats a God move!! “You intended to harm me, but God intended it for good to accomplish what is now being done, the saving of many lives.” Genesis 50:20 Yes, He redirected my focus ! Thank you Jesus! And then evil showed itself again determined to not be ignored and the Judas situation increased. And again I received another call, this time from my granddaughter. 😀 So with that, my beloved and I removed ourselves to the hot tub. It was warm, and relaxing and two bright red cardinals flew right over our heads. Oh so beautiful! What a treat! Thank you Jesus!! And we prayed for our Judas and his family good things and good blessings. Its in the job description.

In every job there is the same people. Different names but same personalities. The good. The bad. And the ugly like Judas. Judas put on a good face but Jesus knew long before hand what he was and still loved him. Today I was sideswiped by a Judas persona who lives out on the fringes of my circle. And they said the meanest things! Seriously though these drive by attacks have ramped up since taking on the Jabez prayer. But the strategy of the evil one will not succeed! And then the lesson of offense came to my thoughts just as I was contemplating becoming offended. I thought to God “nope nope nope! I am not! I am okay! Of course I will forgive them, I don’t have to like them, I don’t have to live with them, I can do this because I have Jesus who takes care of me.” Instant inner peace. Outer peace was still a little sketchy but inner peace was there. And just then! I received a text from their counterpart from my inner circle who did a driveby hi! Just because. Now thats a God move!! “You intended to harm me, but God intended it for good to accomplish what is now being done, the saving of many lives.” Genesis 50:20 Yes, He redirected by focus ! Thank you Jesus! And then evil showed itself again determined to not be ignored and the Judas situation increased. I then received another call from my granddaughter. 😀 So my beloved and I removed ourselves to the hot tub. It was warm, and relaxing and two bright red cardinals flew right over our heads. Oh so beautiful! What a treat! Thank you Jesus!! And we prayed for our Judas and his family good things and good blessings. Its in the job description.

Last night I dreamed many dreams of temporary things; port-a-potty’s, trailer houses, etc and how various people would make use of them to meet their needs. Every thing or every situation is temporary, or is intended to be by design. I had once or twice heard it said “will this matter in 10 years?” and most say probably not, things change, and so will this.” And Ecclesiastes (our Bibles book of wisdom by Qoheleth / King Solomon) comes to mind… from the futility of life, “Meaningless! Meaningless!”says the Teacher. Utterly meaningless! Everything is meaningless.” Ecclesiastes 1:1 to finally accepting that it is what it is. “When times are good, be happy; but when times are bad, consider this: God has made the one as well as the other. Therefore, no one can discover anything about their future.” Ecclesiastes 7:14 But what will matter is our take-away of experiences. Que Sera Sera, what will be, will be 🎶 and with Jesus… it will be okay.

Bam! right to it! Its not even light out and this is put on my table. devil talk… I can’t say I like going there but it does pop up to dismantle our days. It is not just a wooer but it enjoys the freedom in using unsuspecting pawns by either chastising us or list the reasons of why we fail. It delights in beating us up to the point that we entertain deeper thoughts of leaving the service to someone stronger. 2 Corinthians 12:9 But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. 10 That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.” This past week I was tested sorely and I bit. 🥲I knew I was not to engage. I knew it was a setup for a major attack. I was oblivious to the nudge. I was oblivious to the repeating delays. But I thought “nah it’s fine. It will be okay.” And I made - on my own - the choice to engage. I was met with extreme condemnation that ran long regarding my art, the way I speak, to the debate on whether it is our business to chastise another “in righteous love” (which by the way, very very few of us ever achieve that status), and so on. And it all started out so easily by slipping in as “that offends me.” I was flabbergasted and I lost my chill. To me, that was a huge sign from God! And yes I even missed the biggest sign that I had posted a few days earlier. Seems the evil one was making plans to use (yes use! by causing the areas they need healing in to rise up and take over their thinking) one of Gods own children to deliver the attack. Because I have been walking this same service with God for a very long time (50 years) I recognize that I bit, why I bit, and that In trying to talk reason as well as attempting to defend myself, I fell right into the lair. So stupid! Many forget that as I can see angels that accompany them I can surely see demons that do as well 🤢 However, just as in my dreams as I receive instructions and revelations, I received instructions to cease the attack to deliver a rebuke. Have you ever done this to another person? Its not pleasant but it is effective, when its approved by God. And things just stop. This is the third time I have done this in these 50 years. Once, the other person stopped haranguing me and immediately apologized. He understood what was happening. He understood he was allowing himself to be used. The other two times, instant silence. As expected. I had told the evil one that it was not allowed to speak to me. Now in continuing on my path, I have a couple of things to ponder about with Jesus. To not blend the person with the evil, to allow repentance and forgiveness, and to not allow shame on anyones actions for any reason onto the path. Yep, no grudge holding in the kingdom. As in the beautiful video posted earlier of the jar of m&m’s… don’t be the red one 😊 We are instructed to overlook any and all offenses knowing that they are a dinner bell for evil that we open the door ourselves to allow in. this video clip is a pretty close view of my experience. God is so global 😀 and its good to be in the cluster of the 99 ❤️ ▶️ Watch this reel https://www.facebook.com/reel/1377143629585320?fs=e&mibextid=jaSYs6&fs=e&s=TIeQ9V My lessons are always so global! and it helps that its not just me. One more reason I am good with my hood of 99 🌹 Luke 15:3 And he spake this parable unto them, saying, 4 What man of you, having an hundred sheep, if he lose one of them, doth not leave the ninety and nine in the wilderness, and go after that which is lost, until he find it?

I just awoke from an amazing dream… I was in a trailer house (our lives are temporary) and was talking to a fellow about my path with Jesus. I was telling him that my ministry didn’t seen like a lot of ministries; no big sermons, no flashy razzle dazzle but to just talk with people. In these two-way conversations, we just talk from one human to another with the Holy Spirit as our third. And discernment happens, questions get resolved, the right prayers said to get a yes from God. He was amazed at its simplicity. I agreed but said it’s really hard sometimes. I saw myself holding a mirror (James 1:23 - yep 123! - For if anyone is a hearer of the word and not a doer, he is like a man who looks at his natural face in a mirror, for once he has looked at himself and gone away, he has immediately forgotten what kind of person he was.) And the mirror broke apart in my hands just as we were praying for him at his request for his request. We had to stop for a second while he picked up his phone to answer a call from his mom. She was happily hysterical! She was saying that which had plagued her for so long was now gone! She was at last free! Praise God!! He was happy but disappointed because his answered prayer went to another. In the casualness of our “conversation” he forgot there was a third party who was there to give him the desires of his heart, not his mind. For me… the mirror and its breaking… I do walk with God as a doer. Awww… God sees 😀

This morning began hours and hours ago with extreme intense prayers for mine, for others and theirs, for His to stand in His Word; even if, no matter what including disease, grief, addictions, etc. I prayed over the shofar playing out loud, holding my husbands hand and we bound that which was brought to us to bind by the authority given by Jesus to be dispatched to the feet of Jesus to be dispersed to wherever or whatever as His call. For one, I was led to bind the demon Leviathan and then, as led, instructed to send the archangel Michael to escort it to God. For another I was led to instruct the archangel Raphael to escort the foul thing that had laid its claim. Tears streamed down my face and yet I wasn’t crying. Spiritual things were taking place! Big things. Healing things! And then the praying ceased. And it was quiet time. We talked to God, now it was time to let God have His say. We waited in anticipation. We were expectant. And nothing was seen, felt, or heard. We waited. And then as I looked outside to my now autumn brown view, I had a vision of it snowing soft and gentle and the snow was piling up. I immediately worried!! What?! The audacity of an attack right now?? The nerve of the beast! I gave the fear to God and apologized for the interruption. I saw it snowing again. He suggested I get myself reminded of Proverbs 31:21 😊 When it snows, she has no fear for her household; for all of them are clothed in scarlet. scarlet? the blood of Jesus According to Biblical Scripture, like Proverbs 31:21, snow is a symbol of purity, forgiveness, God’s power, and self-reflection. It is seen as a sign of cleanliness that births new beginnings and positive life transitions. God is most def good ❤️