Suddenly, there appeared a big man with a straw hat on his head; he busted my bedroom door open and demanded that I get up and deal with him; he seemed very upset but I noticed he couldn’t step through the door and as I looked closer, to my dismay, he resembled my grandfather the only difference was my grandfather was a tall man but this stranger was much shorter. I awakened and looked at the clock, it was 2 am; my response to that awful dream was, “Father, who was that bold and brazen man who had accessed and burst open my door at his whim? Before Abba, Father could answer I said, “Father, please deal with him, ‘I am going back to sleep knowing You will keep me safe.” But at that moment I was reminded of a morning while standing in prayer, this same man appeared in my front room. Immediately I went into war mode and he vanished as quickly as he came however, that morning had it not been for divine intervention my husband would have become two fatalities. The Word spoke from Isaiah 5
To Inspire Hope And Healing By Margaret C Mullings