When I was a young mom and my boys were little I came home from church one Sunday and took a nap. I had a beautiful pic of each of them in my great room. I fell into a dream where the pics were missing. In my dream my doorbell rang and when I answered 2 well dressed men pushed their way in. I asked them where my boys were and as they began to wrap me in heavy chains they said they had them and I would never see them again. Something rose up in me and the chains turned into gold. Like Wonder Woman I broke free of the chains and began wrapping the men as tightly as they had wrapped me. Then I told them, with the very chains you tried to bind me I now bind you in the Name of Jesus. You cannot have my boys. They belong to Him. All of a sudden the pics were back and the men were gone. I woke up at that point and told God I didn’t know what the dream meant but I received it.

As they grew up they wanted to be like their dad who at best was an agnostic. No interest in God at all. Then when they were 11 & 13 their dad left us. Thru a series of amazing events something happened inside them.

It was Saturday pm when they told me they wanted to go to church with me in the morning. We got there and my sons ran to the altar and were radically saved.

I had never forgotten that dream but the Holy Spirit brought it back to my mind that day. I gave my sons to Him and asked Him to be their Father and help me raise them. He did an amazing job and today they both love and serve Him. To this day I thank the One True King for that prophetic dream and for His love for us.

Brenda L