Steve Quayle Prep Tips

September 22, 2008

Dear Steve,

I've tried to send you a dream the Lord gave me some years ago. Please consider reading this, for it's about to come to pass, and America will never be the same if it even survives the coming judgment. The Lord showed me the twin towers burning in a dream He gave me in Sept. of 1997. The dream I'm sending you now is much more vivid and real than the twin towers burning. I've been so burdened to warn people about the coming invasion of America, you could reach so many many more. Thank you, RS

The Lord saved me and filled me with His Holy Spirit in Aug. of '71.I was 16 and had just come home after being a run away for almost 2 years.I was half dead from drugs and I had hepatitis. Even though the Lord healed the hepatitis and my liver, I fell away from God, not having discipleship and a rebellious heart. I ran hard away from God and couldn't even bare the mention of His name.I joined the Marine Corp in Sept.1972, and being trained as an auto.rifleman [0311] I was looking forward to going to Nam. I cried when I found out that I wasn't going, for they stopped sending Marines on Dec.1st' 72 and I didn't graduate boot camp 'til Dec.22 ND. I really went down hill from there, partying constantly, still running from the Lord.

One night in Sept.' 74 the Lord saw fit to reach down in the very depths of my being and shake me to the core, by a very terrifying dream that was so real, it's like I had it last night. I call it a Night Vision.

In the vision I was standing in a field with my back to a creek we used to swim at when I was a kid. I was filled with the Spirit of Almighty GOD, it was a beautiful summer day, with a perfect blue sky and nice breeze. Suddenly I heard the sound of air planes, then the air raid sirens and people began running past me screaming hysterically. I looked up and saw hundreds of planes with paratroopers streaming out of the back of the planes. There must have been thousands of paratroopers filling the sky and landing everywhere. I was filled with the Spirit of GOD and had such peace I never knew possible. A woman carrying a young child ran past me screaming in terror, she was running towards a light blue house with A-frame peaks. I called out to her and the other people that were running. [they where running towards where the soldiers were landing] "Don't be afraid"!, I cried " ask the LORD to help you and HE will save you!" The woman who was carrying the child started yelling, " He's talking about GOD again!" He's talking about GOD!" Just then a soldier who had just landed got up quickly from the ground. He was Chinese with captain bars on his cap and collar. Pulling his pistol out of his holster, he demanded, "denounce your GOD!" Instantly he changed from Chinese to Russian, Still a Capt. I replied, "I Will never denounce my Lord Jesus Christ!" The Russian, screaming at this point pressed his pistol against my forehead and again, "Denounce your GOD or die!"Then he turned back to Chinese, I replied, "I will never denounce my Jesus, I love my...BANG!!! As I was confessing The Lord , I could feel the cold steel of his pistol pressing into my forehead, and before I could finish saying "my Jesus", the gun exploded with a deafening blast, and I was thrown back to the ground with such force. I didn't feel any pain, and I was looking up at him, not from the ground but below the surface of the ground, I thought I was in a hole. So I looked around me and saw that I was lying in a grave already dug. The grave was perfectly proportioned and was lined with perfect cut what looked like large cobble stones.The soldier was staring down at me still pointing his gun at me and kept changing from Russian to Chinese and back again. As I lay there in this perfect grave I had great indescribable peace, but at the same time I felt violated because my life had been violentley taken from me. I began sobbing very deeply and loudly calling on the name of The Lord and waking up the Marine in the rack next to me. He was shook up and asked me what was wrong, if I was alright and did I need any help. I realized it was all a dream. I told him I had a really bad night mare, nothing more.

Since this night vision I've come to realize a few things that didn't make sense until a couple of years ago, when my wife and I moved in to our first home here in N.E Pennsylania. The blue house I saw in my dream looks like the house directly across the street from our house. The woman running with the child and yelling " he's talking about God again" looks like the one that lives in that house. Only the child is getting older, when I first met her she was the same age as the one in my dream. I went to the place where I was standing in my dream to see which direction the planes were coming from, to my surprise they were flying west to east which doesn't make sense to me,since we live in PA. The people running past me were going north away from Philadelphia. I only tell the dream to people close to me because most people either don't believe it or don't believe God was showing me an actual future event. I believe that the Lord wants me to share what He has shown me 34 yrs. ago, at this time. Praise be to His Holy name for He has restored me back to Himself.The fact that I was not walking with God when the dream occurred, shows me that the gifts and calling of God are not taking back by Him.

The Lord has healed my backsliding heart through much chastening. I have lost my leg, and am paralyzed in the other leg. I wouldn't trade my infirmity for anything! It keeps me at His side, and He has blessed me with such a great love for Him, I can't put into words. Thank you Steve for your time.

God bless you and yours, RS