Chapter 4: THE PROPHECY

In the year 1973, a great deal of my time was spent researching any new clues from scripture about the Antichrist. Because of the world conditions, I was sure that he was about to be revealed. In the early part of 1974, a message came to me in the form of five dreams which covered a seven-day span of time. They were different, but all had a connecting theme. The first dream came to me on the night of December 30, 1973, the second dream on the night of January 1, 1974, the third dream on the night of January 3, 1974, and the fourth and fifth dreams came on the night of January 5, 1974. I did not know what they meant, but I did know that God was talking to me. Because I had been engaged in so deep a research about the Antichrist, I thought these dreams were some kind of message about him. I found out later that the dreams related to the great miracle in which I was going to be involved seven years later.

After an exhaustive study in the scriptures about the Antichrist on the evening of December 30, 1973, I retired for the evening at about 11:30 P.M. It was on this night that I had the first dream in which I saw myself sitting in a rocking chair, rocking to and fro, a cool breeze blowing over my face. I was so comfortable that it made me doze off to sleep and I felt as though I did not have a care or need in this world. On a bed next to me was my mother who was dying. Her plight did not concern me at all. I was not at all worried about her. Then, I felt a sharp pain in the tips of my fingers on my left hand. Looking down from the chair where I was sitting, I saw a giant, Great Dane dog biting my fingers. The dog appeared to very vicious, but I was not afraid of him. I slowly got up and enticed him to the front door. As he walked out, I slammed the door shut. I could hear him running around the house heading for the back door and as I ran through the house, I reached the door just as the big dog reached it. As he started to leap through the door, I slammed it shut and put my shoulder against it. I woke up and this was the end of dream number one.

Two nights later I had a second dream in which I saw myself standing on the door stoop of a strange, three-story house. The house was an old house, but it was new to me. Inside the house I could hear the awful wailing of a dog. Opening the door, I walked inside. With no people and no furniture, the house was empty. However, I could still hear the barking dog. Looking all around, I could not find anything.

After walking upstairs, I found that part of the house was empty too. I could still hear the barking dog whose barking was both wailful and threatening. At the head of the stairs I saw a closet and I opened the door. Inside the closet were two dogs that seemed to be twins except for their coloring. One was white and the other was black. They were of a small breed similar to a wire-haired terrier or a Scottish terrier. The black dog was lying stretched out on his side as if he were dead, and the white dog was sitting on top of the black dog. The white dog was barking, looking at me with evil eyes. I knew immediately that he was extremely evil. He tried to hypnotize me and I knew by some supernatural means that the dog was determined to destroy me but that he had no power over me. Since I knew that I had supernatural protection, I was not afraid. Suddenly, the dog came out of the closet and went out to meet people on the street. He was so little and cute that people would stop to pet him. Then, he would hypnotize them and they would float up to a giant furnace and burn. The dog disappeared quickly. I turned to further investigate the building and heard a knock at the front door. When I opened the door, there stood my best friend. I was surprised to see him. "Come in, Larry," I said . As he walked through the door, I suddenly knew it was not my friend, but was the white dog with the evil eyes disguised as my friend. He was making a deliberate attempt to destroy me, yet I was not afraid. When he tried to hypnotize me, I hypnotized him and he floated up to the furnace. The disguise burned up leaving the evil white dog laughing at me. This was the end of dream number two.

A night was skipped and then dream number three came in which I saw myself walking down a strange trail in an unfamiliar locale. Snowcapped mountains and tall trees were all around me. Carrying a sack of dog food on my shoulder, I came to a newly-built, ranch-style house which I had never seen before. As I approached, I could see through a large picture window of the house. A number of people were seated at a dining table and were eating. Some of the people were small children, but most of them were grown men. I realized that all the people there were from my family, but I did not recognize most of them. I recognized the one who came out and invited me inside to eat as being my sister-in-law. I declined with the excuse that it was absolutely necessary that I go into the back yard and feed the dog. Walking into the back yard, I laid the sack of dog food on a shelf and started to prepare it for a dog. At that very moment, a large, German Shepherd dog attempted to attack me. He charged, circled, and snapped at me continually, but he was unable to bite. I felt an invisible shield around me and I had no fear. I continued to prepare the food while the dog persisted in his attempt to attack. Suddenly, as if it came from a giant megaphone in the sky, there was a new announcement which informed me that my father had been assassinated in a political coup of some kind. The message was not entirely clear. This was the end of dream number three.

I now knew for sure that the dreams were bringing me a special message by supernatural means. I did not know what they meant or why I should be the recipient of the message. On the second night after the third dream which was the seventh day in the series, I received the fourth and fifth dreams. In dream number four, I saw myself walking down a cobblestone street with neat, white, small cottages on each side. There were other people walking in both directions on this street. Some of them were in groups laughing and talking. I could tell from their accent that they were English and I could tell from the terrain and architecture that I was not in America. Therefore, I concluded that I was in England. I came to a house which I knew to be mine and saw my family as I entered the home. I had never seen these people before but I knew them to be my family. Speaking with an English accent, they greeted me and then continued their discussion. I walked out into the back yard where I was greeted by my large, Collie dog. I started to play with him and my family came out to watch me play with the Collie. Just at that moment, my father walked through the back gate into the yard and without warning, the dog attacked him. I went to his aid in an effort to get the dog off of him. While the attack was going on, my family was laughing and clapping their hands as if they were cheering for the dog. I woke up and this ended dream number four.

It was as if I was jarred awake by the impact and realization that God was talking to me through these dreams. It brought on at first a feeling of awe, then worry. The question "Why?" kept coming to my mind. I must have remained awake and kept going over and over the dream for more than an hour before I finally went back to sleep. Dream number five came after going back to sleep.

In this dream I saw myself walking down a street in my old hometown. I was en route to the City Hall where the newly-elected mayor was going to appoint me to some official position with the new city administration. I was not sure what this position was to be, neither was I sure what my title would be. When I reached City Hall, I walked into the lobby where several people were standing around talking in little groups. I joined one of these groups and as I was discussing the new mayor, in he walked. His last name was White and he was a physician. Doctor White immediately started to explain what my position was to be with the city government and what my title would be. I could not understand what he was saying and he seemed to become annoyed with my failure to understand. At this point, two police officers walked into the lobby. Both officers were black and both officers had two dogs on leashes beside them. The mayor announced to all in the lobby that these two officers had brought in two new police dogs the city had just acquired and that the city was very proud of the two dogs. At that instant, some inmates of the city jail escaped and ran right past where we were standing. The police officers unleashed the dogs and gave them the command to catch the criminals. As the dogs charged, they ran past the escaping criminals and attacked some innocent bystanders. Running after the dogs, I screamed a command for them to stop the attack. The dogs immediately obeyed my command and came back to me with their tails tucked between their legs showing fear of me. Doctor White came up to me and said, "We need you to retrain our dogs."

I replied to the mayor, "It's not your dogs that need retraining; it's your people."

The mayor then started to explain to me again what my title would be with the city.

Still unable to understand what he was saying, I was invited by Doctor White to go outside of the building with him where we could get into his car and further discuss his offer.

Once outside the building, we walked up to the mayor's automobile which was new to me. Ironically, though, the car was a blue and white, 1953 model Chevrolet.

The mayor asked that I sit in the front seat and stated that he would sit in the back seat. When I got in the car, there was a third person sitting behind the wheel. This person's face was totally blank, however. I was not at all concerned about him even though I could not see any face on him. Putting my right arm on the back of the car seat, I turned my head so that I could face the mayor who, by this time, had gotten into the vehicle. I asked him again to explain in detail what my position would be and what title I would hold. As he started to tell me, the car suddenly began rolling backward down a grade and slammed into a tree. At this point I woke up.

PREPARATION

By this time, I knew for a fact that God had been talking to me and that He had given me an important message. I could not understand what He was telling me, though. I knew that when God said something of this nature that it had to be mighty important, but whatever it was He was telling me, I did not know. This kind of experience was too important to be wasted. I knew that if God would let me experience this sort of thing that He would make provisions for me to know what it meant. After pondering these happenings for several days, I decided to put all of the dreams on tape, not willing to trust to memory anything so important as this. During the next seven years, I played these tapes before many different groups and recounted all of the dreams in hope that God had given an interpretation to someone that was listening. This never happened. The interpretation that I did receive did not come until after the miracle and then, only in part. Parts of these dreams still remain a mystery. The interpretations that I did receive will be dealt within the latter part of this book.