"Pat"
Dan, who had gone with us to the university and helped with the prophetic prayer table, called me and invited me to lunch. We went to the local Western Sizzler where there was a buffet.
He started out telling me what Scott had told him about when we had walked out the door of the student union and how I had walked into one of my dreams. He asked me to repeat the story to him and I did so.
Dan then asked me if something like that had ever happened to me before. I told him that it had several times in my life. He wanted to hear another story. Because it related to where we went to church, I told him about the conference where Lori and I had first come to Metro to attend and how I had seen the guy from my “The Man” dream who was sitting in the wheelchair.
He was really taken aback. He then informed me that he lived with Pat renting one of his rooms. He asked if he could repeat the story to him and I agreed, but with a caution that I did not know fully what that meant yet.
A few days later I got a call from Dan. He had told Pat the story and Pat had asked if I would come over Monday evening. I agreed to and that Monday was my first meeting with Pat. I went over the story again with him and told him a few more. He told me some of his stories on the prophetic and we had a really great time.
A week or so later, Dan called me again and told me Pat asked if I could come over again next Monday. I did so.
This time things got very intense. The Holy Spirit’s presence was strong, the second heaven opened up to me and the Lord shared numerous things with us. At the end of the meeting, we agreed to meet the next Monday too. I felt the urge of the Lord to invite Scott as well and asked Pat if that would be ok. He agreed.
The next week Scott and I went over to Pat’s house, and I introduced them. He was excited to come as he had heard a lot about him as he worked with Mike, Pat’s brother who pastored the church. Things just took off from there and the second heaven opened up for me again and an angel showed up, with a message written on what looked like a scroll.
Scott had gotten a word that a message would be coming for him, and we got a piece of paper and I read off the message as they wrote it down. It was hard for me to read and my eyes watered as I tried to read it. I had to constantly take breaks, but we got through it.
When we were done writing it all down, the angel started spinning around and when he slowed down, I could see it had been Jesus the all along. It was wonderful to see him again.
We started meeting on Monday nights, I invited Lori, Julia and we started adding others as we went, growing into a regular Monday night home group meeting type thing.
It turned into the best of times for most all that attended. It became that we could hardly wait a whole week for the next meeting.