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“God showed me a vision”

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I’ve debated for a couple of years now, whether or not to share my vision. A vision that I hold near, and dear. I had originally planned to keep it as my own little treasure.

But with all thats going on in, and around the world, I wanted to share a bit of hope. I want to say to all of you that are not there yet, please find a way to have a personal relationship with the Lord, and with that being said.

I’ve always known that God loved me, but around the time of the vision, I felt in my heart that he was exceptionally happy with me, because he showered me with lots of love, attention, and a healthy dose of discipline. He rewards you for doing what’s right in his sight, and when you dont he’ll let you dangle on the edge for awhile, but he catches you just before you fall.

God was, and is on my mind from the moment that he wakes me up, and until the time that I fall asleep. During this time I had many dreams, and all of the dreams had a message attached to them, but the vision was very powerful.

In the wee hours of the morning I laid there somewhere in between half asleep, and half awake when I saw the most beautiful vision of Jesus on the cross. It was so vivid, so real that it woke me up, and jolted me right up in the bed, as It lingered. I had a feeling of euphoria as I did during most of my encounters with God. It was as if I was somewhere else, right there near him.

This vision made me cry, as I’m crying right now writing this, every time that I relive my testimonies I get emotional. This only reinforced what I already knew, that God is real, and the bible is true. What made it even more touching was that, as Jesus hung on the cross, behind him was the most beautiful rainbow that I had ever seen. The colors were bolder than what we would normally see in a rainbow.

It was a special blessing. If you’ve read my other two testimonies “My Rainbow,”and “Another Rainbow” then you would know about my love of rainbows, and how God has sent me a message through “Another Rainbow,” and then showed me a rainbow in “My Rainbow” when I prayed, and asked him to.

I don’t have all, or most of the answers, but I can tell you that God loves us all. I can only tell you of what God has done in my life, my testimonies. I do know that If you seek him out for yourself, your faith, and trust in him will only grow. There is no alternative, as we’re living in the last days. Be alert, Stay safe, and God bless.

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God healed me from cancer

Pat Horn

At the end of December 2014 I had feelings of hope. I was turning fifty, and making plans for the future. But as they say God was truly laughing while I was planning. Just days before turning fifty, and 8 days before Christmas I had frequent bouts of nausea, vomiting, along with dizziness.

Saying that I was scared was an understatement. The day after Christmas that inner voice told me to do a self breast exam, and that’s when I found the lump. I spent the entire night crying, because I had stopped getting my yearly mammograms after my mom died.

I felt bad for my first primary care doctor, because she was very kind and visibly shaken as she held my hand. I said it’s cancer isn’t it, and she said yes, I started crying again and asked her if I was going to die. She said you’ll be fine and I’m very sorry that this happened to you, because you are such a nice lady.

I knew instantly that God was punishing me for not changing my lifestyle. The next day when I was finally alone, I found myself in the corner of the room distraught, and crying uncontrollably. I cried out to God and asked why me out of all of the rotten people in the world, why me I said over and over.

I said I’m not a bad person, I have never tried to hurt anyone purposely. Within seconds I felt God’s presence hovering over me, but it seemed as if we were face to face. He said in a surprised, but comforting voice why not you, as I continued pleading with him saying no not me as I cried. He then repeated again why not you.

With my eyes still closed I repeatedly said ok as I asked God was I going to be ok, and he said yes. I repeatedly said ok, and that’s when a spirit of peace came over my entire body, and I knew that I would be fine.

I immediately accepted it and stopped crying as I opened my eyes. (Jeremiah 30:17) “But I will restore you to health and heal your wounds; declares the Lord. That’s when I suddenly realized what had just happened here.

I freaked out and jumped into my bed, and just looked around as if he was going to appear. I covered my mouth with my hands as I repeated over and over God spoke to me, God spoke to me.

(Psalm 34:18) The Lord is close to the brokenhearted, and saves those who are crushed in spirit. Afterwards I got up and put my favorite music on, as I danced and sang along with the music, and had a party of one, while doing chores.

I went to work a few hours later with joy in my heart even though I had received a cancer diagnosis the previous day. I was ready for whatever came my way, until it actually came my way in the form of a bald head, three surgeries, six months of chemo, and five weeks of radiation.

When things got rough, and I wanted to give up, I remembered God’s promise, and remembering it gave me peace. (John 14:27) Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you, not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.

Read all about the things that God has said to me, and all about the miracles that he performed for me in my up and coming book titled “What he told me.”

Update To “God Showed Me A Vision”

It’s been awhile, since I posted my previous testimony titled “God Showed Me A Vision,” and I shamefully admit now that, I wasn’t true to the vision that God had shown me. The culprit was fear, and I’ve been haunted by it ever since. I was afraid to take a stand, out of fear of what others might think, but never again will I deviate from what God shows me, or from what I know to be true. (Matthew 27:28) states, And they stripped him, and put on him a (Scarlet Robe).

(Mark 15:17) And they clothed him with (Purple), and platted a crown of thorns, and put it about his head. (John 19:2) And the soldiers platted a crown of thorns, and put it on his head, and they put on him a (Purple Robe). Why does (Matthew 27:28) contradict (Mark 15:17) and (John 9:2) by indicating a (Scarlet Robe) verses a (Purple Robe) ?

Scripture states in (Matthew 27:31) And after that they had mocked him, they took the robe off from him, and put his own raiment on him, and led him away to crucify him. Scripture states also in (Mark 15:20) And when they had mocked him, they took off the (Purple) from him, and put his own clothes on him, and led him out to crucify him. But, in (John 19:23) it states that, Then the soldiers, (when they had crucified Jesus), took his garments, and made four parts, to every soldier a part; and also his coat: now the coat was without seam, woven from the top throughout.

Matthew and Mark states that Jesus’s robe was removed prior to his crucifixion? But, in (John 19:23) it doesn’t state when his robe was removed. This is why I updated the previous post. Why would God show me a vision of Jesus lying on a wooden cross, draped in the most beautiful shade of purple, that blew forcefully in the wind?

Why did God strategically place the most exquisite rainbow directly behind Jesus? Possibly a reminder of the covenant? But, most of all, why was the vision live, and why did it feel as if I was right there in it? Some might say that the vision was purely symbolic, maybe , maybe not I don’t know. I’m not a bible scholar, nor am I a member of the clergy.

But, however it may be interpreted, I believe God for the vision, until he tells me otherwise. During the vision, I intentionally focused on the rainbow, and the purple robe to avoid seeing Jesus on the cross. I was afraid to look directly at him, because the vision was live, and I didn’t want that etched in my mind.

Although, I could still see him from the corner of my eye, If I had looked directly at him, it would have scarred me for life. The rainbow was so vivid, and the purple robe flowed while commanding my attention. I now regret all of my choices, but the vision has now passed, and God has moved on from it.

To me personally, the other precious part of this is that it’s Good Friday, and I have been working on this testimony off, and on for months . I realized last night that this post would be published today, and thought wow, it wasn’t planned, it was purely coincidental. The funny thing is that, most people already know that I adore rainbows, and that purple is, and has always been my favorite color.

(Habakkuk 2:1-3) I will stand upon my watch, and set me upon the tower, and will watch to see what he will say unto me, and what I shall answer when I am reproved. And the LORD answered me, and said, Write the vision, and make it plain upon tables, that he may run that readeth it. For the vision is yet for an appointed time, but at the end it shall speak, and not lie: though it tarry, wait for it, because it will surely come, it will not tarry.

The Boost

My day started off no different than any other, except for the fact that I had met up with my eldest sister in the parking lot of a very crowded mini mall. She had just left work for the day, and we hadn’t seen one another in quite some time. We laughed, and talked for hours in separate cars of course, because of the coronavirus. We watched as shoppers came, and went, especially at the other end of the parking lot. (Proverbs 15:3) “The eyes of the LORD are in every place, beholding the evil and the good.”

Shortly thereafter, we were interrupted by woman who had walked up to the passenger side of my car. I’m assuming that I was approached first, because of the proximity of my vehicle. She said excuse me Ms., can you please give us a boost, we’re stranded on the other side of the parking lot. She had a child in tow, that looked to be about ten years old. She continued on with, my friend is a Minister, and she’s waiting over by the car.

I was caught completely off guard, because I couldn’t understand why she had bypassed dozens of people that were positioned near them, Instead of walking clear across the parking lot to us. Especially when my sister, and I had intentionally parked in the corner of the parking lot to have some privacy < first clue. Was it even possible that the majority of people that were in the parking lot, had turned the ladies down? (Matthew 5:42) “Give to him that asketh of thee, and from him that would borrow of thee turn not thou away.” I tried to defer the situation by looking at my sister, and saying that she wants a boost, but my sister shook her head in a gesture of no.

Silently, I had hoped that my sister would do it, so that I wouldn’t have to. Although, I felt sorry for them, I was afraid to. You see, several years ago a stranger begged me for a boost, he even offered to pay, but I said no. He then said that he was late for work, so I did it begrudgingly. The next morning, I jumped into my car only to realize that my battery was completely dead. The new battery cost me $100 dollars, at a time when I couldn’t afford it, so I vowed to never give out another boost.

As I sat there listening to her repeated pleas, thoughts of my prior experience played on in my head. She walked away disappointed, after I explained the reasoning behind saying no. My sister reminded me that she was in need of a battery as well, that’s why she had refused. My sister, and I continued our conversation for a few minutes more, until another lady had approached my car. It was the actual Minister who had walked clear across the parking lot to ask me for a boost herself. I began to feel as if this wasn’t about my sister, and that it was more about my actions. Could it be another test?

I explained for a second time that I was fearful of giving a boost, and just as her friend had done moments earlier, she to had walked away disappointed. God had given me a second chance to rectify the situation, and even though I had experienced a strong nudging in my spirit to do it, I said no. (2 Timothy 1:7) “For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.” My sister, and I went our separate ways, but the guilt left with me. It tormented me throughout the night, and into the morning.

That evening, I went on to discuss my feelings of guilt, and regret with others. I even apologized to God for not giving the boost, but it was to little, to late. I jumped into my car, the following morning to run a few errands. As I pulled down on the gear shift, it fell apart. Imagine the horror of me sitting there with the car running, while my gear shift dangled like a cooked spaghetti noodle. I freaked out, because now, I was the one who was stranded. The very first thought in my mind, was the image of me refusing to give the ladies, one being a minister of all people a boost.

God was letting me know precisely why this was happening. It was a test, as was the first boost. No doubt, that I was being punished both times. Initially, I was upset over the severity of the punishment, but moments later I just shook my head, and had a good loud laugh. This meeting between myself, my sister, and the two women, wasn’t by chance. God had orchestrated it, and I had missed an opportunity, but for what? I’ll never know. All of the signs were there, even though I willfully ignored them. In the end, it cost me almost $350 that I didn’t have, just to repair my car. (Galatians 6:2) “Bear ye one another’s burdens, and so fulfill the law of Christ.” All Glory to God.

“They meant it for harm, but God meant it for good”

Tuesday I was laid off from a Job that I had worked at for many years. Understand that I’m not at all upset about being laid off from there, because the environment was toxic. However, I was upset over the manner in which I was let go.

I was told that my services were no longer needed just one day, before I was scheduled to return to work. And just one day before my employers sold the business. I thought it strange that I had never met the new owners though.

To top it off no one could explain to me why my five other co-workers were still employed there under the new ownership. This is when I knew that it was personal. I had been slandered, and singled out to be laid off by one or more of the previous owners, and possibly two of my co-workers.

I met with my soon to be ex-employers that afternoon. They were a set of husband, and wife teams. The husbands were riddled with grief, and guilt, as they both choked, and became teary eyed. The wives appeared happy about what happened.

The husbands kept asking me will I be ok, and as bold as a lion I said I’ll be fine. I’ve got God, and God will take care of me, and they said I know God is with you. They said this, because every weapon they formed against me never prospered.

Previously one of their wives had accused me of sleeping with her husband, which wasn’t true. She was a very jealous, and insecure woman who hated any woman that her husband admired.

He only spoke highly of me, because he appreciated my work, and years of service. He asked me to forgive her, but I had already forgiven her for all of the things she had done to me even though she continued to be a thorn in my side until the very end.

To understand what God did, I have to take you back to June 2019. Fed up with them, and working there I went looking for a new job. I applied for three jobs, and got hired by one even though God kept telling me no, not yet. I took the new job anyway, but hadn’t quit my old job yet.

The day of my orientation which was in June, God had punished me with back spasms for being stubborn. I ended up in the hospital, and then had to return to my old job. When God says no, he means it. By now several months had passed, and I constantly reminded God that I was tired of working there.

Last month in late October I received a phone call from a Christian organization, that was looking to hire me. Which was one of the three jobs that I had applied for in June. But I didn’t call her back, because I still had a Job.

Then one month later, I was laid off from my job on Tuesday November 19th 2019. I prayed, and talked to God as I moped around the house until that coming Friday. That’s when the spirit urged me to stop what I was doing, and call the Christian organization back to see if the position was still available. So I did, and it was.

The store manager had answered the phone. During our conversation, she said that she was surprised that she had went back several months to find my application, and to call me. She said that she had never gone back that far to hire someone.

I told her that it was Gods hand at work, and she responded with I believe that. Finally, she also said that she was on her way out the door when I called, and that she almost never answers the phone. She paused, and said huh, but I just laughed and thought all God.

During my interview I sat quietly as she explained that everything they do is based around the Lord, and helping people. And that it’s a Christian based atmosphere where they pray before the shift starts. She said that she had another interview to do, after mine.

She, and I laughed, and talked about the Lord. She was shocked when I informed her of my website, and told her that it’s based on my experiences with God. She said that she was so excited to meet me, and that she enjoyed our conversation. She called me back an hour later, and I was hired.

In short, God held up that job that I applied for several months ago just for me, because everyone she hired never showed up, or didn’t work out. My former employers let me go with one days notice prior to them selling the place.

But the new owners kept all of my co-workers except me, because of slander. But God gave me another job within three days. Know that as I write this, my soul is at peace. What my former employers meant for harm, God meant for good. All glory to God, stay blessed.

“Stop telling the devil your plans”

While the devil is not omniscient, he can surely hear every word that we utter. I finally realized that I needed to ward him off with a little silence please.

One day I started noticing a pattern, after I spoke out loud that I would read my bible when I got home from work, and my only pair of reading glasses snapped in half as I dug into my purse that night.

On this day I spoke out loud that I would read my bible, and meditate before work. After opening my bible, two separate neighbors argued continuously with their significant others, until the police was called by one of the couples. It went silent when I closed my bible, and started preparing for work.

Another time I spoke out loud that I would read some scriptures when I arrived at work. The devil was listening, because what should have been a slow night became stressful, and overwheming. The devil kept me busy with unnecessary requests from the customers, along with both office phones ringing repeatedly the entire night.

On my work days quite often I would say out loud, I sure hope that my employers aren’t there today, and every time they were. These were days that they normally would not be there. I started noticing when I kept quiet they wouldn’t show up.

I spoke out loud, again saying that I would start staying up late talking to God, and reading my bible like I use to. But the enemy of air heard every word. After every attempt I became extremely tired, and fell asleep.

On this day I was so excited to find some old bible tapes at a yard sale, that I told everyone about it. As soon as I stuck one of the tapes into my tape recorder it broke, after many years of working just fine.

Recently, I told someone about the peace that I’ve been having since I stop telling the devil my plans. But, as soon as I arrived at work an hour later all hell broke loose. It was so bad that I had to repeat devil get thee under my feet, in the name of the Lord. Things went calm after that.

I recently went to the library earlier in the day to clean up my manuscript, and avoid the high school kids who were just there to socialize. I said out loud, I sure hope all of those teenagers aren’t there today. 10 minutes after I arrived they showed up, and sat right in front of me, but I worked through the noise, because I was aware of what was happening.

Some of these stories happened many times. There is so much more to tell, but it would take many posts. I tested the devil for two days. I only spoke in riddles, and I never uttered a word out of my mouth, about any plans pertaining to God. I just did it.

The results were, I was able to work on my spiritual manuscript, and meditate. I listened to worship music, and read my bible repeatedly within that 48 hour window. I enjoyed peace, and tranquility, and every person that I encountered within those two days had been unusually pleasant. What else can I say other than “Silence really is Golden”.

“The devil is always in the details”

I have always considered myself to be too loyal. Not only to people who showed themselves loyal, but especially to people whom I thought wasn’t deserving of my loyalty.

Thus ending in miscommunication, and or hurt feelings, which were usually mine. That is until I realized what was happening, and moreover what if God felt the same way?

Over the course of your life have you ever helped the same, or multiple people out of a pinch with cash, or a ride etc.. when no one else would?

Or maybe you were an encourager, always having a kind word or two, and afterwards they turned around and repaid you by acting as if you didn’t exist, once they got what they needed.

(Proverbs 19:17) He that hath pity upon the poor lendeth unto the LORD; and that which he hath given will he pay him again.

Finally, were any of those same people there for you, when you were facing hard times? Did they offer any type of assistance, and really mean it. Of course they didn’t, because it was all in Gods plan.

Did It make you feel stupid, and or taken advantage of, right before God blessed you for helping them. Well welcome to the club, because none of it happened by chance.

But the devil is always in the details, because I use to take it personally, and get angry. Only to cry out to God afterwards by foolishly asking him where’s my comforter. That is until, he reminded me that it was him.

(2 Corinthians 1:4) “Who comforteth us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort them which are in any trouble, by the comfort wherewith we ourselves are comforted of God.”

It could have been family members, an aquaintence or foe. You were selected by God to be there for them, whether you wanted to or not. Or whether they know it or not. Because, God uses his toughest most compassionate, and selfless soldiers to do his will.

Even though, I will never fully trust people, there’s one thing that I can surely count on. (Hebrews 13:8) Jesus Christ the same yesterday, and today, and forever.

Little boy lost

Oh little boy what will you do

Thats your new family, its called a crew

You always said that you wanted to be free

But, when did your I turn into we

The drugs, the drivebys to not lose clout

You’re In to deep with no way out

With hate, and destruction on your mind,

Your former life you left behind

Now here you go, in and out of jail,

I missed your call, did you say you need bail.

Come back home, do right be cool,

It’s never to late to return to school.

Stop it, before you’re six feet below,

Or up in jail as somebodies ho.

Oh so angry, and bitter at the world,

And guess what else, your boys dating your girl.

Poem by,

Pat Horn

“I prayed to be healed, while at Church”

It began around 8pm, while I was at work on a Friday night. I felt a painful burning sensation in my wrist. I was shocked to see that it was swollen, and I said to myself when did this happen.

I shrugged it off as the residual affects of the cancer drug that I’m still on, and said well I’ll make a Dr’s. Appt if it doesn’t go away.

But the pain increased, and when I arrived home from work I wrapped it up, and I continued to take large amounts of pain pills to no avail. It was to the point where the slightest bend in my wrist was extremely painful.

Saturday came and went, and Sunday morning arrived just in time for Church. While getting ready for Church I said I’ll just pray to God for healing while I’m in Church.

Now mind you that God has healed me in different places other than Church, but for some reason I wanted to ask of God during Church. I arrived at Church, feeling great other than my wrist aching.

The choir started singing “Cleanse me oh Lord,” and immediately the tears started flowing, and at that moment I started praying to God, about my wrist, and I felt his presence in the room.

I said God please heal me, heal my wrist, I don’t know what this is: but I know that you can do it if you’re willing. I repeated this, and quickly forgot all about it, because the choir was singing so good.

I was (clapping), and praising like there was no tomorrow with both hands in hindsight. When the service was over I jumped into my car feeling great, ready to go to work.

That’s when I noticed that I had no pain. I quickly unwrapped the bandage to see if the swelling was also gone, and it was. I started screaming, praising, and dancing in my car as I drove home. No pain or swelling since, our God is a healer, and I thank him continuously for all that he does for me.

I would like to take a moment to thank two more Ladies that have continued to support my work. Shon D, and Nikki thank you, I pray that God blesses you with overflowing mercy, and peace on your journey.

“Prey”

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Surfing the chat line I came across him
What was his name Mike, Tom or Jim

He went online to prey on young girls
To break their hearts and crush their worlds

I was online just bored and playing around
I thought it was safer than running around town

But you and your friend had other plans
When I jumped in your car there was a gun in his hand

You both taught me lessons I wasn’t ready to learn
You stole my innocence with little to no concern

This I know I won’t  be the same
Oh Lord, oh Lord these guys the games

Be careful young ladies these boys can’t be tamed
Their parents don’t even know them Its sad it’s a shame

They have no real purpose in this life
Other than raping young girls with a gun or a knife

I won’t live as a victim or try to pretend
That I’m not praying for their untimely end

Poem, by
Pat Horn

God Showed Them

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My previous place of employment was not an easy place to work. Not only were my employers difficult to work for they were hard to get along with.

The real issues began when a new employee, and a former employee who were of the same nationality as the owners started working there. I had worked there for many years, with little to no fanfare.

My employer informed me that these two guys were fighting to get my shift on afternoons, and that’s why I was being harassed. It didn’t work, so they found other ways to irritate me.

They claimed that the lights in our work area at my Job were too dim, and that it hindered them from seeing properly to carry out their duties. So the owner replaced the old bulbs with new high powered bulbs that were too bright. But the new bulbs hurt my eyes, and the heat from it was awful.

I told my employer that it hurts my eyes, and he ignored me. Mind you these guys were my employers friends as well as my co-workers. I started unscrewing one of the light bulbs while I was on duty. And on a few ocassions I forgot to screw it back in before either of my co-workers came in for the midnight shift.

The next day one of my employers told me to stop unscrewing the light bulb, and I told him no, because it hurts my eyes. I continued to unscrew it on my shift, and my two co-workers continued to complain.

I’ll admit that sometimes I would intentionally not screw the bulb back in until my co- workers arrived for their shift. Just to give them something to talk about, because they caused me so much grief. This back, and forth went on for weeks, until I got angry, and then God stepped in.

The day of the confrontation I arrived at work, only to hear the same owner repeating to me Pat, stop unscrewing the light bulb. I yelled out loud who’s complaining, I told him that I already know I just want to hear you say it.

My employer, and I started arguing, and afterwards he amitted that it was the two co-workers that I had suspected. And just when I became totally frustrated, I screamed at the top of my lungs saying, but it hurts my eyes.

At that very moment when I screamed, we heard a very loud pop sound which caused us both to jump. At first we thought that it was a gun shot. Then we looked up to see that the light bulb that we were arguing about, had blown out.

My employer looked freightened, but I knew that It was God. I smiled, and said to him do you see that, that was my God. He’s telling you to back up off of his child or he will get you. I said my God protects his children.

He stood there in shock, just staring at me for a couple of minutes. He then went to another part of the building to get some repairs done. He left the light fixture, and bulbs alone for the night. He never said another word to me, until he left for the evening, and said I’ll see you later.

Sadly there is a second part to this story, which I will post tomorrow. You have to read it to see how this true story came full circle. They refused to accept the fact that God was intervening for me. God intervened on many ocassions during our conflicts, which led to my employer telling me that he knows that God is with me. That’s why I praise God.