About Extraordinary Visions

About Extraordinary Visions

In the last days, God says, I will pour out my spirit on all people.  Your sons and daughters will prophesy, your young men will see visions, your old men will dream dreams.   Acts 2: 17  (Today’s NIV)

Ten years ago, last December 18, 1996, I had a clear warning from God that I was going to die.  It was imminent and final.  A feeling came over me from the top of my head to the bottom of my toes.  Not unlike being suddenly dropped into an ice cold pond.    Nothing said or heard, but I knew it as surely as if I had seen my death certificate. 

I was in my car and driving on the interstate when it happened.  I thought it might be by a heart attack as my parents had already suffered 5 between them.  I started praying, white knuckles, eyes wide open, moving along at about 50 miles an hour.    I prayed out loud.

“God, my Father in heaven, if it is your will that I die, I am ready to go.  If it is your will that I live, I believe I can help bring others to you through our church.  I will do good work for you.”

There was a sudden peace, an instant calm, and a wonderful release of every burden in my world.  With it came the realization that God had heard my prayer and granted a reprive.  I immediately thanked Him, again out loud, and reaffirmed my promise to Him.  I continued to thank and praise God as I drove along.

The monster behind me.

A very few miles down the road I needed to cross several lanes to get to my exit.  I looked in my mirrors and saw that the next lane over was clear and that there was a large truck in the lane beyond that, about even with me.  I decided to move over one lane and speed up to get in position to change to the truck’s lane, and then exit.

I signaled, looked in my mirrors again, stepped on the gas to get a little more speed, then moved over to the next lane.   When I looked into my mirror once again, the entire back of the car seemed to be full of truck.  All I could see was a grill within inches of my trunk, virtually touching it.   Apparently he had moved into the same lane at the same time.   

My warning was not about a heart attack at all.  Had that truck caught my rear bumper, it would have turned me sideways and rolled over me as if over a snail, crushing the car.

My visions began on January 8, 1997.   This blog is about these visions and about yours if you choose to share. 

Whatever your lips utter you must be sure to do, because you made your vow freely to the LORD your God with your own mouth.  Deuteronomy 23:23 (Today’s NIV)

 Picture credit:  Me…    The banner picture was taken in my front yard.  Mama left her two babies about 30 feet from my front steps while she went off to parts unknown.   Took me forever to slip the door open enough to get the camera into position.   

I live alongside a wetlands and my property hosts a very diverse wildlife ranging from geese, beaver, muskrats, otter, deer, coyotes, fox and snapping turtles galore.   Lots of woodpeckers, owls, wild turkey and other birds as well.   Just outside of Atlanta, but near a national park.

Love it.  No hunting no fishing.  I don’t disturb my God given environment any more than is necessary to live in it.

All of these writings are mine – all rights reserved.

Copyright 1996 – 2007  James A. Tabb, Marietta, Ga

9 responses to “About Extraordinary Visions

  1. James,

    I found your webpage as I was Googling “Visions of Monks in black, or dark.” You see…I, like you have had only one vision of a Monk ..about a week ago.
    It was around 2:00am one morning . He appeared to me at the end of my bed. I am a Christian, have been for 10 years. This monk spoke to me through telepathy, and I heard the words deep in my soul, he said..”Repent, get ready, be alert, Jesus is going to return soon!”
    He also warned me about the book that God had given me to write 10 years ago that I never did anything with, or try to get published. It was on prophecy. This entire experience did freak me out a bit, and I did scream after it disappeared.
    I don’t know what to make of all of this. Thought maybe you could give me some insight, and advice. I thought when visions come from God, you’re not suppose to be scared!
    I hope to hear from you soon, maybe you’ll have some clear answers.
    Thank you for reading my message.

    Best Regards,
    Kim Garcia
    P.S. I used to live in Atlanta, but moved to Beaufort SC five years ago.
    (843)379-1522

  2. By God’s grace, I experience divine encounters quite often. I have seen our Lord Jesus over 25 times. I also had the privilege of seeing Holy Spirit face to face. He anointed my hands in a 14 minutes trance. To our Father, Lord Jesus and Holy Ghost be ALL the glory. Amen. Some of my experiences are found on our website, Rivers Of Living Water Church. Blessings. Prema Pelletier

  3. Cheryl Williamson

    Hi, about a week ago I woke in the night (not sure what time) to see a monk standing at the end of my bed. I was a little scared because I didn’t know what it (the vision) meant. The robe was very clear to see with a thick brown material . The monk was wearing the hood, but I could not see his face. Nothing was said to me.

    I am not a religious person, but I have always prayed and cared deeply for others.

    Cheryl W
    Australia

  4. I just did a forward domain to your site. Thank you so much, Bill

  5. how do I get a reply from the OldMan (said with love)? BB

  6. I am new to this site. However, I have seen visions recently that defy the scope of a human mind and I have written stuff that I don’t even understand. I ask myself is that even normal. I just want to know that I’m not alone in this venture.

  7. Forgive the length of my story. I have always been verbose. My intention is purely to share, but there is so much to tell….
    Mine was not of the physical eye, but, as has been described elsewhere on this site by another, with one’s ‘mind’s eye’.
    It was Dec 2003: me, a lapsed Roman Catholic for more than 10 years; the place, St. Catherine’s Monastery on Mt. Sinai.
    Among all the ancient effigies within this historic and holy of places, I came upon a hanging cloth, depicting a mountain range; and upon two mountains situated next to each other, in the centre, were the Holy Virgin and Jesus Christ, sitting on top of these mountains; and as if cushions, sitting on top of fire. This cloth was so different from everything else in the monastery; it’s colour was vibrant and appeared relatively new; it contradicted the sombre colours of the other effigies. darkened by age; the monastery, shrouded in low light and silence; and whereas everything within commanded reverence and humility, this cloth sang colour and life.
    Something drew me towards it, for a closer look. And that is when it happened.
    I leant into the cloth, my face just a few inches away, and it was here that I saw, in my mind’s eye, a sudden, massive explosion: a huge. colossal wall of fire was coming toward me, growing and multiplying with such an uncontrollable ferocity. I instinctively flinched: just like when you open an oven door ; or if you stand too near a fire, you know the heat is unbearable. But, with the same speed as I had flinched, I said to myself, ‘no: don’t move’. I decided to stand and face it. (This is all happening within a millisecond).
    Then the fire approached and was upon my face. However, instead of the sensation I had thought, as the flames touched my face, enveloped my whole head, the sensation I received was of the most coolest of sensations I had ever experienced. It was beautiful; the flames turned to what I can only describe now, in hindsight, as silk; the flames had changed into white and blue; the softness and coolness of the silk like flames were upon my whole face and head, smothering and covering me. Then, the flames began to depart, beginning from the middle, spreading outward. I could see the cloth again, dimly, the images of the Virgin Mary and Christ in the background; but that’s not what was dominating my vision now: the word ‘LOVE’ had appeared, hovering, growing bigger, in the middle, as the flames dispersed around in a circular fashion. Then the word, and the vision disappeared. I stood blinking at the cloth again, the holy figures staring blankly back at me.
    My personal story, my developing relationship with God and Jesus Christ, does not end here, as you may be able to gather, But for the purposes of this site, this is what I wanted to share and rejoice in, with you.
    May God be with you all.

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