Jules sits in her Fiat, waiting for God to reveal His presence. As she waits for the Lord, her gaze fixes on the small details of a Smith and Wesson resting on her skirt. It’s not easy for a girl struggling between two opinions—good and evil—while navigating the burdens of life. What else is a woman on the edge of adulthood to do? She believes her life depends on a saving grace as streaks of lights pass her on the road. "I'm not leaving until I see you," she says. "I need you or else." In...

What should a believer do when demonic forces appear in a dream? The answer to this question became personal when I found myself standing in a room witnessing something deeply unsettling. My husband and I were standing a few feet away from two animal-like creatures fighting. As we watch, my husband is confident in discerning who he believes he sees. “That’s Satan!” he says, gesturing at the two figures. Then, an eerie silence falls. They stare at us; we stare back. One in particular is...

My eyes are shut, and I’m somewhere between being asleep and awake. I see Jesus approaching a large, white building. He is wearing a long, white robe, as in my first dream, and every subsequent encounter. I, too, am wearing white. I vividly recall wearing a white pantsuit and a pair of dark heels. As Jesus nears the entrance of this building, I narrowly close in. Because of the shoes, I labor to keep up with His pace. Assuming He knows that I’m struggling, He stops and turns around. He...