Dream
05-01-2014
Steve's Shadowman
Another brother in the Lord and I was driving down a street. When in front of us, I noticed a shadow of a man going back and forth through out the buildings. In and out of apartment complexes. The shadow clung to the walls and flew from wall to wall like a bird. The shape would expand and contract and deform, but retaining a shape of a man. The shadow sometimes filling a whole wall. I told my brother "Look at that!" Inside my spirit I knew it was a being or spirit. Alive and sentient.
So when we had drove past it, I said to my brother lets see what this thing is, because I was curious. I began to drive backwards in reverse and saw that the shadowman was in my path behind us. Through the rear view mirror this shadow saw me and I saw it. Both realizing we knew of each others existence. We both sensed it. As we pass him, this shadow didn't care and swoon off going back and forth amongst the apartments. I am not sure, but kind of like he was looking for something. All though out this dream I had no fear. The fear or sense that this was all demonic. It just was.
We ended up at the bottom of a cul-de-sac. I turned to my brother and said, "Let's go and find out what this thing is". And he said, "OK". So we drove forward again and followed the shadow into an apartment complex. The complex was three stories high with the bottom apartments half below ground. Surrounded with an eight foot concrete brick wall. The walls tapered down for the entrance and drive way. We drove to the left side where we last saw the shadow. I then saw him in rear view mirror again. This time, this shadow really knew we knew him as a person, because he knew we were following him. As I was backing up, he swooshed again to my right side. We continued to back out of the drive way slowly and stopped, when my brother said "Look!". We stopped half way on the property and half way on the street. I looked and saw this shadow standing with a shape and size of a normal man. He stood on the left side of the entrance, on the sidewalk which was slightly above grade than the street. Right away this shadow takes his left hand and pulls down, like a mask made of shadow, from the top of his head down to his neck line. Behind this mask was a normal man's head and face. His head three dimensional and his body two dimensional. The rest of his body was shadow. He had blond hair, white skin, clean shaved. A man's face I have never seen before and did not recognize. He then began to sign to us, and it was clear he was mute. He motioned with his left arm and hand, pointed to us then back to in front of his feet a couple of times. To come here and stand in front of him. I got out of the drivers side and walked up to where he pointed to. I was filled with curiosity. I faced him. I am not sure, but I think my intention was to rebuke this thing, I am assuming to be a demon to fall to the ground. But before a thought entered my mind, he waved his hand and I was face planted to the ground. I laid in a small eight inch wide gutter for water drainage, and it was dry. I became angry that I had no power over this spirit. Immediately in my spirit, I used "In the name of Jesus..." over and over. About five times. In my past dreams, it would only take three times and it would come out of fear, that I would get out of trouble, but this time it was coming out of me from anger. Anger because "I" didn't have power. As I was saying this, I kept trying to wave my left arm up and sort of shoo this shadow away. Each time anger building more and more, and trying to use my strength of will more and more. Where towards the last incantation I said, with all the might that was in me, I waved my left arm to strike this shadow away, so hard “THUD”, that I awoke flinging my arm against my bedroom wall and waving into the air.
What I realized afterward. I profaned the name of God. I used it for my own sense of power and not the Love that lives in me. I used the name of God in vain, from this dream - I am very, very sorry. And I asked for forgiveness. Even though, I know our dreams are not counted to us as sin, it was out of my heart within this dream. Not manifested in the flesh. But who is to say if any similar fleshly or worldly thing would come my way, I would have no idea what I would be doing, till after it happens. This is why as exampled in Malachi, to guard your hearts. Again, it is written, that mans heart is evil and every evil deed comes out of the heart. We must continually ask God for forgiveness and ask for Him to shape our will for His glory.
Still, after a little bit longer, the thought came to me. Maybe this shadowman is a reflection of me, my pride. One of my character traits trying to get into people’s houses to see what they are doing. This is why God left it up to me to take care of. This is why this character was a shadow, why he was so powerful. Maybe it is a reflection of both demon and me in concert.
Ecclesiastes 6:12 The Janke Translation (tjt)
For who knows what is good for a man in life, even a value of the days in a man's meaningless life, as the man makes these days like a shadow? Who tells the man what his legacy is after he dies, in this reality?
sj