Steve Heine - Visions Spirits and Talking to God

As a child, I suffered from severe child abuse, and at one point, at the age of six years old, I was beaten so badly that my spirit actually left my body, and I traveled through the tunnel following the light until I came out the other side and stood at the veil of paradise where my dead brother and other deceased family members came out through the veil to meet me.

After allowing me some time with my loved ones, this great big man with long brown hair and a beard and wearing a bright white robe came over to me and picked me up and gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek and then told me that he needed to talk to me and that I had to listen because it was very important.

I just remember staring into his blue-green eyes and nodding my head as I felt the love that surrounded him. He told me that it wasnt my time yet and that I had to go back because he had important things that he said that I had to do for him.

After talking to me, he gave another hug and a kiss on the cheek and promised me that if I did the things that he asked of me that I would one day be able to return to paradise with him and the other members of my family.

The next thing I remember was waking up in the childrens ward at the hospital in a full body cast from my nose to my toes. Ever since being sent back to earth by the Lord, I have been able to see spirits or know when something is going to happen before it happens. I see auras around people and seem to know when people are going to die, but I have learned not to say anything in case Im wrong. I see visions of things that are going to happen as if to warn me to be prepared for something. I see things in the not-too-distant future as far as things that are going to happen in my own life, and they usually happen. I cannot predict the future or read minds or anything like that, but I can tell if someone is sincere when they are talking to me and know if they have a good spirit. So, I have decided to put these things down on paper in the form of a book to tell people the things that are possible when you keep the Lord true in your heart and let him lead you in the journey called life, always keeping the faith and putting God first. I pray that this book helps others understand what God has in store for them, and I want you also to know that I myself couldnt understand most of my own visions until I found the true church of God when I joined the Mormon church and became a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints . After I was baptized on the nineteenth of June in the year of our Lord 2010, a lot of the visions have come back to me and those that I couldnt understand because I had not seen them in their entirety were suddenly coming back, and now I am able to make sense of them. I pray that by reading this book it will help you understand your own visions or understand what the Lord is saying to you or telling you things in your own future.

Love in Jesus Christ,

Steve Heine

I have learned that if you read the Word every day and get down on your knees and bow your head and humble yourself before God and have a personal relationship with him, the visions soon follow but sometimes are hard to understand, but through prayer and faith in God the Father, he will help you. I believe that we all have this ability if we learn to put God first. Have faith . There is nothing that we cannot accomplish.

Love in Jesus Christ,

Steve Heine

The White Stallion

Id first seen this big white stallion when I was a small child. I had just gotten out of the hospital, and I was recuperating at my grandparents farm in Cloquet, Minnesota. I was still in a body cast and had been carried into the living room by my grandfather and laid on a daybed so that I could look out the window.

As I was looking out the window across the meadow and down toward the creek, there in the pasture stood this beautiful big white stallion, and I called my grandparents to come and see this white horse, and they both came and looked out the window, but neither of them saw it. I just kept telling them, Look, hes right down there by the creek, dont you see him? They both looked out the window again and this time grandpa said that he saw him, but I saw him look at Grandma and wink, and I knew that he was just funning me; he just pretended to see him.

I saw that white stallion three or four more times in the next few months, but of course, nobody else ever saw him and when I told my grandma she said that he must be a spirit that the Lord sent to watch over me. Then I understood that this was a spirit horse.

Then I didnt see this spirit horse for many years and just thought him to be part of a childhood imagination. Then one night as I was coming home from work, in the dark of the night, there he was again in all his glory. Standing by the gate on a logging road.

He was on my left as I was driving down the road, and I couldnt believe my eyes. I slowed down to look at him with his head held high and his white mane blowing in the wind, and he was pawing the ground in front of him; he was magnificent. As I passed by, all I could do was admire him, and as I got farther up the road, I decided to turn around and go back and look at him again, but when I returned to the logging road, he was gone.

I had not seen this magnificent stallion since I was six years old, and then forty-nine years later, he decides to show back up. It was the summer of 2008, and I felt like I was being reunited with an old friend. That year, I saw him at least a half a dozen times, and he was always there on the logging road waiting for me to drive by and then he would disappear. I would see him several times over the next few years as if he was watching over me, waiting for me to return.

Then in 2015, I was in bed, and I had just finished saying my prayers, and I had a vision of my white stallion in my head. My eyes were closed, and it was like someone turned on a color television, and there he was my white stallion in all his beautiful, splendid glory.

Then suddenly the vision changed, and there I was riding this magnificent white stallion into battle. I had long hair and a long beard and huge shoulders and arms, and I was holding the reins in my left hand and a big broadsword in my right. The Lord Jesus was out in front on a white stallion, and Michael and Elias were on either side of him but half a horse length back.

I was in the second row back on my white stallion, one man to the right of the Lord, and we were coming to the earth through a portal in heaven to fight the final battle.

It makes me wonder, Was this white stallion my horse in heaven when I was a spirit and lived with God in the heaven of heavens near the planet Kolob? Did I ride this magnificent white stallion with Michael when we did battle with Lucifer and one-third of the angels in heaven? Only God and the Lord Jesus know for sure, but I do know that I will ride this beautiful white stallion in the final battle.

Love in Jesus Christ,

Steve Heine

Grandpas Death

It was the nineteenth of October 1962, and I was in school when I had a vision: I saw my grandfather standing on the roof of a house wearing his carpenter tool belt and holding a hammer in his right hand, and suddenly, he dropped the hammer and grabbed his chest, and he fell over.

I stood up and started screaming, No, Grandpa, dont die! Dont die! I love you, Grandpa! Please dont die! I need you, and I love you. Dont leave me!

The next thing I knew my teacher, Mrs. Johnson, was standing over me with hands on my shoulders gently shaking me saying, Stevie. Stevie, wake up, youre having a nightmare.