Hello. My name is Ivory Webb. When I found out about Ernie’s dreams, I was a totally different person. I had not been to church in about ten years. Growing up as a Seventh-day Adventist, I was familiar with Ellen White, but thought she was a sham. I was questioning if Jesus really came to die for us, and I started to not believe the Bible. I was at a point where I thought Seventh-day Adventists were pretty much stupid.
At this point, I had been married for about six years. Everything in my life was failing. When I met my husband, I was a believer. I was determined to teach his family about the seventh-day Sabbath and other truths of the Bible. I was really excited to come into his family and witness. That didn't happen the way I had hoped. It seemed as though they converted me to a life of open sin. The Sabbath would come and go, and I wouldn't even notice.
Then God reached out to me and showed me that my life was not right. My problems were because I had severed my relationship with Christ. I had never gone to a public school, and I am a fourth-generation Seventh-day Adventist. I started to think, "How did I get here?" My father and grandmother constantly prayed for me; then I started to pray for myself. My prayer was for God to give me a desire for Him again. I asked Him to show me what the truth was. I asked Him to fix my marriage and my life.
Things began to be revealed to me. Around 2000, a pastor showed me the dangers of the Hip Hop music that I had been listening to. I understood that I was worldly because I was under a type of hypnosis. Even though that was revealed to me and I believed it, the addiction to it continued to be a part of my life. I remembered that the remedy was to put good music into my mind to counteract the poison. I tried it for a while, but I went back to it and nearly forgot what God had revealed to me about it. I gave up and went right back to the same life. My family didn't, but at this point my mind went back to thinking that Seventh-day Adventists have it all wrong.
I started looking into other religions. I was really into The Secret, Krishna, Buddhism, and so on. I was in a searching mode, because the Bible seemed unrealistic. Then one day my mother-in-law, who I always thought was into spiritualism, called and asked me about the Seventh-day Adventist church. That was very exciting to me, because it came after I cried to God that He would show me what to do, to tell me if He's real. That following weekend she went to church with a friend. They had Sabbath dinner and afterwards went to hear a man speak. When she came home she told me about this man named Ernie Knoll who was having prophetic dreams. The first thing that came to mind was Joel 2:28 and Acts 2:17. They gave her a copy of a book called, Creeping Compromise. My mother-in-law was really excited, since she believed Ernie was a man of God. She showed me the website, and I was determined to check it out, to see if this was another sham. I felt like I could save the day and win her affections if I could use my "Seventh-day Adventist expertise" to show her any errors.
The night I started to read I had just come back from a club. I was drunk and high on drugs, but something was telling me to read. Everyone was asleep, so I had no interruptions. I followed the instructions and prayed for guidance before reading. While reading the dreams, I felt like they started to answer questions I forgot I had. There were things in the dreams that seemed extremely personal to me. All I remember thinking was that God really did love me.
I cried and laughed, and cried and laughed all through the night while reading. It was really late and I knew I had to take care of people in the morning, so I made a deal with God that I would keep reading if He would make me able to cook and clean and take care of my husband and children without being tired in the morning. Before I could get the request out, I felt compelled to keep reading. The dreams seemed too good to be true, so I started looking more into everything on the website. I read testimonials and started really checking for errors.
There was a testimony from a girl named Candace. She was a prostitute that claimed angels came to her and told her the dreams were real. It was the most sensational testimony. I loved the dreams, but her testimony disturbed me because she was able to stop smoking instantly. I found myself envious of her healing, because I wanted to stop smoking but was actually smoking more. After about a year of reading the dreams and finding more truth to confirm the Bible, such as Ron Wyatt's discoveries, I was still concerned about Candace's testimony. I asked myself why I couldn’t stop smoking like her.
One day I went to the dreams website and saw that an investigation was done on the IP address that Candace's email was sent from. It was found out that Candace was really Ernie. I was a little upset that he had lied. I had to question the dreams and wonder if God would use a messenger that would do such a thing. One thing for sure, I was relieved that Candace wasn't real, because I felt like such a loser not having the same experience with deliverance from smoking as she did. I asked God what to do and what to think. What came to mind was to consider why he would lie like that. My thinking was that he was desperate for people to believe Him. Then I thought about other liars in the Bible that God had used. My husband and pastor believed the dreams initially, but after the Candace situation they were turned off. I stopped telling people about them. Everyone that I spoke to about them was shocked, because they couldn't understand how these could possibly be from Satan, as they had no error and they called for repentance in love.
I stopped endorsing the dreams, but followed the messages anyway, kind of being nosey. The site was back up with an apology and request for forgiveness. Ernie stated what I had considered as far as taking the messages God gave into his own hands, desperate to get people to read them. He didn't trust God to do His job. The whole situation humbled him greatly. I understood many wouldn't accept them because of a lack of compassion for people that fall into temptation.
Every new dream I read seemed to continuously answer questions and point me to the Bible and Spirit of Prophecy. I never read any of Ellen White’s books, but the dreams encouraged me to read her writings and the Bible more than ever. There are things in the dreams I would have never looked for in her writings and in the Bible. There was a dream called “The Great Test” that amazed me. It warns about the false Christ. I never knew that Satan was going to impersonate Jesus in such a manner as coming out of the sky. Still, because of the mishap with the lie, I didn't fully trust the dreams.
One day I prayed before reading one of the new dreams and said to God silently, "This is it; I am not going to continue reading unless I know for sure these are from you." So I started to read. The dream mentioned a situation with a woman named Martha. She wasn't keeping all the commandments and was having problems in her life. Then she slipped and fell, breaking a leg bone as if she had fallen from a great height. Ernie was shown in a dream that this would happen and that her bones would be crushed into the earth. Now she is being taken care of and supported by her parents. There was a message to obey God or the things that were happening would get worse and she would eventually die younger than she had to.
When I read the dream, my jaw dropped. The night before my cousin had called to tell me about her mother who had fallen and didn't know her leg was broken because of diabetes and osteoporosis. They said it was very strange because it was so crushed that it was like a piano fell from a roof onto her leg. Also, she is staying with her parents who are my grandparents. There were a few more details in the dream, but it sounded like the situation I was just advised of the night before. I called my cousin’s daughter, son, and my grandmother and read the dream to them. Their reaction was, "WOW!" I decided to read it to my aunt, since I believed it had a message for her. She is also a Seventh-day Adventist. When I read it to her, at the end, she asked me if I wrote it. I advised her that I didn't. She has asked me to send her a copy of the dreams.
Since then it seems like every dream has provided more confirmation. There was a dream about smoking that gave me hope, and since then I haven't smoked. I had been smoking for over 13 years, and now I have no desire whatsoever. I showed one of my friends the dreams. He said while he found no error, he didn't need them. I brought to his attention that people can say the same about Ellen White. If God gives us something, I'm sure He has found a need in us for them. The very next day after he said that, the dream "The Lord's Prayer" was posted. The morning following, my friend posted a prayer that was out of line with Scripture and was upset that there was little response. I had to show him that it was kind of like an "I told you so," but I thought it was amazing how God had an answer to his response about not needing the messages in the dreams.
I am so thankful to God that He has sent these dreams to help us get ready for the things to come. He knows that there is so much confusion and lies being presented to His people. A sure word is guaranteed, and I am a witness that God always keeps His word. I too, as well as many others around the world, have had dreams from the Lord. May we take them seriously as we prepare for the very last days ahead before our Savior returns. May God bless you.