By Jennifer M McPherson

In November of 2023, I had a dream that stayed with me long after I woke up. To be honest, it concerned me then—and it still lingers in my spirit now. Not in fear, but with a weight that tells me the dream was more than an experience. It was a wake-up call.
In the dream, I was standing in a room, and of all people, Justin Abraham was standing there with me. I looked around and saw thick fog covering everything. The atmosphere felt dense and muted. It was difficult to hear; difficult to see. As I tried to get my bearings, I whispered almost under my breath, “Is this the glory of God?”
Justin turned toward me and said with absolute clarity,
“This is not the glory of God. It is a Baphomet spirit—and you must pray against it.”
I began to pray. And as I prayed, I felt something physically separate from me. I could feel it move—crawling upward, lifting off my body—and suddenly I could breathe again. But only for a moment.
The next instant, it attacked me violently. I honestly thought it was going to kill me. The terror was real, and the dream felt more vivid than anything I had experienced in a long time.
There is still much I don’t fully understand about this dream, but one thing has become clear over time: the Baphomet spirit is often represented by the head of a goat, which immediately brings my mind to Matthew 25:31–46—the separation of the sheep and the goats. Baphomet is connected to dualism, idolatry, false enlightenment, and counterfeit spirituality. It is a spirit that mimics revelation while lacking the power of transformation. It lulls, sedates, and deceives.
And in the dream, that fog—thick, disorienting, numbing—had settled over the entire room.
As I continued to pray, the spirit finally left. The fog began to lift, and that’s when I saw them: people lying on the ground, asleep. Motionless. Completely unaware of what had been influencing the atmosphere around them.
But as the fog cleared, they began to stir.
They stood.
They awakened.
And in that moment, I understood something deeply personal:
I had to be awakened before I could ever hope to awaken them.
Counterfeit Glory and the Sedation of the Church
Glory is the nature and likeness of God—His radiant expression. But there is also a counterfeit glory, a false light that masquerades as the real thing. It looks spiritual. It feels mystical. It sounds profound. But it carries no power.
This is the fog that has lulled the Body of Christ to sleep.
This is the mixture that has slipped into the prophetic, charismatic, and mystical movements—where language is lofty, revelation sounds deep, but transformation is shallow. Where people chase experiences instead of union. Where atmospheres feel supernatural, yet lack the weight of holiness.
And it takes Reformers—those who love the Father, honor the Spirit, and refuse mixture—to call it out.
This is why Justin Abraham appeared in the dream. Not because the dream was about him—but because it was about what he represents: clarity, reform, purity of revelation, and the unveiling of true glory.
This dream was not a warning.
It was a commissioning.
A Prophetic Word for the Reformers
As I’ve prayed into this dream, I hear the Spirit saying:
“Arise, Reformers.
Now is the time to expose the counterfeit glory—
the fog that dulls discernment and lulls My people into slumber.
I am clearing atmospheres of mixture.
I am separating soul from spirit, light from shadow.
Those who carry My sword will bring clarity in this hour.
Do not be impressed by eloquent words or mystical fog.
See beyond the noise.
Discern the age.
Awaken My people,
for the sons of God must rise in purity, power, and truth.”
This is not a season for sleepwalking Christianity.
This is not a time for borrowed revelation.
This is the hour for clarity, discernment, and awakening.
We are being called to rise up in splendor.
We are being called to separate the true from the counterfeit.
We are being called to lift the fog and awaken the sleepers.
Reformers, the time is now.
The glory of the Lord is rising upon His people—and He is clearing the atmosphere for His sons to stand radiant, alert, and fully alive.
