Prophetic Dream

In this dream I was a part of the dream. Able to interact with it, but more so just for the purpose of being able to move around in it more than anything else.

I was standing in a field. A farm  field. I was standing behind a small group of people talking.
I recognized them as - Jesus, and men and woman from around the world who were missionaries of different degrees. Some had been life long others had gone for a short time over seas. Then there were those that I just knew were missionaries at heart in their own lands. i.e.  they lived to reach the lost and dyeing world for Jesus. They were all gathered together in a huddle discussing something very important. They were surrounded by several very, very large angels. 


I just stood and watched them for a moment when I noticed in the distance a storm brewing.
The storm, in and of itself wasn't that concerning to me - however - inside the stormy sky there was a HUGE tornado and several smaller tornadoes that were spawning off of the larger one.
I became alarmed at this sight and approached the group of people huddled together with the Lord.


"Do you see the storm?" I asked.
I was very insistent and interrupted their huddle, "Do any of you see the storm coming? And the HUGE tornado? Do you see it?" I asked again with much concern in my voice.

It was as if they did not hear me. This actually kinda annoyed me. I made my way around the group straight to the Lord, and I asked, "Aren't you the least bit worried or concerned that no one here sees the storm?"

That's when they all answered back, "Oh we see it."

I was confused and asked, "Then, why aren't you concerned about the HUGE tornado?" 


They explained they saw it and knew long before now that it was on it's way. That the Lord was in control. That they had little time and few hands to finish the work that had been set before them to accomplish.
Then they pointed me towards the building behind us all.


The building they pointed me to -  was "the church".

There were three rooms to the church. The entire back wall of the church was missing so I could see in and enter in and out freely.

The church was located smack dab in the middle of the harvest field. The harvest field was dry and dusty.

I approached the church and entered the first of the three rooms.
As I entered the first room I felt a sense of confusion.
In the first room there was a huge front window. The people in this room had seen the storm approaching were filled with panic. They were bustling about to and fro. Not really making headway. Just seemingly in a sheer state of panic. I heard phrases like, "Oh my goodness,  what are we going to do? I have never seen anything like it!" and , "There's no place to go! What now?", and  "We have no storm cellars how will we escape the fierceness of the storms? We are all going to die! Where is God in all of this?"

I left this room and entered the second room of the church. This room also had a huge front window. You could clearly see the storm in the near distance. The people in this room had gathered around the window and were focused on the storm. I could hear  people talking, "Look! It's getting closer!" I heard someone say. "Do you see it the destruction it is leaving foretold in scripture?" another one said.


As I walked through the room  noticed it was completely riddled with open books and papers. All over desk tops and on every flat surface there was available study guides for the study of eschatology and the second coming of Jesus Christ.  There were women and men intensely studying the scripture. 
I walked up to one of the women asked and asked what they were doing and they replied by pointing out the front window and asking me, "Do you see that? Up there? He is coming soon. Sooner than we all think. The scripture tells us of it.  We need to  look up for our redemption draweth nigh."


When she had pointed to the sky, there appeared a face. Like that  of a man. Also like nothing I have ever seen in any of my days - almost supernatural. Nothing I can begin to even explain in words. I was amazed beyond description.


I left and went to the third room in the church.
This room was dark.
It too had a very large window in the front. However it had a thick set of drapes that hung in front of the window. Floral drapes. Purple in color with  a design of flowers and butter flies.
When I walked in I immediately sensed a spirit of fear.
I looked to my left and saw a bed. There were a group of people, a large group of people in the bed. They lay still, completely covered by the bed spread.
Some were asleep - some were taking refuge under the covers for fear of the impending storm.

This disturbed me greatly.
I went to the window to open the curtains. I tried to pull them open but as I reached out to pull back the curtain I noticed they were covered with spiders.  Black spiders. They were all over the curtains.
I was unable to pull back the curtains without the spiders jumping on me so I stopped and instead went over to those hiding in the bed under the covers and began to warn them about the tornadoes that were coming.

They would not listen to what I had to say about the storms or the tornadoes. Instead, they chose to hide under the covers and deny the storm was even coming at all.

***

Matthew 9:37-40

New King James Version (NKJV)

³⁷ Then He said to His disciples, “The harvest truly is plentiful, but the laborers are few. ³⁸ Therefore pray the Lord of the harvest to send out laborers into His harvest.”

Because of HIM

art work by Janice Van Kronkhite

Okay, so I should really be in bed right now trying to get some shut eye so I can some what function tomorrow at work. Honestly though, if I were to put this here computer down and try to go to sleep I would find myself drowning in a lake of tears. Yes, you heard me right. I said, "a lake of tears". I know I don't normally show a whole lot of emotion on here (my blog). But this is one of those few times that I feel as those if I don't release it (my overwhelming emotion) it's going to come out on it's on through my aching heart, and at this point my aching heart can't take anymore pain. It's liable to go into massive cardiac arrest.

Little dramatic, huh? Yeah, well that would be my life at the moment. Ehh, who am I kidding. That would be my life period! 

This world I am living in right now is not the world I grew up in that is for sure.

Nuclear plants leaking into our oceans and atmospheres.

People filled with such anger that they feel the need to gang up on a single un-armed adult and beat them to near death with everything but the kitchen sink. These are men, woman and children and this is not even considered news worthy.

Children divorcing their parents and siblings. (I know of this first hand)

Abortion/the murder of innocent life, becoming birth control and not only every woman's right but every tax payers and employers responsibility.

And

Love - no where to be found. 

In the family? Where? You raise a child to love and respect and forgive. Then, when they grow up they turn on you. Spit in your face. Where is the love? The respect? The forgiveness? There is none. 

Perfection. They expect perfection. You have none. You are not perfect, no one is perfect but God. Still, they see themselves as righteous in themselves and turn there back on you.

So, love, in the church can you find it there? No. The church is busy looking for love itself. Busy, busy, busy. Going here, going there. Never really getting any where. All the while so many in the church just needing to be loved. Needing someone to love.

How about in the world? Can you find love in the world? Perhaps. Perhaps if you wander to and fro you will find a love for a time, but noting that will truly satisfy you deep inside.

No. Not deep inside.

However, I have found it. I have found love. 

The love that satisfies. I have learned through the years. Through the betrayals. The loss. The tears. I have found HIM who has pursued me.  I have found HIM  who has followed me and walked along side me.  I have found HIM who has kept me safe, through the fire and the storm.  I have found HIM  who has held me close when I was all alone, abandoned and confused. Yeshua is His name. 

Since I have found HIM, who has been pursuing me I have never been the same.

Through all the trials. All the heart ache. All the pain and tears. I know in my heart HE will turn it around for me. So I know I can make it and in this I have peace and take JoY. 

Because of HIM.

Singing in the Caves

Singing in the Caves
A Dream

I was in an under ground prison. It was a cave with bars to keep us in. It was cold, dark and wet.  I was with many other people. There was great sadness and much sorrow. It was a prison for those who believed on the name of the Lord Jesus Christ.  Although everyone that was in there had been put in prison for there boldness in preaching the gospel of Jesus Christ. Their spirits had begun to grow weary after being imprisoned in such harsh conditions for so long. Discouragement had begun to set in and people began to speak words of despair. I began to pray and the Spirit of the Lord came upon me. My prayers soon turned into "new songs" of hope. I began to prophesy  "in song" - words of encouragement from the throne of God the Father.  I began to share the Father’s heart through my songs.

This was one of the songs I sang...

The Friend You've Wanted and The Friend You Need    

    

I often wonder how I might be.

The friend you've wanted and the friend you need.

How I might share your worries and your fears.

How I might wipe away your tears.

Tell me.

Where do you go, when you're feeling oh so low?

Who do you turn to, when there's no place left to go?

When the ones who you love, seem so far away,

These are the times, I long to hear you say.

***

"Where are you?  Where are you, friend that I knew?

I need you.  I need you to help me make it through.

Where are you?  Where are you, friend that I love?

Come right now.  See me through.  Send your love from above."

***

You'll never know just what it means to me,

To walk and talk just you and me;

To share your joys and your miseries,

Have you forgotten, that I died for these?

So ~

Child, come to me when you're feeling oh so low.

Child, turn to me when there's no place left to go.

When the ones who you love, seem so far away,

Child, I'm right here, by your side, here to stay.

Go ahead. Call for me.

Child I'm right here.

Go ahead. And you'll see,

How happy you can be,

How happy we will be.

Copyright January 2001All rights reserved

     By: Amy Colleen (song)


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Three Tornadoes

A Dream

Is the Church Ready?

 I was inside a huge church building and I saw out the front window three tornadoes in the distance. I walked up closer to the window and stared  at them for a moment and saw them swirling around each other like crazy – back and forth – back and forth.

I hollered out, “Every one! Quick! Get down stairs!  There’s a tornado coming! Don’t worry about closing the doors, the wind will get them for you!”

Everyone headed for the basement except for a few people in leadership. They kept working. I stood there staring out the window. Then I saw the three tornadoes come upon a small town just blocks from us. As the tornadoes hit the city…the city instantly went up in flames. At that point I headed for the door of the church and went outside. I had absolutely no fear. I looked straight up into the sky. There were heavy winds blowing all around me and dirt flying because of the hard, dirt ground that surrounded the church grounds. At this point the tornadoes were right above me and the building and I actually saw the “face of a man” in the one tornado - right above me. I recognized the face.  Just as soon as I recognized the face - the tornadoes simultaneously dropped like heavy rain upon the church and the ground around ….so much so that the once hard, dry ground became like mud.

Then, people started coming up from the ground like dead people being made alive…..they had bandages on and were all dirty from the mud. Some had scars. They were ugly and some were so old.

I felt so bad for them…..I began to cry out to those that were in the church, “Help! Some body help me, help these poor people! Please!!”

Then the door to the building opened up and one by one a few people came out and began to help those that were covered from the storm and had all those wounds.