Dream 8
I am standing on something transparent, like glass, high above the earth, looking down at the entire region below me. I am tired. My head pounds with fatigue. I feel like I should be sleeping to dream this but somehow I am awake. The air is cold against any part of my exposed skin. Gatherer and Builder stand next to me.
Builder points at the world below and I notice that we are above the Vaal Triangle.
Builder:
“See how the river is raised there and there by manmade walls? See how it flows deep in some places and shallow in others? See how it appears to move slower where it is deepest and faster where it is shallowest?”
I don’t answer, I listen.
Builder:
“When rains come, nothing can inhibit the flow. What is made by man can be overwhelmed and running over in one single season. The wise open the sluices to regulate the force of abundance upon their walls. They allow water to flow freely. If they do not open the sluices, the walls will be destroyed and the sudden flood of water will destroy all in its path.”
Gatherer:
“It is the sinful nature of chaff to stop the flow of resource by building high walls. They regulate the flow so that they may see abundance before them and profit off anything that leaves their hand.”
Builder:
“See the Dam? See how many sources feed it? It takes but one season of rain to burst those walls.”
Gatherer:
“I have gathered the wheat. From their hands will flow so much resource that no constructed dam will be able to inhibit it. Those who have saved up and filled their dams will be blessed with such measure that the walls will burst. I will not bless them for anything they have done; I will bless them so that they cannot contain it. I will bless them so that all who are down river will receive the resource that is required for the advancement of the kingdom. If they do not open their sluices now already, all they have and all they are will be swept away.”
Builder:
“Heed these words son of sorrow. The Tabernacle is to be a platform for both captains of hundreds and captains of thousands for the river of resource is to flow through them. They will come from every nation and every church and Obed Edom will ensure that they are blessed beyond measure. The Lord of hosts has instructed the Gatherers to overwhelm even the chaff with such blessing that they cannot contain it. Such resource will flow through the Kingdom that the dam builders will be washed away with their walls. Obed Edom, you are not to allow resource to flow to the conduits, only through them. I will give the plan for the conduits to the son of sorrow in due season. Every hour upon the hour shall a conduit be upon the platform. They are to speak only what is written, sing only what is written and pray only what is written.”
Gatherer:
“Not one mouth is to go hungry for 100 km in every direction. Neither is a single child to lack love and provision. Heed the word of the Holy Spirit son of sorrow. Your helper is to ensure administrative precision. You are to know what occurs in the life of every child in this assigned area. To the helper I speak thus: Lay down what has passed. Love unconditionally. Forgive instantly. The fruit of the spirit is to be your letter and law. You are to govern the administrative offices and know the lives of every person under your care. You are to keep account of every responsibility but also every brokenness. You are to surround the son of sorrow with provision and protection. You are to heed every word spoken by Obed Edom. I will surround you with wheat and never shall chaff come near you. All in your life will be wheat. Do not ever suspect chaff. Speak only life over those I will assign. Treat them as equals but lead them decisively. Every detail is to be recorded upon the wall for all who see to speak what is written.”
Builder:
“All that is done is to ensure the harvest of much wheat. Listen now to what the Gatherer will tell you. Take heed son of sorrow, you are to move neither left nor right of what is instructed here today.”
We are still high above the earth. I look down and realize that I am directly above the long bridge outside Parys. From this high up I can clearly see the crater impact site. I realize that another meteor is coming. A spiritual one that will cover the earth with glory instead of ash and dust.
Gatherer:
“The criteria for wheat are complex son of sorrow. The atonement has made the way easier for those who confess the lordship of Jesus but infinitely more complicated for those who do not. Grace is yet extended to all for it is the Father’s desire that none may perish. Do you understand the depth of our father’s love for all of creation? Neither man nor Angel can fathom the depths of his love. Even now the Holy Spirit intercedes with groaning. Even one tare is too much. Do understand this son of sorrow? It is the desire of the father that none should perish. Not one. I rejoice at his will, I rejoice at his heart. Heed my words son of sorrow, NONE should perish.”
Tears stream down my face. I have carried this burden my entire life. Even as a child did the greed and injustice of humanity cause my heart to be heavy. Man is wolf to man and mankind are so led astray by the deceiver that the will of the enemy reigns supreme upon this earth. I sob and shudder as every wave of brokenness washes over me. I see children starving, the brutality of man on women in war torn areas, and the fires of hell raging across earth where many wake to a nightmare and fall asleep at night only to dream more of the same. The frustration of all that is builds up within me and I can no longer contain what is in my chest. It comes out as a roar of hopeless rage. My voice cracking with exertion and emotion.
I turn to Gatherer and scream hopelessly.
Me:
“WHY DOES GOD JUST NOT SEND ANOTHER ASTEROID? THIS EARTH IS BESET BY A FILTHY VIRUS THAT IS MANKIND. WE ARE VILE, SELFISH BEINGS WHO DO NOT DESERVE EVEN ONE MORE BREATH. I HAVE SPENT MY ENTIRE LIFE WISHING THAT I HAD NOT BEEN BORN. THIS PLACE IS HELL! SIX THOUSAND YEARS OF GREED, MURDER AND VICTIMIZATION. WHEN IS ENOUGH, ENOUGH? CHRISTIANITY IS A USELESS RELIGION POPULATED MY MANIPULATORS AND IDIOTS WITH SELFISH AGENDAS. THEY DRIVE PAST PLACES OF POVERTY FEEL NOTHING. NOTHING!!!!! THE ERECT SHRINES TO THEMSELVES AND WORSHIP AT THE FEET OF UNSCRUPULOUS DICTATORS. THEY GATHER FOR AN HOUR ON A SUNDAY TO FEEL GOOD ABOUT THEMSELVES. THEY HATE THE WORD. THEY HATE EACH OTHER. HOW CAN THIS BE?? THERE IS NO GOD UPON THIS EARTH. WHERE IS HE? WHERE IS HE????? WHERE IS HE??
I am sobbing uncontrollably now. My hands are in my hair, rubbing my head furiously.
Me:
“Harvest me now Gatherer. Let me sleep for eternity. I want neither heaven nor hell. I wish for neither reward nor punishment. I wish for nothing. Wipe me from existence and find another. None will hear this vision. None will follow it. I cannot bare another day upon a world that will not be changed. If I cannot wipe out poverty, I don’t want to live. Do you understand this Gatherer? I don’t desire fame. I don’t desire riches. I want heaven to come down here Gatherer. If this is not going to happen. Kill me now!”
I rip my shirt open with a scream and bare my chest to the Angel.
“KILL ME! TAKE THIS HEART FROM MY CHEST. I CAN NO LONGER CARRY THIS BURDEN. NOTHING IS GOING TO HAPPEN!!!”
I drop my head in futility.
Me:
“This is just another crazy me thing that will end in failure. Man does not care. We are all damned by our own blind selfishness. “
Gatherer’s eyes are filled with perspective. He allows me to vent my fear and frustration. He sees much that I do not.
Gatherer:
“Son of sorrow, there is multitude whose hearts yearn for the same things. They cry the same tears and pray the same prayers. They beat their fists upon the heavens and cry for the physical presence of God. Know that you, the body, are the answer to that very prayer. Only be one. Be one as we are one. Be one Kingdom. Have one head who is the lamb of God. You must unite them all. Already around this world do men of peace unite those who hunger for one vision. You have been called to unite those who unite. Only when you are one as we are one will you have the power cover the earth in His glory.”
Gatherer:
“Beyond the poverty that you see is the genocide that you do not see. The economy of mammon has succeeded in causing the very birth of children to be a shameful and economically inconvenient act. The enemy has focused considerable resource to kill what is not yet born. The assault has been upon the womb and this assault will continue until you are one as we are one.”
I sigh tiredly.
Me:
“250 000 abortions a day.”
Gatherer: “Much more than that. We see what happens in schools, homes and alleys. Entire generations are under the knife of the enemy. Even now nations move to make post-natal abortion legal. Mammon moves to control who may live and who must die. The prince of the power of the air has deceived even the elite and thus the support is unanimous. Hundreds of millions of Christians sit in churches across the world thinking they have no power to change what they see. When they are one as we are one, they will establish a government of righteousness. They must be united and speak with one voice.”
Me:
“How do I even begin to unite a world of churches that can’t even pray together?
Gatherer:
“There is an entire generation trained and ready for this task. They are wise, disciplined and driven. Right now they work among the Philistines as David did. They are my workers. They are the tools given to me by the Lord of hosts for this harvest. When you sound the horn, they will come as a great multitude. You call them ‘Generation X’.
The generation you call ‘Boomers’ were the servants of the builder. They received instructions and executed those instructions with cold precision. We knew there would be immense collateral damage but a revival was needed to raise the harvesters. The generation you call the Millennials are the harvest. Even now this generation and their children hunger for heaven on earth.”
Gatherer:
“I will turn my face from all who do not unite in this harvest for the Lord of hosts has issued a decree for the establishment of His Kingdom. All who do not move to their place in the body will be handed to the enemy for the destruction of their flesh so that their souls may be saved. They will be swept aside by the flood that is to come. Heed these words son of sorrow. Four and twenty elders will speak the word every hour on the hour and in the tabernacle shall the unification of the captains of hundreds and thousands be made manifest. And only then shall the first Seraphim take up residence there. For you are the body and the Holy Spirit is within you all as a body. You must be one as we are one. You will know the arrival of the Seraphim for in that moment will deep cry out to deep and then shall the vision be made real in the hearts of Captains of hundreds and thousands.”
Gatherer:
“The purpose of the Tabernacle is so that the Captains of thousands may feel at home. Do not despise their success or challenge their methods. All have a role to play. Yours is to unite the body, not to question the foot or the knee or the ear or the eye. Each part of the body operates in context of its function and each member of the body is set as the lord of hosts pleases. They shall all speak what is written and they shall all be used mightily as one voice. The workers must come as every unified shout is sounded.”
Gatherer:
“Speak thus unto the workers son of sorrow: You are not to reference the past or rise up in judgment against anyone who is in authority. You are not to speak of their sins or their weaknesses. You are to repent where you have failed without expectation of reciprocation. You are not to entertain malicious or divisive talk. You are to give honour where honour is due and cover sin with sacrificial love. You are to sacrifice yourself upon the altar of the present so that the generations who follow you may reap the harvest of unity. You are to be peacemakers. You are to move and speak in the full fruit of grace. Freely you have received, now freely you must give. You are to be led by the Spirit of God, not by a need for recognition or revenge. Focus on the Kingdom and all shall be added to you.”
We are back on the property under where we will be under Michael’s calf. We walk the prosperity path together among many other men, women and Angels. It curves around the entire property. Builder walks on my left and speaks again.
Builder:
“Upon this ground, 30 days hence shall you begin to walk this path. Here will you and I speak and here will I answer all who ask you. This shall be a place of prayer and every day shall the intercessors and prophets come together in this place. Lay every stone as I show you, with every scripture I show you. All who walk upon this path will have their answers.”
Time speeds forward to when Michael arrives. He his arrival is heralded by the first blow against the dome. Michael is oblivious to our presence, all that exists to him is the dome.
Builder:
“Behold! The area under the authority of the prince of the air begins at the water’s edge. Here along this path will your voices be unanimous, for this is a different region under the power of a much weaker prince. He will show himself when your number is twelve and Michael shall deal with him decisively.”
I realize that Michael has one foot here, on this side of the bridge in the North Western Province and his other foot firmly planted on the other side of the territory of the enemy – Parys – which is in the Free State.
Builder points behind us in the direction of the property where the Tabernacle and park are to be built.
Builder:
“Already Jezebel prepares herself to have the ear of the King. From the laying of the first stone, she began her schemes. None who have lived upon the property must be allowed to stay. The property is to be cleared of all who remain and Obed Edom is to determine the new wine. When the property is secured and your number is 24, you are to anoint every border with oil. You are to consecrate this land unto unity. All who walk and pray upon it are to speak and pray only of unity. You (plural) must be one as we are one. None are live upon this property for seven months. And for seven months are you (plural) to anoint your feet and walk upon this property each day. When the seventh month is passed shall Obed Edom decree the first to live upon this land. To Obed Edom I say this: Choose from among the faithful those who will steward this land. The Holy Spirit has spoken of administrative precision and so must this land be cared for and anointed daily.
Gatherer:
“Assuredly I say unto you: More harvesters and workers will be sent from this place in one month that the sum total of all the churches of the nation in a year. You will see the power of unity in all its glory and you will see this nation rise to be a light in the darkness. Already we have done much here to prepare the way. Embrace all who come but allow only those who will bow their knee and confess the lordship of Jesus Christ upon the many platforms. You are not to pander to any single movements or congregations. If one will not come here because of an offense against another you are to warn them once, warn them twice and then have nothing to do with them. You are to love them and speak no ill of them but communicate with them no more until such a time as they repent. This vision is the culmination of the blueprint of heaven for this nation. Only when the execution of the blueprint is complete shall we be able to execute the blueprint for this continent.”
Builder:
“The time has come for the flood of blessing to move through the veins of the body. From this place shall the body of Christ become a single conduit and from here shall prince after prince be removed. Do all you have been instructed to do and this vision shall come to pass. Prepare yourself now son of sorrow, for your next night shall be spent with Seraphim. Do not worship what you see. They are but servants as we are. Listen keenly with your spirit for the conditions of the tabernacle shall be relayed to you in spirit, soul and body.”
Gatherer:
“The Seraphim will give you the revelation of worship in spirit and truth. It is in this purest of refiner’s fire that wheat and chaff are separated. The chaff seek their own, the wheat seeks the establishing of the kingdom of God. Record every detail for your obedience in this shall produce the fire that makes it possible for the broken to rise again. It is not by might, nor by power but by the spirit of God that all of this shall come to pass. Everywhere your foot treads shall become a place of worship. Heed the words of the Seraphim son of sorrow.”
I wake up.