Wow. This is my favorite dream so far. Every worship leader – make that every saint – needs to read this!
Dream 61
I am in the depths of the creative realm.
Explosions of the most beautiful combinations of liquid color imaginable surround me. Like every color of the rainbow dropped as ink into crystal clear water.
Now music comes to accompany what I see before me. Epic, cinematic, harmonic. With choir and electronic influences. The music is so cool, emotional and modern and matches the visual display so perfectly that I feel it literally heal pieces of my battered soul in waves of incredible emotion.
Now I can feel the texture of the liquid. The consistency is thick enough to move my hands and feel waves of indescribable pleasure upon my skin, into my deep muscular tissue. My muscles relax, my tendons loosen, my skin softens. I breathe deeply and my lungs love what flows through them.
My entire being is in utter ecstasy. Now the music changes to a beautiful chord progression with beautiful harmonics and a children’s choir begins to sing ‘Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord God almighty, Worthy is the lamb that was slain, He is worthy to open the seals, Holy is the lord of Hosts.’
The anointing punches through every atom in my body, removing every impurity in consistent waves. It drenches my soul in an indescribable feeling of warmth, acceptance and love. I can suddenly smell variations of perfumes that make my heart skip a beat in pleasure.
Every part of me is in such a state of heavenly pleasure that I forget where I am and simply join my voice to the voices that sing around me.
Uriel appears beside me, glory beaming from him in every direction as he sings the song with his incredible voice.
He begins to sing a verse over the repeating chorus:
Uriel:
“There is only one king. The king over every worldly king.
There is only one Lord. The lord over every worldly lord.
There is only one master. The master over all who set themselves over man.
Every knee will bow and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord.
Though the servants of darkness set themselves fake crowns, soon shall the king of kings take every crown and bring upon the earth justice and judgement and vindication.
Oh hallelujah, let the weak rejoice in His strength.
And let the poor rejoice in His riches.
And let the sick rejoice in His power to heal.
For He has paid the price of the ransom.
And every man is no longer a slave unless he chooses to be.
So choose the king, choose the king, choose the king.
None must perish, none must perish, none must perish.
All must be saved for this is the Father’s heart.
And this is why the son has become the word made manifest.
So that the children of God may have direct access to His heart.
Come now children, let us sing of His mercy and His greatness.
Let us bow before our loving king and let us do His will so that heaven may come to earth.”
I sing my own song:
Me:
“We are servants and sons.
Servants and sons.
Servants and sons.
We are loved dearly and given so much power.
Come servants, come sons, let us be heaven upon earth.
Let us be heaven upon earth.
Let us be heaven on earth.
Let us be heaven on earth.
Let the love of God flow through us.
Let the grace of God flow through us.
Let the healing of God flow through us.
Let the provision of God flow through us.
Come servants, come sons.
Let us submit to the Holy Spirit.
Let His power flow through us.
Let us be heaven upon earth.
Let us be heaven on earth.
Let us be heaven on earth.
Let us be heaven upon earth.
Let us be heaven on earth.
Let us be heaven on earth.
Let us be heaven upon earth.
Let us be heaven on earth.
Let us be heaven on earth.
His Kingdom is all.
His kingdom is all.
His kingdom is all.
Let us bring his kingdom to every corner of the earth.
Let us surround the earth with gladness.
Let us lay our bodies down as the sacrifice that paves the way.
Those who sow with tears will reap in joy.
So sow your tears saints of God.
Sow your bodies, sow your dreams, sow your plans.
Let us be heaven upon earth.
Let us be heaven on earth.
Let us be heaven on earth.
His kingdom come, His will be done.
Thy kingdom, Thy will be done.
On earth as it is in heaven.
One earth with one heaven.
Let us be one as you are one.
Let us be one as you are one.
Let us be heaven upon earth.
Let us be heaven on earth.
Let us be heaven on earth.”
We are back on the land under Michael’s calf.
I feel invigorated, rested, empowered.
Uriel:
Instruct those who read what you record thus:
Music is but one expression of intimate worship.
Use every creative expression that you have been given.
Stimulate every sense so that you may lose yourself for hours in intimacy.
The Holy Spirit longs for every ounce of your creative potential expressed in worship.
Bring color everywhere, bring flowers and perfumes. Bring fruit and things that taste good so that you may share and break bread together, rejoicing every good thing given to you.
Create in your places of worship such beauty and expressions of happiness that the saints would not desire to cease worship.
For the enemy has taken such things for himself. Every Godly pleasure is reserved for God and the Holy Spirit relishes in the beauty of all that is created. Do these things and you imbue the saints with such power and such joy that the glory of God will stream from them in waves of power.
You do well to study the word in discipline but the word without love is dead. And the power of the Holy Spirit is in His expression through intimacy.
For the upper room was not a display of power but a display of intimacy. Or have you forgotten that you are created for intimacy with God?
Know that intimacy with God unlocks gifts within you and heals every hurt.
It is not through displays of power, nor through displays of might but through intimacy with the Holy Spirit that mountains are laid low.
Come son of sorrow raise your hands and call upon the name of the Lord so that you may be saved.”
Me: “I thought I was already saved.”
Uriel:
“Such twisting of the scriptures benefit no-one. A child calls upon the mother or father whenever the child is in fear. You are not called to be cold theologians son of sorrow. You are called to be sons and daughters. Call upon His name as much as you like. Whenever you feel that you need saving from anything. Be first children before you are anything else. Avoid teachings that make you anything but children. Your power is not in your own strength. It is your own strength that opens the doors for anxieties and depression and the abuse of your brothers and sisters through ambition.
If you were to do nothing but lie upon your face and call upon the Lord for your entire life, you would achieve more than the most confident teacher. For those who complicate what is simple are of their father the liar. They love the sound of their own wisdom in their own ears, weighing down the saints with revelations and teachings that they themselves cannot carry.
And in intimacy with the Holy Spirit do you unleash such power that even the hardest heart melts.
Hear this son of sorrow:
Focus upon intimate worship and creative expression and upon the simple commands of the son. Then shall you walk as if you have no weight. The words of the son are all you need. And intimacy with the Holy Spirit is your true power.
But express every creative thing in your worship. Even the smell of good food. Withhold nothing from God so that even working in a mine or in a field the saints are able to breath in all that is created and sense His presence.
Worship together, learn together, eat together. Bring such joy and laughter to one another that it carries the most broken heart through every hardship from meeting to meeting until healing is full.“
Me:
“I love this stuff!”
Uriel:
“You (plural) have made service to God a heartless ritual and brought law to even your house to house gatherings. You are sons and daughters under love and grace, not slaves under a curse. Act accordingly.
Now awaken and instruct all who fast to break their fast and eat and laugh together. For the Lord is pleased with what you (plural) have done and has heard your prayers. Great reformation sweeps the body of Christ and soon shall the greatest revival shake the very foundations of the earth.
Every creative worship leader must take note of what you have recorded here. Bring joy to the body, let the presence of the Holy Spirit permeate your very skin. Walk saturated in the oil of joy and proclaim the year of the Lord’s favor.
Even into death through the worst torture and persecution will the presence of the Holy Spirit cause you to laugh and smile and love and unleash every good thing from your lips. Only know the words of the son and be intimate with His comforter.
Hallelujah son of sorrow. Heaven comes to earth for the kingdom is all!”
Me:
“Hallelujah, the kingdom is all! Soon shall poverty and depression be swept from this earth with the love and obedience of the saints. The kingdom is all!”
Uriel:
“Go eat, break your fast son of sorrow. Instruct all who read what you record to do the same. Let them eat together and laugh together. The time comes now for the greatest intimate worship the world has ever seen. Rejoice son of sorrow, the victory is yours! (plural). You are not alone!”
I wake up.