Dream 118

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Dream 118

There is color everywhere. Like bright splashes of ink landing in water and spreading in a beautiful slow motion of all that the rainbow has to offer and more.
I stand in awe, witnessing something that is normal in the spiritual realm, color that has an emotional effect on me, fragrances that move my very heart and air that tastes sweet and refreshing. The worship of the heavenlies plays with warm bass and perfect mid and high frequencies that make you want to shut your eyes and take deep breaths.
It wafts on the wind and moves the display of color to perfectly synchronized rhythm. “Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord God almighty. Worthy, worthy, worthy is the Lamb that was slain.”
The theme of heaven is selfless love. Everything is about serving selflessly. Every creative expression in this place is to heal the heart of the spectator. If acceptance and the expression of love for all that is God and of God could be made into physical forms of artistic perfection, this is it.
The friendly man lays his hand upon my back directly behind my heart. I immediately feel the familiar rush of healing and acceptance rush through my soul. Every negative word spoken to me, every rejection and criticism systematically being healed. The process is incremental, bit by bit, and I surrender to it willingly.
Friendly man:
“The body can be healed in an instant, but the soul requires the faith of both sower and soil. For the enemy afflicts the core of what drives a man and works to inscribe insecurity and fear upon your spirit.
Those who contend against love are agents of the enemy. For they care not for the effect of their words upon the spirit of their brethren. They destroy destinies in single conversations and cause the little ones, those young in the faith, to stumble and fall.
Even when their conscience, which is the law written upon their hearts, tells them to be kind, they ignore the council and continue to be the mouthpiece of Satan.
There is no justification for letting evil flow from your lips Courier. Make this plain to all who will hear you. They must repent immediately for believer and unbeliever alike will be held to account for every word. I hear every word and your angel records it all upon your scroll.
Instruct them to repent from this vile practice, for they destroy that which is dear to me and justify it for results that mean nothing to me. My ears are deaf and my eyes are blind to every achievement that carries the intentional collateral damage of broken hearts. I turn my face from such coldness, they are truly wicked.
Truly I say to you Courier; there is no justification for shepherds and elders to hurt my sheep. Their prayers do not even breach the ceilings of their homes for they are of their father the devil.”
His rebuke carries so much love and weight and passion for his servants that I want to go out and make it all right for him. But I don’t even know where to begin, so I just listen.
Friendly man:
“Many are lost in depression because both the unbelievers and saints do not watch their words. Their hearts are heavy from deferred hope and broken promises. Some give themselves over to bitter anger, others to silent despair. You must speak to their hearts and be a safe place for them. Be humble and gentle of heart and allow all who come to you to find rest for their souls.

Can you see what I expect of my servants Courier?
Make it plain: Keep your distance from the wolves and keep the wolves from the sheep. Where you see sheep caught under the enthrall of false shepherds who are hirelings, rescue them and bring them into my fold. Churches that demand submission and loyalty to a man are dangerous. They misrepresent me completely and create insecure hearts in my sheep. They profess to build my kingdom and call me Lord with their lips but they are loyal only to themselves and seek to form my kingdom in their image as Lucifer sought to do the same. Instruct the uniters to rescue all who will answer the call from such places and to heal what is broken.
I alone am the teacher and master. My father is the only father. Teach my sheep to serve my servants as servants only and to submit to authority that does not contradict my commands. Teach them to be bold and brave in standing against every pretension that sets itself up against the knowledge of God, and to take captive every thought to make it obedient to me. My command is love. Active, intentional, focused love. Good works, righteous acts, kind words – do these things for me and through me so that we may be one.
For man, it is impossible to achieve heaven on earth. Man is capable of leading millions by himself but through me you will lead billions. Do it my way Courier, instruct all who will hear your voice to do it my way, I know what I am doing. The meek shall inherit this earth, the ambitious will destroy it.
There is no route other than love and I do not recognize the achievements of the cold, ambitious hirelings who bedeck themselves in expensive jewelry and seat themselves at the heads of tables and in seats of honor. Love is all. My kingdom is all. God is love and all that is not in love is not of God.
Go then Courier, be rejected and scorned for my sake, but instruct the rejected shepherds to rise once again and lead in love. Do not pass judgment upon the hirelings for I shall mete out my wrath upon them in due season. Call them to repentance and call every believer to walk in absolute forgiveness and active good works. Do this, make disciples who walk in love, and I shall open the floodgates of heaven and bless my servants with such abundance as has never been seen until now.
These next seventeen years are a season of urgency. Do not allow yourself to be distracted by those who lack faith. Heed the instructions of my angels and know that I love you all dearly and eagerly await your victories.
I am with you Courier. Be bold!”
I wake up.

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