Dream 170

I stand on my usual spot on the land beneath Michael’s calf. The river in front of me, the land behind me.
I hold a heavy jug of oil in each hand and a large bowl is on the ground in front of me.
There is writing on each jug.
The one in my left hand says ‘Afrikaner’.
The one in my right hand says ‘African’.
The jugs are large and filled to the brim with oil and I am not sure what to do with them. My arms begin to shake under the strain of the weight.
Behind me I hear the familiar voice of the friendly man. It immediately fills me with peace and my arms strengthen.
Friendly man:
“Truly you hold in your hands two very special cultures. I have set them apart and anointed them to save all of Africa. For neither can do it alone, they need each other.
Pour both jugs into the bowl Courier.”
I obey and pour until the bowl is full. Each jug is still filled.
Friendly man:
“Keep pouring, the jugs will never empty and the bowl must run over.”
I keep pouring and the mixture of oils runs over the sides of the bowl, down the grass embankment and into the river.
Wherever the oil flows, order is created. Grass becomes greener, water becomes pure and even the bridge is completely renovated as the oil flows beneath it.

Friendly man:
“Pour a drop from each jug separately to your left and right. “
I obey and pour a drop from the Afrikaner jug to my left. The moment the drop hits the ground, the land beneath it pulls towards the drop, flourishing in the area where the drop falls but killing all the land around it. It is as if the drop pulls from the surrounding soil to nourish the soil upon which it rests.
I pour a drop from the African jug to my right and the drop hits the ground, bounces, and explodes into many smaller drops. The smaller drops land haphazardly and rest on top of the soil but nothing happens to the soil. The incredible thing I observe is that the droplets keep multiplying until there is a large pool of oil to my right and the land is smothered beneath it.
Friendly man:
“To your left, you see how I have anointed the Afrikaner to flourish but alone, flourishing is all they care about. They will even flourish at the expense of their own people. There are many rich among them and there are much more poor among them.
To your right, you will see that I have anointed the African to multiply. To live a life of abundance, but alone they multiply at the expense of their land and their own people. There are many rich among them and there are much more poor among them.
Neither culture is supposed to work alone. Together they are a force of multiplication and abundance. Separately they are forces of selfish destruction. I have brought them together to bring multiplication and abundance to Africa. Just as I have brought nations together in the united states to create abundance, so have I brought them together in Africa.
As Israel had many tribes with separate identities that became one nation, so South Africa must become one nation. My plan is to prosper this nation, not to harm it. Division is destructive, divisive people are agents of the evil one. Therefore, I want you to have nothing to do with them.
Do not even answer their arguments. Their divisive tongues act against love itself and to act against love is to act against me. I bring nations together so that their cultural strengths may bring abundance and so that their cultural weaknesses may be wiped out. This is the why I send the refiners fire, so that nations may become refined as pure gold.
But those nations that tolerate the antichrist which is Islam will suffer great division. For the evil one seeks to divide that which I seek to unite. I desire that you would be one, as we are one.
You are upon that land and in that nation to sound a call to the uniters. You must unite the uniters Courier. As you hold a separate culture in each hand, so I want you to work with each culture separately and call forth the uniters in each culture to work together to advance my kingdom.
Have nothing to do with the dividers. Turn your back upon them and shake the dust off your feet. Only hardship will bring them to repentance for they are filled with cultural arrogance – they assume that I have created some cultures greater or lesser than others. Such lies are from the pit of hell. The father of lies has infused them deeply with his venom. Hand them over to the enemy and pray for the salvation of their souls.
For to be indifferent to the plight of your brethren is to turn your back upon me. Or have you forgotten that I am in all and all are in me? My father’s will is my will and my will is my father’s will. We have sent the Holy Spirit to see our will be done and our kingdom established upon earth. But our kingdom is a kingdom of love and those who work against love work against us. Indeed, our grace is for the humble and we vehemently oppose the proud.
To turn your back upon the poor is a grave sin Courier. As I watched the widow who had so little, yet still gave from her poverty, so I watch the rich among you and you may think it a good thing to use my platform to preach material gain, but know that I vehemently oppose you if that material gain becomes more important to you than the advance of my kingdom.
Do not turn your back on the poor. If you have the power to help them but chose to waste your wealth on opulence instead, you are have turned your back on grace itself.
How do you expect me to show you grace when you show none yourself? And how do you expect me to show you mercy when you show none yourself? Have I not paid the price for your wickedness? Have I not become the sacrificial lamb in your stead?
Hear these words Courier: If you do not forgive, you cannot reap forgiveness and if you turn your back upon my sheep, you turn your back on me. You cannot say that you love me, yet ignore the plight of your brothers.
Hear now this judgement, it is nothing new. I spoke these words in different ways when I walked among you.
The African who turns his back on the Afrikaner is no better than the Afrikaner who turns his back upon the African. Forgive as you have been forgiven, love as you are lived and help one another advance my kingdom.
If you ignore my command, you do not love me, and your prayers and songs of worship clang in my ears with their false commitment. Repent, turn from your wicked division and I will heal your nation.
Bring them together Courier!
Inspire young people to become missionaries to each other’s cultures. Inspire those in poverty to take of their poverty and help those who suffer. Send young Africans to impoverished Afrikaner communities to feed them and build homes for them. Surely, I tell you this, neither culture is superior. Both are anointed to work together to bring abundance throughout all of Africa. For truthfully Afrikaners are Africans but they do not yet realize what this means.
I will send many to help you hold the oil so that you never stop pouring. Be obedient in this and the mixture of anointing will flood all of Africa and become a sweet-smelling fragrance to all the world. Unity will spread from Africa.
My kingdom is all Courier. Advance my kingdom and it shall be on earth as it is in heaven.”
Me:
“Yes Lord, your kingdom is all!”
I wake up.