Dream 198

I am not always able to sufficiently communicate how vivid these dreams are. They are so real that sometimes I am not sure whether I am awake or dreaming.
Even more so with the angel I am instructed to call ‘Breakthrough’.
His presence is so physically evident that I am completely convinced of his reality. With the other messengers and even the friendly man, it was the pure doctrine and overwhelming love that got my attention bit with this angel who is called Zephkiel, prudence and good judgement it is the physicality of his presence.
I have not said this before of any of the dreams but I urge you to do what this celestial being instructs.
Remember that Mary received exact instructions concerning the birth of Jesus and in Matthew 4, angels ministered directly to Jesus.
In Luke 22 an angel appeared to give Jesus strength.
In Matthew 26, Twelve legions of angels were on standby in case Jesus needed them.
In Matthew 28, it was an angel that rolled the stone away from the tomb.
They are super active, even undoing the chains for Paul and Silas and opening the cell doors for them.
I share this because I finally believe.
It has taken 198 dreams but I believe.
And I no longer doubt their instructions because they are the most direct and simple strategy for the Holy Spirit to communicate with us.
As a Courier I finally realize that I fulfill the role of the lowest ranking angels. I am not an angel, not by a long shot, but being able to be a bridge between heaven and earth is the greatest honor of my life.
I am tired, so very tired. Most mornings waking up at 2 or 3 o clock to record these dreams and then going through the discipline of seven hours of prayer so that I may stay connected to the seven spirits before the throne and disconnected from the spirits of satan.
Some days I am so exhausted that I don’t know where I am or when I am. My wife, friends and family do such an incredible job of looking after me and I am so very grateful.
To all of you who read these dreams and contribute to the vision in any way, thank you.
Today I have become 43 years old. I never thought I would survive beyond 33 but here I am, grateful to be alive and honored to be a servant of God.
Bless His name, He uses the morons like me to confound the wise. I am so grateful to be a servant.
This dream has changed me. It will change you too.
Believe that this is an angel sent by God. Believe and follow what is instructed. I urge you to test his words against the word of God and if you find consistency, do what this angel says. It will change your life completely.

Dream 198
I am on my stone on the land beneath Michael’s calf and I cannot figure out what is going on. The scene before me appears completely unbiblical.
Builder, Uriel, Gatherer and Zephkiel are before me on bended knee. As if bowing to me.
I feel so awkward. It is completely wrong. I must stop whatever they are doing and wake up.
Me:
“You cannot bow to me. The ranking structure is wrong. You must get up. Man is placed lower than angels. Even with us having lower rank, we cannot bow to you and you sure as heck cannot bow to us!”
All four angels rise together and the other three turn to look at Zephkiel, whom I am to call Breakthrough.
Breakthrough:
“We do not bow in worship or reverence. We bow in love. And we do this for a reason tonight.
Though man is placed a little lower than the angels, there is not a single angel who would not perish for mankind.
Though mankind ignores us, we are filled so deeply with the Father’s love for you that we we will do anything to minister to you and strengthen you.
While you are upon this earth, you are our assignment and if you allow us, we will guide you into the absolute will of God for your life.
To bow to you in love is nothing for us. Our love for you is so great that we would wash your feet every moment of every day if you allowed us.
We are not filled with ego or shame as you are, we seek only to please our King, for He alone is Lord. Yes, Jesus Christ is Lord and His kingdom is all!
You cannot comprehend the love that fills our being. It is pure, unblemished, and absolute in its focus. To spend time with a Courier is as close to heaven on earth as it gets for us.
We love you completely because our Lord loves you completely.
Do you understand what this means son of obedience?”
Me:
“That you will guide and protect us with your lives?”
Breakthrough:
“Think beyond life and death, think in terms of someone waiting for you to be born for five or six thousand years. Think in terms of someone assigned to you from before the arrival of Adam. Can you comprehend this level of commitment? Can you comprehend the Father’s love for you?
Every human born has different levels of angels assigned. Couriers are assigned captains and archangels.
Your words and belief systems are the parameters by which we operate.
As a Courier, you rank equally with the lowest of angels, slightly higher than man. But this does not make you more important, it makes you more of a servant.
Those who are assigned roles of rank lower than Courier have more authority in the earthly realm. It is thus so that you may not abuse your position of access to direct information.
Those who are not Courier have ministering angels that hunger to do their bidding. All it takes is an awareness of their own authority.
But let us now speak of the authority of the assigned.
Let us speak of the three, the seven, the twelve, the sons of Issachar, the mighty men and the armor bearers to the Courier and the seven.
First tell me, son of obedience, how do you feel about the seven?”
Me:
“They are incredible. I cannot remember ever seeing such a depth of love for God and His people, yet brokenness and humility and effortless spiritual authority.
I already love them deeply. As if I had known them for decades instead of weeks. I feel safe with them, I really do.”
Breakthrough:
“Their entire lives have been preparation for this vision. All but the Bishop were prepared and guided by Gatherers. The Bishop was prepared by Builder angels. He is an important bridge between complicated cultures and his authority and brokeness are an important combination to a very complex lock.
The broken man and his wife are the bridge between the six and the bishop. The broken man is a well of empathy and a flood of edification to all.
The son and daughter of legacy are the glue that will hold the seven together. Their love is unshakeable, their peace a healing balm. Their vitality and spiritual authority pre-ordained.
The son of grace and his mighty men are as the Berean Jews, holding the vision to biblical accuracy and even now the son of grace is being prepared to receive direct instruction from Uriel.
The Centurion is the tip of the spear in faith. He will set the pace in all things. His obedience to God is absolute and his faith a rock upon which the six can lean.
The father and son will be as pillars to all. For both are anointed as Elisha, Joshua, Caleb and Jonathan were anointed. They are armor bearers of the purest kind and are protected by legions of angels. Whom they favor and serve receive double and triple portions of blessing. Protect them and love them, they are keys to heavenly storehouses!
The builder is as Joab. He is a commander of armies but does not yet know who he is.
He shall be the instrument of revival that the seven unleash as a whip upon the enemies of the kingdom. For he is a soft spoken man whose whispers roar in the spiritual realm as a Lion.
The mighty men are the son of fire, the son of compassion, the son of order, the daughter of multiplication, the prophetess, the intercessor, the musician, Shadrack, Meshack and Abednego.
The armor bearers are the helpers, the feeders, the equippers and many others that are yet to come.
Now I shall speak of what traps and weakens every believer. Heed these words son of obedience!
The mighty are brought low by self-pity.
Who made you so weak? Who invited you to crawl around feeling sorry for yourselves in the mire of shame? Who gave you this spirit of fear? You are terrible stewards and foul fountain of bitter foolishness.
You are set apart, anointed, equipped and chosen. You are loved by god, served by angels and endowed with power to shake the foundations of the universe.
What right do you have to sulk and skulk like defeated slaves? Have you gone mad?
Do you read the same word that we have upon our very spirits? Do you serve the same God as we do?
Why do you buy into these lies and not see the sheer authority of your power?
Your self-pity is completely inexcusable.
Rise up. Take your responsibility and do what you are called to do!
Do you think the enemy is saddened by your self-pity? Do you think the kingdom benefits from your fear?
Rise up and unite. You are without excuse!
Faith without works is dead and so is the chain reaction of your obedience.
The harvest is ripe, the workers are few. Wake up you sleeping giants. The past has passed. Nobody but you clings to it.
Rise up and return to the battle!”
Me:
“Why now? Why have you only come now? Where were you my whole life? Why does Breakthrough only show up now? What of those who cry out to the Lord for your arrival?”
Breakthrough:
“Are you so blind son of obedience? Are you so forgetful? I have been at your side your entire life and we have met face to face. I have sent angels of good judgement to every saint but most turn their backs upon wisdom in favor of bitterness. They prefer to grumble and worship their pasts. Without obedience and a controlled tongue, we can do nothing.”
Me:
“What do you mean we have met face to face?”
I wrack my memory trying to remember where I might have seen or met this being. To no avail.
Breakthrough:
“Open your memory son of obedience. You have spoken my name but spelled it differently. We have worshipped together and you have entered the very throne room of God!”
Suddenly it hits me like a ton of bricks. I know who this is.
I almost sit down in shock.
Me:
“You are the Seraphim Zaphkiel!!”
Breakthrough begins to grow and stops at about forty meters in the air. Multiple wings have sprouted from his back and the radiance of the glory of God begins to shine from him so brightly that I have to cover my eyes.
The four Cherubim at the corners of the property burst into flame and hold their swords high towards this archangel that dwells in the very glory of the throne room of God.
And now when he speaks, it is that beautiful choir that I remember (from dream 9).
I am overwhelmed and begin to weep with joy.
Breakthrough:
“Why do you weep son of obedience?”
Me:
“I thought I would only see you again in seven years when the tabernacle is complete.”
The tears stream freely now. I shudder with those strange spasms that crying brings on.
Again that voice that is a choir speaks.
Breakthrough:
“This is holy ground, a portal directly to the throne room. Do you think your six months of diligent prayer and sacrifice fruitless? You are the principality here son of obedience and by your free will, the will of God reigns supreme. Upon this land it is on earth as it is in heaven. None who come here shall lack in any way. You are a friend to God and you are my friend.
I shall only move to the tabernacle when you are able to. You are one with the heart of heaven and all who are in covenant with you are one as we are one.”
I cannot stop the tears as they rush out of my tired eyes. I weep and weep in relief and gratitude while the Seraphim who calls himself my friend begins to worship above me.
He sings in that voice of choirs: “Holy Holy Holy is the Lamb. Worthy worthy worthy is the lamb.”
I try to sing with him but all I can do is weep. I am so unworthy of what is happening to me. I am so dirty with bitterness. I am so undisciplined and refuse to control my tongue. Yet I am chosen as a Courier to witness things that others beg to see.
I am selfish and arrogant. I am lazy and fearful. I can think of so many of my friends to deserve and desire this journey more than I, yet here I am, a broken fool in the presence of angels.
As every angel around me joins in song, my heart breaks with a loud crack in my spirit and the last vestiges of my old dreams with it. I don’t want anything else. My life does not matter. This God who makes the unworthy worthy is truly a God of grace.
I have doubted Him for so long and it has not affected His love for me in the least.
How deep and wide is His love! How His love blinds Him to our sin. How wonderful is His grace!
Here and now, the most beautiful being you can possibly imagine, resplendent in glorious light sings with the voice of a perfect choir with utter devotion to God.
How great must God be to have so glorious a creation singing of His beauty and His love.
We worship for a very long time and I don’t want to stop but we must.
And suddenly Breakthrough stands before me in His other, smaller form.
Breakthrough:
“The collective presence of believers are the temple. When they gather together in spirit and in truth, the Seraphim travel freely between them and the throne room.
I am both Seraphim and friend to wisdom for the fear of God, the awe of God, the revelation of who He is, is the beginning of wisdom.
Speak thus to those who read what you record and desire breakthrough:
I have shared physical strategies that will bring great wealth. And I will continue to do so. But physical might and power will have no effect. You must love wisdom and the spirit of wisdom is found in the heart of the most intimate worship. As long as you hold on to your dignity, you cannot find me. Nor can you find wisdom.
I am your friend, and I call you son of obedience, not because you are stubbornly obedient but because you have sacrificed your dignity. You have laid down mammon, you have chosen to worship God alone for hours and hours every day. You have allowed divisive men to mock you while you struggle through the frustrating humiliation of being a uniter.
And now more uniters join you. And I shall be their friends too. And together we shall command blessing!
Come son of obedience, let us worship together. Let us ascribe to the LORD the glory of His name; Bring an offering of love and come into His courts. Let us worship the LORD in holy attire; dressed in the blood of the Lamb! Let us willingly tremble before Him, all the earth. Let us say among the nations, “The LORD reigns!”.
All who come on Saturday to worship with you must come with expectation, for although I may not yet show myself to them, I shall join with them as they join with you. They shall weep in the presence of the Holy Spirit and you and I shall lead them to enter without reserve.
But now lets us worship together son of obedience!”
As he begins to grow, I begin to grow with him, and many hours pass before…
I wake up.