Dream 206

I stand upon the land beneath Michael’s calf. Uriel stands on my right and places his left hand upon my shoulder.
Uriel:
“Have faith son of sorrow. God will never leave you, nor will He forsake you.”
He lifts his hand from my shoulder and I feel the familiar tugging at my spirit as I am dragged across a long distance to stand in a large, ornate bedroom where a couple are asleep in a huge bed.
I immediately realize that this is the room of the president of South Africa.
At first I assume that the bed has four pillars. But as my eyes adjust to the darkness, I realize that a large demon stands guard at each corner.
I suddenly hear a deep voice speak from behind me, it drips with arrogance. The contempt and condescension cause my skin to crawl and I do not want to turn around. But I must, so I do.
Principality:
“The Courier, powerless to do anything but gather a few losers to pray.”
I turn around to see a tall figure standing in the darkness of the room behind me. It is so tall that its head barely fits under the very high ceiling.
Principality:
“Neither you, nor the old man with his prayer meeting in the Free State, nor any ‘uniter’ will wrestle this power from me. We have shifted principalities into position in advance of your pointless attack. Every opposing authority has been fired and our position solidified. There is nothing you, or anybody like you, can do about it.
Here’s some advice Courier: Leave this nation while you still can.
Do you think that a few thousand white people’s prayers matter? This is our nation and you white pigs are our cash cows, nothing more.”
I immediately realize that the play on race is an attempt to marginalize my thinking to white versus black. And I sense the Holy Spirit within my chest. Before me stands the principality that guides and leads the president of our nation.
Me:
“You consider any tax payer, white or black, your cash cow. You consider those in poverty your slaves and voting power base.
You keep people under subjugation by dividing us by race. I will not fall for your attempt at division demon. Your time draws near and eternal damnation is your only reward. God will deliver us from this tyranny and all you do with your flaunting of power is expose your true nature to the very people who keep you in power. Righteousness shall prevail, the banner of abundance shall soon fly above this nation and there is nothing you can do about it. The great awakening is coming and I think it is you, not I, who should leave this nation!”
A flash of irritation shivers through the principality’s body and it wrestles to control its temper.
Principality:
“You white Christians are all the same. Huddled in your little white churches with your white friends and your white pastors, building your white estates and white walls around your white houses. The only time a black man or woman is welcomed into your white homes and white churches is when they have to clean them.
Do you think that feeding a few black children with your white food is going to make any kind of difference?
We are the gods of this nation because we have diligently worked among our people while even the most elite of your white ministers stay away from squatter camps and townships. Now that our power is consolidated you think to feed a few children?
You white fools gave us this power by plundering this nation and ignoring the children for many generations. You do not stand a chance of removing us from power. Our plunder will continue until the end of days. These are the spoils of war, that the victor may take what he wants from the loser. You whites created the poverty that keeps us in power and now you can do nothing to change it.”
Me:
“Your mistake is to assume that this war of racism stimulation will continue to divide us. It will not. A revelation of unity sweeps this land and your black and white terminologies begin to fall by the wayside. We will be one as God is one and your center of power will fall!”
Principality:
“Oh? You plan on helping the poor blackies with some cheap soup to win their loyalty? You think we are for sale at so cheap a price? Forget it. Your American friends will toss you a few pennies and you might spend a few thousand dollars winning a heart or two but we have billions Courier, our resources are unlimited. You will never have enough resources to influence schools. It’s too late in the game for any kind of campaign. We have won decisively. White pastor, black pastor, whatever. They will never work together, our campaign to divide white from black, white from white, black from black, christian from christian, and brother from brother has been perfect. You are impotent to bring in kind of change.”
Me:
“We will feed all who are hungry. Regardless of skin color or culture. We will unite the body and there is nothing you can do about it. This nation belongs to God and the time of plunder and division is over. Both black and white begin to see your strategy. We are already uniting as brothers and sisters in the kingdom and soon you will be crushed beneath our united feet!”
The principality lunges at me and I am whisked back to the land where Uriel and Builder wait for me.
As I arrive back, the four corners of the land burst into flame as the Cherubim unsheathe their swords in a display of awesome power.
The flames illuminate the night sky so that I can see Michael in his full glory and legions of angels around him.
Builder:
“Speak thus unto all who will hear, especially the seven pillars:
As you see the son of sorrow work to intentionally unite black and white pastors, so must you work to intentionally unite them. Do not concern yourself with complicated reconciliation. Only have them pray together once a week and worship as one each month. Bring them with you to the land beneath Michael’s calf as often as you can.
Be aware that the center of power for the evil that plunders this nation is division. If you unite, their plan will fall immediately.
Advance the kingdom by uniting the leaders. But this unity will not work by might or power. Only by the spirit. Worship together, pray together. Do not even attempt words of reconciliation. Only love one another and enter the spirit together. The Holy Spirit will do the work.
To those with the power to fund this vision, say this:
God works to unite a nation. The core of this vision is first unity in prayer, then ministry through legacy by raising two billion children in the way that they should go.
But first unity in prayer and worship. Open your heart and accelerate the assignment, pay off this land quickly, expand the land quickly. This vision shall be the core of the greatest movement of cross cultural spiritual unity in the history of mankind.
This vision is not to build a church, this vision is to build THE church. And the strategy is to unite the uniters.
Open your hands and build what is instructed. Throw your lives into this vision. Expect nothing but the advance of the kingdom.
All that is built must be of such quality that dignitaries and authorities would be at home upon the land. For this is a vision of unification. Withhold nothing. Make the vision plain, recruit givers, recruit manpower. Believe as the son of sorrow believes. If you bring unity, the entire continent will be won and the antichrist pushed back from northern Africa.
Be one as we are one. Every angel, every witness, every spirit that is before the throne, the Son, the Father, the Holy Spirit, we are all one. Be one as we are one. And give generously, sacrificially of your time and money to make unity your priority.
Where your time is, where your energy is, where your money is, that is where your heart is.
Your heart must be in unity. No matter the cost or the pain, throw your life at unity.
The world watches and waits for you to love one another. They watch and wait for unity in the kingdom.
And when you pray and worship as one, it will be as with the upper room. Thousands will be added to your number daily.
Hear me now shepherds:
“Your Sunday services are of no use to the kingdom if you do not show your sheep the path to unity in the body. Worship as one, pray as one. And you will see an outpouring of the Spirit as never before.
Unity is all. The kingdom is all!”
Me:
“Unity is all! The kingdom is all!”
I wake up.