Dream 218

Builder and I stand looking at an open scroll that contains the layout of the land upon which we stand.
Hundreds of names fill the margins and as he unravels the scroll further, I see a list with millions more names.
Builder:
“If man would follow the path that God has ordered, every dream and even beyond their dreams and imagination would come true.
Do you see these first few hundred names son of sorrow? They are from all over the world. It is in their scroll to be completely committed to this vision.
Their heart beats as yours does for an exodus away from the godship of mammon to enter the promised land which is Zion. But not all whose names appear here will connect. Mammon is the greatest servant of the god of lies and would show his victims a beautiful blueprint that will never come true.
All he offers is a coat of new paint over a rotting house. For God dwells in the midst of His people. You are His work of art. You are the promised land. You are Zion. It is upon your heart that He establishes His throne.
But mammon clouds the vision of elite. And they seek out impressive shells and coverings with which they clothe themselves. But all those coverings are a complete waste.
The house you live in, the car you drive, the clothing and jewellery you wear… These are all just tools to get a job done. Yet mammon has sold you a blueprint that instructs you to wear and drive things that will draw the eyes of other people.
As mammon desires to be worshipped, so do his followers.
But God does not care about what you drive or wear. He sees the heart. And only corrupt minds care for what you drive or wear.
Hear this well:
Those impressed with riches will be the first to hate you for it and take what you have. For they are not impressed with you, only with what you own. Materialism and greed are magnets that draw the most dangerous of spirits.
The very people you seek to impress are the exact ones you should not be yoked to.
Light and darkness do not have fellowship. You will eventually have to dim your light so that those who are impressed with your lifestyle are able to draw near. And then it is too late.
You gain the affection of the world at the cost of your soul.
But these names here upon the scroll, the names of those who come to throw their lives into bringing unity in the body through prayer and worship. The names of those who come to serve the children of every denomination. These names here…
They are the ones who will see true riches. They will see the riches of love in community.
Have you seen an addict? Have you seen how they will sell and steal from their own family for their next high.
You are quick to curse them and judge them, but you mammon addicts are far worse.
You sell the eternal birth right of your own children so that they too may become addicted to useless trinkets. And what of your brothers and sisters in the kingdom who go to bed hungry each night? Are your trinkets more important than they are?
You cannot serve both God and mammon. Both have a completely different blueprint for you.
Nothing that mammon offers is real, the blueprint contains temporary rejoicing but moves you from addiction to addiction. Nothing is ever enough. For mammon is the god of not enough.
But the blueprint of God is pure. For God is a not man that He should lie.
These names upon the scroll are the ones who will find every desire satisfied by this vision. But not every name written here shall come here.
Do you know where you are son of sorrow? Do you know what this land is?
Listen well:
You have been living and praying upon a scroll of soil, rock and vegetation. This land is a scroll in and of itself. And upon this scroll is written ‘selfless sacrifice’.
You cannot walk this land for long without dying to the desires of mammon. For the very rocks upon this land legislate authority that rebukes the spirit of mammon. The Courier is sent to anoint and confirm the very law that the rocks cry out. Each day you walk upon this land, more and more legislative authority is written upon its scroll. But that power lies dormant if man does not each for it by faith.
For as handkerchiefs were laid upon Paul and power was imparted into the very molecular fibre of that handkerchief, so is this land. The Courier infuses and confirms what many prophets before have done here.
The blood of both Boer and British soldier seep into the soil of this crossing point. The prayers of both British and Boer ministers saturate the rocks. The cries of women and children for freedom are in this soil. These rocks have heard the cries of righteous men and women as they crossed this river here.
This land is saturated with hope and faith. Not one rock or stone here is deaf.
And God answers the cries of these people who prayed and travailed for the future of their children.
He says: “Turn your back upon the patterns of this world. Turn your back upon the slavery of Egypt. Walk away from the lies of mammon. Live as one. Live in community. Pray as one. Worship as one. Wipe out poverty as one!”
Those who heed His words and cause this vision to become a reality are a fragrance in the heavens.
They are a song upon the lips of the witnesses and a soothing balm upon the broken hearts of those who came before.
Their generosity and love seeps into every rock and every molecule in every grain of sand here.
It is their spirit that will be imparted into the millions of lives that will be changed upon this land.
As I was pleased to serve Noah, I am pleased to serve these who respond to the call so diligently.
But those who see and do nothing are but slaves to mammon. Puffed up in their own righteousness, filled with excuses to justify empty material pursuits.
Weep for them son of sorrow. Weep and groan for them. They are caught in a snare that leads to eternal torment. For you cannot serve both God and mammon. You cannot serve them both. They have nothing in common.
For mammon says ‘your life is your own’ and God says ‘lay down your life for your brother’.
It is impossible to serve two masters.
Many are displeased with the judgement of the son of God in these matters. But they do not know how mammon poisons the heart.
For you cannot serve both love and mammon. You do not even know love. Every relationship is a contractual negotiation with impossible conditions.
Do you seek revelation? Incline your ear.
At the final judgement, each man stands beneath the hammer of the god he served in life.
Only fools submit themselves to judgement according to the conditions of mammon.
God is not mocked; you reap what you sow. And this life is the soil that reaps an eternal harvest.
Do you think that who you are now is a different you to the eternal you?
No, your blueprint is your blueprint. You are you and you shall remain you for eternity.
It is the fool who thinks that an evil man will change in the presence of the holiness of God. For Lucifer and his angels were in that very presence and their hearts desired useless titles and trinkets.
It is the same with man. Either you love God or mammon and you will meet Him face to face, be impressed at first, grow accustomed to His humility and either love Him or despise Him.
Listen well:
If humility and love are not enough for you on earth, they will certainly not be enough for you in heaven.
Trust me son of sorrow. I have read the scroll of every person that has ever lived and what they write in this life, they keep writing into eternity.
Those who worship mammon and chase luxuries do it so that man may look upon them and be impressed. If you need man to be impressed with you, you are as Satan, seeking the worship and adoration of creation. In heaven you would have sided with Lucifer himself and made war against God.
Hear me well:
There is no difference between the current you and the eternal you. If you worship mammon now, you will worship mammon eternally.
Repent then, throw away your own scroll and enter the rest that is the scroll written by God. The burdens of mammon are heavy but the burdens of God are light.
Seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness which is humility, love and mercy. He is the God of second and third chances. It is not too late to throw your life into love.
The kingdom is all son of sorrow!
We rejoice over these kingdom builders who come to work with you. Tell them this! Tell them that the angels have waited for them and we rejoice. Their labour is not in vain. Their sacrifice is not unseen. We see it all and record it all. These uniters, these peace makers, these humble, willing servant of God. They, we call the sons of God. These shall inherit the earth.
For in this life the earth belongs to the mammon worshippers but in the eternal life it belongs to the peace makers!”
Me:
“The kingdom is all!”
I wake up!