Dream 240

We are still in the tent of war, gathered around the active blueprint upon the table before us.
Each angel speaks in turn, pointing out a lot of detail and the motivation behind each strategy.
Revelation fills my mind and each day the importance of our vision becomes more and more evident. Failure is not an option, we must succeed!
Breakthrough:
“Emotional drive and total inner conviction are of utmost importance son of obedience. If the enemy can cripple the drive of a man, he has effectively killed that man.
For passion is a fire that spreads the good news and to quench that fire is to bring delay to millions.
A strategy without the will to execute it with discipline is a worthless strategy.
This is why the enemy works so hard to attack you upstream.”
Me:
“It angers and frustrates me that the enemy is now attempting to take the land from under our feet. What can we do to move in the hearts of the believers who have the resource to buy this land outright? Paying the land off exposes us to these constant upstream attacks.
Though I am at peace with whatever happens, a lot of people are sacrificing to make this vision happen. It messes with my concentration.
You instruct me to pray 12 hours each day, but how do you expect me to focus when bombs are dropping around me the whole time?”
Breakthrough:
“This is not heaven son of obedience. We are at war. The fact that you are still alive is a miracle. The fact that you are upon this land is a miracle. The fact that others are building, believing and worshipping with you are all miracles.
The enemy works so hard to prevent the fruition of this vision that they have less and less time to attack others. You have become their sole focus.
This is why you must be so diligent in prayer. If you do not pray, you will succumb to the war that rages against you.
You cannot yet see even a small percentage of the immense impact this vision will have on poverty. This blueprint is for a battering ram that will completely devastate poverty in this entire region. Millions of captives will be set free. Not just preached at or manipulated for money son of obedience – actually set free! Liberated from the spirit of poverty itself.
When a region is set free, a nation is set free. When a nation is set free, a continent is set free. When a continent is set free, the world is set free.
Do you think that the enemy will stand idly by while you build a vision that will undo all their work?
Poverty is the ultimate subjugation of man in spirit, soul and body. Steal, kill, destroy. Steal, kill, destroy. Satan wages war against man to spite God. He vents his hatred to hurt God by attacking the softest part of God’s heart, mankind.
And your generation must rise to be the army that defends mankind.
Do you think that the enemy will idly stand by while you raise an army?
He wants you off this land so that he can break your will”
Me:
“I don’t care what the enemy wants, he is not going to get it. Neither do I care to tolerate the selfish and lazy hearts of believers that care nothing for the poor. Heartless and vile is what they are. They drink from the well of grace and show none to their brothers. My heart breaks while I pray for a softening of theirs.
But in even thinking of them I feel ill. How do they pray in the spirit, preach the word and worship God with such dead hearts? I wish I was not even aware of them. I wish I did not know how easy it would be for some of them to make this vision happen immediately.
What kind of a man or woman clings to their riches while millions starve? How are they allowed to breathe the spirit of God?
I can understand this kind of behaviour by an unbeliever. But from believers?
The pit of my stomach turns in vexation.”
Tears stream from my face in frustration, I can’t help it. My mind and heart are consumed with compassion for the poor. Feeding them is not enough. We must liberate them!
Gatherer:
“Do not mistake a selfish heart for a believer son of obedience. The selfish do not believe in anything but their own interests. They are not even blinded by the enemy; they are blinded by their own selfish greed.
Their storehouses overflow yet they build more storehouses instead of causing the resources to flow to the battlefront.
They gain these temporary riches at the expense of the kingdom and lose their souls in the process.
You cannot serve both mammon and God. Which part of that seems complicated to you?
No, do not assume that these are believers. These are not believers. For though they raise their hands in worship, it is false.
Without love, every word is a lie. Without compassion for the poor, the captives and the prisoners you cannot say that you know God.
Many will cry Lord, Lord but Jesus will not know them. For to reject the poor is to reject Him.
Those who teach the word teach many things. But those who neglect to teach compassion for the poor have deadened their conscience and turned a deaf ear to the Holy Spirit.
This is why you see no miracles at their gatherings. You cannot please the Holy Spirit with theology.
Jesus was not moved by theology; he was moved by compassion.
If you lack compassion, you need a new heart. You are dead inside. You need resurrection.
And this is your calling son of sorrow. You will raise the dead and bring conviction to the seared conscience.
You are to become a gateway to the wealth upon the mountain of God.
For without compassion for the poor, the heavens stay closed.
Now you must listen carefully.
As Paul and the apostles laid hands upon pieces of material which carried the healing power of their faith, so anything you touch will resurrect dead hearts. You must lay hands upon every believer that comes to you so that they may be resurrected.
A revival of dead hearts is about to break forth upon this land and you are about to bring forth revelation of the blueprint of man. For every person alive is called to be a light in the darkness around them but they are subjugated by their own loyalty to mammon. And this loyalty can only be broken by the Holy Spirit and by the laying on of hands by uncompromised vessels.
Your frustration is completely warranted.
Look upon this blueprint. Look at these ministries to the poor, how they are robbed of resource by hardened hearts that waste money on foolish opulence.”
Me:
“Oh my God, my God! There must be tens of thousands of ministries there!”
I fall to my knees and begin to weep.
Me:
“My God, my God! How do you have grace upon us? Send a flood! Wipe us out! We are a foul, selfish species. We are worse than demons! I curse the day that I was born. I curse the fact that I am of such a foul species. Heartless and horrible. It would have been better that I was never born.
I cannot bare this. Let me sleep and never awaken. Let me lose my awareness of what we are and how far we have strayed from what you are.
Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!
What wolves and hyenas we are! What predators we have become. Heartless and vicious.
I am ashamed of us. I am so ashamed of us.
Create within me a heart like yours. So that I may be able to love mankind like you do. For these wretched, selfish creatures inspire me to war.
Change me! For I would walk off this land and start a revolution and drag the rich from their homes and satisfy my desire for judgement upon them.
What world is this where the selfish are blessed so richly?
How was I born to such a horrible place?
I curse the day of my birth. I cannot bare to even think of mankind as my brothers.
Help me Lord. Help me!”
I look at the blueprint again. Tens of thousands of missionaries with little to no resources while so many believers live in opulence.
My spirit retches as the painful frustration of this injustice threatens to overwhelm me.
Me:
“SHOULD I HEAR ANOTHER BELIEVER SPEAK OF THE POOR AS IF THEY DESERVE THEIR POVERTY, I SHALL CURSE THEM WITH THE SAME SO THAT THEIR MINDS MAY FATHOM THAT WHICH THEY JUDGE SO NONCHALANTLY!
I SHALL PRAY FOR THE DESTRUCTION OF THEIR FINANCES AND THE DRYING UP OF THEIR RIVERS SO THAT THEY TOO HAVE NOTHING BUT A SHACK AND DAY TO DAY HOPE FOR A MEAL!
I SHALL CURSE THEM WITH ALL THAT IS WITHIN ME!”
Gatherer:
“Though you be right son of sorrow, is such a curse righteous? Where is the love in what you say? Where is your compassion for their blindness? To do these things would make you no better than they are.
For they are poor in spirit. They might be rich in material wealth, but the poverty of their spirits leads them to eternal damnation. Take pity upon their souls son of sorrow. Lay hands upon them so that their hearts may come alive. Pray for them so that compassion may awaken within their breasts. Speak to them so that revelation might come upon them.
Take pity upon them, for they repeat that which their fathers and mothers have spewed into their ears.
Love them as the Father loves them. Be willing to lay down your life for them as the Son laid his life down for them.
You are not here for the righteous, you are here for the unrighteous.”
Me:
“I am sorry. I repent for my words. I am beset with pain and sorrow for those under the lash of poverty.
Billions of people. Billions. And two billion more by 2033.
Oh God my God. Let this vision succeed. Let us unite the mighty houses of war so that we may advance the kingdom of God.
Be still my raging heart. Come peace, be my friend. Come compassion, be my mentor. Come love, be my eyes!
Oh that I could sleep for eternity. But it is not upon my blueprint. Thus I shall do the will of God and hope for joy in it.
I beg of you messengers. Let me sleep now. Let me rest. My eyes have looked upon this blueprint and seen truths that vex me to the core. Let me awaken with hope in mankind.
Oh God, oh God. We are vile creatures. Bring us to repentance. Bring us to change!”
Guardian:
“The Son was vexed with the same pain Courier. It was this burden that He took to the cross, the burden for the softening of the hearts of mankind. You are His servant; you must be willing to bare His cross.
You will only reach and soften these hard hearts by worshiping in spirit and in truth. For these hearts are hardened by the yoke of the bondage of sin. And only the anointing of the Holy Spirit can bring forth the revelation of the Lordship of Jesus Christ that destroys the yoke!
Rest now and spend this day in fervent prayer. Let God be the lifter of your head and remind all who enter the tent of worship to enter with their chin down so that their heads may be lifted by God Himself.
Peace be upon you guardians of blessing and glory.
Peace be upon you men and women of compassion.
Peace be upon you Courier!”
I wake up.
I don’t feel very peaceful.