I had a dream today. Well, not exactly today. But that was the way I heard it in my spirit.
"I HAD A DREAM."
Shortly after hearing this statement, while watching a 7 year old video of a prophetic sermon given by John Paul Jackson. The dream below that I had several years ago came into my spirit. I can remember quite a bit of the detail of the dream. The images of that dream played back in my mind. But then I was given instructions to retrieve the dream and read it again. Here was my dream and the interpretation GOD provided back on July 18, 2019.
July 18, 2019 dream
I was in this house – my house. And all my family was there. I remember seeing my best friend, one of my daughters, and a few of my grandkids and I felt the presence of my son-in-law but didn't see him. I don't remember seeing my youngest daughter either.
We were all gathered and talking, and the kids were running around playing. All the windows were opened to let the breeze in.
At some point, I SENSED a storm was coming, but no one else did. In fact, everyone thought I was being weird – overreactive. Yet, I was trying to get everyone to close the windows, but no one would help. So, I started to close a window on the right side in the back of the house where everyone was. Then, my best friend finally walked over to another window on the far-left side to close it. As I closed mine, I noticed it was completely dark, although it was daytime, and the wind was getting stronger and louder.
But, when I look towards my best friend, she was busy talking more than trying to QUICKLY close the window. I got upset with her. So, I yelled, “hurry up and close the window before a tree falls.”
She gave me this sarcastic look and started to close the window and immediately a tree fell on that side of the house, crashing through the roof and the window that she was attempting to close.
Before I had time enough to fuss or attempt to prepare everyone for what they needed to do next. A tornado came and lifted the house. And the house started to go higher and higher and to spin really fast. (At this point, I am looking down into the dream from a high place).
As the house spins, I could see myself holding onto something to keep me from flying away but I don't see anyone else. At some point, I looked outside where the tree had damaged the left side of the house and roof and I could see that my house was riding on the very top of the storm. At some point, the storm threw the house back to the ground. And the house immediately started to slide and tumble through a wooded area, and down a hill until it landed on the pavement.
When I got up, I noticed all my furniture that was in the house was in the right place as they were before the storm except for the curtains. All the curtains were gone. But the house was intact except for the hole on the left side where the tree had fallen.
I scrambled to find a phone and called 911. An operator answered. I was crying and as I was telling her what happened, and that my family was missing, I noticed the left side of the house was starting to lean downward causing the house to rock back and forth.
I started screaming “oh my God!” into the phone when I realized the house was about to fall into a body of water.
Before I could get out, it falls in and calmly floated down a river. I had no idea where I was. But I wasn't hurt. Only my hair was messy.
I was unsure where the river would take the house, so I knew I needed to get out. I finally was able to jump out of the house onto dry land. And as soon as I did, the house moved out of the river onto dry land and started rolling destructively down a road along a hillside. I chased it because I had no other place to go for cover. As I chased it, I was yelling for help along the way. I noticed that I was on some kind of construction site where they are building new homes. Off to my left were 3 men working on a house. But no one noticed me, nor my house rolling down the hill. Then I saw a huge black man coming out of the garage of the house. I yelled at him as I pointed at my house. He looked and that's when he saw the house as it was passing by him. He tried to stop it, but he was too late. He ran to look at it - where it fell over a hillside. He looked back at me and said the house was okay.
I looked around to get my bearings, but I had no clue where I was. So, I turned to the guy to ask where I was, but he went back to work as if I was never there.
And then I woke up.
In the dream, my house was a symbolic replica of God’s Church, His Bride, the Body of Christ on earth. Inside the house was the presence of my immediate family members that are closest to me– my best friend, my daughters, my grandchildren, and my son-in-law. But what was interesting, even though all their presences were evident in my house, not everyone was physically present before the storm arrived nor after the storm had left. For instance, those who were physically in the house with me before the storm were my best friend, all my grandkids, and one of my daughters. Those whose presence I could sense but was not physically there were one of my daughters and my son-in-law (compare to Matthew 24:39-42).
THEIR RESPONSE WAS TOO LATE
When we were in the house, no one sensed the coming storm, but I. In fact, others were critical and sarcastic about my preceded discernment relating to the storm.
As I was attempting to prepare for the coming storm, my preparations were halted by the attitude and distractive behaviors of others. And because I gave more attention to their bad behaviors than properly preparing myself and everyone for the storm, we all got caught off guard when the storm hit us.
At some point, when I started to close the windows to provide protection and cover for myself and everyone in the house; one person noticed and realized that something might happen. So, she attempted to help me by closing another window on the opposite side of the room, but she became easily attracted and distracted by the entertainment that was happening in the room. As a result, she never closed the window. Her hands were on the window in a downward position to pull the window down, but she never did. Instead, she opted to engage in conversation, instead of focusing her attention on what needed to be done, which was closing the windows to protect and cover everyone in the house.
Before I could respond to her, the storm, a tornado hit the house. And where my friend once stood, a tree fell on the house in that exact spot. This shows that some will respond to the coming destruction too late and end up as causal Christians because of their own distractions and late response to the significant sign and warning. The warning was the voice of God’s true servant who sensed and discerned that a storm was coming. The sign was when the conditions outside of the house suddenly changed from daytime to darkness along with the sudden change in the strength and the sounds of the wind.
ABOVE THE STORM
During the storm, the tornado picked up the house, lifted and carried it up to the very top of the tornado. As it was lifted higher and higher, the house was spinning faster and faster. The spinning of the house is a sign that all Christians will not be spared from the effects of what is about to come. WE ALL WILL BE IMPACTED AND AFFECTED BY THE COMING DESTRUCTION one way or another. However, it is the force and the strength of the storm that raises the house to the very top of the storm, which so happens to be the safest place to be during the storm. This is God’s Spirit, lifting His people above all the destruction that is happening below. Hiding them in the least likely place – above the storm.
While at the top of the storm, from a high place, I was able to see inside the house, and I noticed all the people who were with me were gone. Only I was left inside the house, in a corner, holding on for dear life as the house keeps spinning in the upper atmosphere. The people that were with me before the storm and now missing is what we will see take place in God’s House when the storm comes. People will abandon truth and the safety of God’s House.
Once the storm finished its destructive work, it quickly disappears, suddenly and violently throwing the house to the ground. Anything that is not rooted in God’s word will not survive this sudden thrust to the ground. To ensure that everything that is not of God is not left in His house, as the house hits the ground, it slides and tumbles down a high hill through a wooded area before it comes to a complete stop. Through this violent commotion, everything is removed that is not pure and holy.
The furniture that remains in its place during and after the storm represents the solid hearts of God’s people who will be able to ride out this coming destruction. His chosen people. His true remnant. However, during the first part of the storm, all the curtains were ripped out of all the windows. The curtains represent false leaders, wolves in sheep's clothing, who have failed to cover and protect God’s sheep. There will be no trace left of them once the storm has hit and gone.
Then there was the hole on the left side of the house from where the tree had fallen on it just before the tornado hit. It is a reminder of the damage done to God’s House and His people.
THE AFTERMATH OF A STORM
After the house settled, I attempted to call 911 for help and to report my loss. Although someone answered my call, they were not helpful. 911 represents the government and the systems it has in place supposedly to help the people. But during this storm, their funding, resources, and manpower will be of no use to anyone.
Over the centuries, God has always used dreams to communicate with His servants. As students of the Bible, we know, in the past, God has spoken to His servants like Jacob (Genesis 37:5-10), Joseph, the husband of Mary (Matthew 2:12-22), Solomon (1 Kings 3:5-15), and many others through dreams (Daniel 2:1; 7:1; Joel 2:28; Matthew 27:19; Acts 2:17).
This blog is really not about me, but more about my Father and our relationship. How we interact with one another and my response to His prompting. To be honest, at the moment, I do not know what to expect from this blog. I have no idea how personal I will get, what exactly I will share, and how often I will do it. But one thing is for certain. I will share what God places on my heart to share.