Post by Evangelist Joy on Jan 29, 2005 21:29:10 GMT -5
Praise the Lord, Women of God!
I am overwhelmed at how much God is speaking to me lately. I am truly excited about how He is moving, but also prayerful for those who don't know Him.
Last night, I had a dream, and I know the Lord was speaking during the dream. However, I'm struggling with the exact interpretation. I will continue to pray for complete understanding. I do have some ideas about it's meaning. If there is a prophetess here who can help with the interpretation, please do.
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In the dream, I was wearing a black suit with a red blouse, and I was accompanied by two women dressed exactly the same as me. I don't know who they were, but their voices sounded very familiar. I'm sure they are women I know, but I don't remember their faces. They seemed to be slightly older than me, and I seemed to follow them and look up to them. Throughout the dream, we were together, and I was always standing between them or following behind them.
At the beginning, we were standing in the back of a church, looking at a service. It was as if we were in a hallway, staring into the sanctuary. We were in no way involved, but just looking at what was going on. For some reason, we turned around and walked out. We seemed to walk for a very long time. While in the streets, we stopped to preach, teach and even sing. Though a significant amount of time passed, I wasn't tired nor hungry. After a while, we stopped at a truck. It had the shape of an ice cream truck. It was driven by a heavyset woman with short, curly hair. The two women with me obviously knew her. Again, I don't know who she was, yet she seemed so familiar and warm. She told us to come inside for protection. Nevertheless, I felt no fear of anything. I didn't feel as if any danger was coming. I followed the other two ladies onto this little truck, and there were benches inside. It was cosy, but humble. We sat and ate. We talked, prayed and sang songs. After some time, we hugged the lady, and went back into the streets.
Later, we came up on a church. I don't remember the outside of it, but I knew it was the same church we had just left. It was strange because we never turned around to return the way we came. Also, the building was brand new. This time, we walked into the church again, and stood in the hallway at the rear of the sanctuary. Everything was the same, but brand new. The church was empty with the exception of the two ladies and myself. As we looked toward the pulpit, the voice of God said, "Tear this church down." At that very moment, all the windows blew in and landed around our feet. Yet, we were not fearful, and we were never cut or hurt. Then, God said, "Reset the foundation, and rebuild the church." At that moment, the pieces of glass gathered back together and flew toward the windows. They were immediately repaired as if nothing had happened.
The three of us instantly turned around and walked out, just as we had the first time. Another point is that I heard these women speak to one another, and I spoke to them. Yet, they never said anything directly to me, including the lady on the truck.
I am overwhelmed at how much God is speaking to me lately. I am truly excited about how He is moving, but also prayerful for those who don't know Him.
Last night, I had a dream, and I know the Lord was speaking during the dream. However, I'm struggling with the exact interpretation. I will continue to pray for complete understanding. I do have some ideas about it's meaning. If there is a prophetess here who can help with the interpretation, please do.
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In the dream, I was wearing a black suit with a red blouse, and I was accompanied by two women dressed exactly the same as me. I don't know who they were, but their voices sounded very familiar. I'm sure they are women I know, but I don't remember their faces. They seemed to be slightly older than me, and I seemed to follow them and look up to them. Throughout the dream, we were together, and I was always standing between them or following behind them.
At the beginning, we were standing in the back of a church, looking at a service. It was as if we were in a hallway, staring into the sanctuary. We were in no way involved, but just looking at what was going on. For some reason, we turned around and walked out. We seemed to walk for a very long time. While in the streets, we stopped to preach, teach and even sing. Though a significant amount of time passed, I wasn't tired nor hungry. After a while, we stopped at a truck. It had the shape of an ice cream truck. It was driven by a heavyset woman with short, curly hair. The two women with me obviously knew her. Again, I don't know who she was, yet she seemed so familiar and warm. She told us to come inside for protection. Nevertheless, I felt no fear of anything. I didn't feel as if any danger was coming. I followed the other two ladies onto this little truck, and there were benches inside. It was cosy, but humble. We sat and ate. We talked, prayed and sang songs. After some time, we hugged the lady, and went back into the streets.
Later, we came up on a church. I don't remember the outside of it, but I knew it was the same church we had just left. It was strange because we never turned around to return the way we came. Also, the building was brand new. This time, we walked into the church again, and stood in the hallway at the rear of the sanctuary. Everything was the same, but brand new. The church was empty with the exception of the two ladies and myself. As we looked toward the pulpit, the voice of God said, "Tear this church down." At that very moment, all the windows blew in and landed around our feet. Yet, we were not fearful, and we were never cut or hurt. Then, God said, "Reset the foundation, and rebuild the church." At that moment, the pieces of glass gathered back together and flew toward the windows. They were immediately repaired as if nothing had happened.
The three of us instantly turned around and walked out, just as we had the first time. Another point is that I heard these women speak to one another, and I spoke to them. Yet, they never said anything directly to me, including the lady on the truck.