A dream received April 25, 2015
Isa 8:20 To the law and to the testimony: if they speak not according to this word, it is because there is no light in them.
Genuine or not? You decide.
Part 1 of 3 – The Faith of Jesus
My Guide (whom I recognized as Christ from His voice and His countenance of pure and holy love) and I were comfortably perched on the roof of a skyscraper. We sat on either side of the lightening rod, watching the miniature cars and people the size of ants far below us. He was carefully but quickly erecting a pole near the lightning rod, and I was doing my best to help Him. After the pole was in place, we hung a sign on it which said, “Surely I come quickly.” Revelation 22:20.
It was a joy to be able to help my Savior with this work. At the same time, a heavy weight settled on my heart as I realized the solemnity of His words.
My Guide gave me clear instructions on how to use a rope and harness to abseil off the top of the building. Rappelling easily to the ground, He left me sitting up there alone [representing the time when He leaves the Most Holy Place in the heavenly sanctuary to come for His bride and His people are left for a time without an intercessor].
After He was gone, I found a long rope coiled beside the lightening rod. However, as I dropped one end to the street below, the rope became hopelessly tangled.
Prolonged minutes ticked by as I tried to unravel the heap of rope, fearing that the sheer weight of it would cause me to lose my balance. Because my Guide was not with me, I could no longer look below me without being terrified.
Pressing ever closer to the metal rod at the center of the building, I wrapped my arms around it, clutching it tightly. I hung on for dear life to the only thing I knew I could hold onto – my Savior’s faith in our Father. He trusted the Father and so would I.
I could hear my Guide calling out directions and encouraging me from the street far below. I wanted desperately to respond but was frozen with fear.
Finally, still clinging to the lightning rod, I closed my eyes in prayer before attempting to untangle the heavy rope again. While resting against the rod, I prayed for victory in being able to follow my Instructor’s words so I could abseil to the ground safely. I longed to be with Savior again, whether it was at the pinnacle of a skyscraper or on the streets below.
When I opened my eyes, there was a small fruit basket just in front of me. It was attractively lined with a small cloth in a fruit pattern. I carefully unfolded a small square parchment inside the basket. My Guide had painstakingly written for me:
Howl; for the day of the LORD is at hand; it shall come as destruction from the Almighty.
I, the LORD, will show no mercy or pity when that time comes. In my anger I will destroy the earth and every sinner who lives on it. Isaiah 13:6, 9
With heart-rending moans, I clung even more tightly to the lighting rod. I wept for friends and family and countless others who would be destroyed. I wept for myself. Did I have His faith? Would His faith be enough? Did I have any unconfessed sins?
Through my tears, I saw fresh flowers in a glass vase beside the fruit.
Unfolding the parchment, I read these words:
I am coming soon. Hold on to the faith you have, so that no one can take away your crown. Revelation 3:11
After reading these messages, the tangled rope became insignificant. My Guide would sustain me by His faith.
Part 2 of 3 – The Word of God
Next, I remember wandering amid various ministry displays in a large conference center. (Maybe I was carried down from the top of the building by angels!)
I didn’t join them. I had absentmindedly laid down my favorite journal somewhere in which I had written notes while listening to the various speakers. Determined to find the book, I returned to each of the booths I had visited earlier. Sadly, however, my journal had vanished. [Human theories and ideas are like chaff in the wind.]
Then I remember seeing another book in my hands. Like my previous book, there was no title on the cover, but I still recognized the Book and hugged it close to my heart.
Part 3 of 3 – Our Heavenly Home
The scene then shifted to a forest trail where I was walking with about half a dozen other people. I eventually caught up with and passed the others until l I was walking alongside my Guide. Once again, He was easily recognizable. I had no desire to overtake Him. Instead, I longed to walk side by side with Him until we reached the mansions He has prepared for His beloved children.
We passed on, without picking up the keys. I had to keep moving along the path to keep up with my Guide, but I couldn’t help but wonder about the keys. Was my sister ahead of me and had she dropped the keys to the kingdom, or was she behind me and someone had dropped the keys for her to find?
Finally my Guide and I reached a fork in the path.
I asked Him, “Which way leads home?”
My Faithful Guide instructed me to turn to the right and I obeyed.
Oh, how discouraging to find myself in this dark world still… I have had a glimpse of Glory!