(Reflecting on the events of the last year and what God has planned for us in the days to come, I’ve been spending time reviewing my past dreams and visions. The Lord has impressed on me the importance for the remnant, the true Bride of Christ, to fix our eyes on Him alone, “since things seen are temporary, but things not seen are eternal” 2 Cor. 4:18. Remember, you are not of this world. You were created for a higher purpose. Trust in that and in the One who created both your purpose and you, and abide in Him. Then sit back and enjoy the ride!)
Originally published August 27, 2017
I have to really wonder about my Father’s choice of imagery in my dreams and visions sometimes…some mornings I wake up thinking, man, I should not eat tacos that late!
Take my last dream, for instance. I dreamed I was cruising down a road in a camping trailer with my family. The road wound along a mountain to our right and was bordered by a very wide, swiftly moving river on the left.
As I looked out the window, it began to rain—jellybeans! I thought that was peculiar, but rather enjoyed seeing the bright candies come down and pool on the ground. As we rode along, the rain became a deluge! Yes, a deluge of jellybeans. Then I noticed that our speed was increasing right along with the deluge! We were soon careening along the road, tipping dangerously over the river with each curve, and I began to worry for the safety of my children. Not only was my eleven-year-old daughter with me, but I also had a baby boy!
I looked out the window toward the car pulling us, wondering for the first time who was driving. But no one was behind the wheel! Not knowing what else to do, I began to pray in the Spirit (tongues), but I couldn’t resist looking up to see what was happening. When I did so, I became so disoriented, I felt we were rolling out of control backwards! I went back to prayer, putting everything I had into it.
Then I felt things change. I opened my eyes again to see that we were pulling into a view point along the road. The rain had stopped, and I got out and stood on solid ground, high on a plateau overlooking the river and the road we had just traveled. I was a bit unsteady on my legs, but the sun was bright and warm, and all around me there were nests filled with young birds testing their wings and flittering from bush to bush.
See what I mean about tacos? But this dream was in HD and so real I knew there was more to it. I knew the trailer represented a ministry vehicle, and the baby something new that had been birthed in me or my ministry. But what about the rain? In my midday prayer I pressed in for understanding. The Lord led me to Deuteronomy 28:12:
“The Lord will open to you His good treasure, the heavens, to give the rain to your land in its season, and to bless all the work of your hand. You shall lend to many nations, but you shall not borrow.”
That is awesome! But, why jellybeans? The first thing the Spirit reminded me of was that jellybeans are sweet. Of course the next obvious question was, why not chocolate? Then the Spirit asked me what jellybeans looked like. Well, that was easy, jellybeans look like multicolored jewels. Jewels can represent riches, treasure, or reward. The Lord made me understand that He is going to pour out His sweet rewards for those who have labored for so long for the Kingdom and felt they were laboring in vain. Then it got even sweeter!
As I went back to the Word, Ezekiel 1:28 jumped out at me, as the prophet describes the King of Kings.
“Like the appearance of a rainbow in a cloud on a rainy day, so was the appearance of the brightness all around it. This was the appearance of the likeness of the glory of the Lord.”
Jellybeans are all the colors of the rainbow. This was His Glory Rain! Praise His Holy Name!
“He shall come down like rain upon the grass before mowing,
Like showers that water the earth.” Psalm 72:6
But that’s not the end, my friends, it’s just the beginning. As the outpouring of His Glory increased, so did the velocity of our ministry. I’m talking acceleration! In fact the speed was terrifying and disorienting. But who was driving the vehicle? None other than the Holy Spirit. We were just along for the ride. A prophetic friend felt that the tipping over the water represented taking great risks in the Spirit, the river symbolizing the Holy Spirit. The mountain on the other side of the vehicle represented the eighth mountain—the Mountain of the Lord.
Here is the most important part: Nothing I did or said would have changed our speed or direction, or kept my family safe. Focusing on the physical only brought panic and confusion. In fact, though we were ascending the mountain, it felt as if we were going backwards! Only when I moved into the spirit realm and remained there in prayer, did we reach the next level.
And here is the next most important part: That next level, was just a rest stop. Remember the baby birds, testing their wings? Yeah. The summit was still ahead. There are fledglings in the Spirit along the way who will look to us for direction and instruction.
“So He said, ‘I will certainly be with you. And this shall be a sign to you that I have sent you: When you have brought the people out of Egypt, you shall serve God on this mountain.’” Exodus 3:12
The Time is Now!
Now, I love my chocolate, but I’m pretty fond of jellybeans, too. Especially, jellybeans from Heaven! And Heaven knows how long we have labored for this outpouring of God’s sweetness. But dear intercessors, I encourage you to not wait for the rain to start before you begin exercising your prayer muscles. It’s time to kick it up. Focused intercession takes practice and discipline…and trust me, the coming acceleration is going to take all discipline we can muster. Not just for ourselves, but for those the Lord will send for us to disciple.
Think Moses. Think Joshua. Think Daniel. Think Jesus! Prayer can no longer be what we do. It must be who we are!
“Let us know, Let us pursue the knowledge of the Lord. His going forth is established as the morning; He will come to us like the rain, Like the latter and former rain to the earth.” Hosea 6:3
Prayer Warriors, to the Tabernacle!
God’s grace and peace be yours,