Yom Rishon, Kislev 24, 6003 – December 2, 2018

Change Of Perception – The Dream

Sometimes our dreams are just the processing of the day. Other times, they are from God to tell us something to do or not do, to warn us, or even to comfort us. I had such a dream last night.

Another person and I went to the property of a person known to have certain special abilities. It was said he could make sophisticated machines that “came to life” and were intelligent. It was also alleged that He could talk with animals and they would do what He asked. This house and land and workshop were thought to either be places of wonder and fulfillment, or some type of darkness. But which was it? This other person and I were going to see it for ourselves. We walked past the great mansion/castle/house into the grounds behind.

There was this wonderful feeling there, like an indescribable peace. The plants and trees and bugs and birds, seemed almost “happy” and a sort of “life” exuded from them. We moved through the lush grass with beautiful wild flower gardens all around. Then it was as if we knew He was coming from the house. We ran towards what was a very spacious older but well kept pole barn and snuck in quietly through the oversized man door. The place was fairly wide open, with what appeared to be an open workshop area at the far end but on the same side as the man door. We felt certain He was coming to his workshop, and we were starting to feel a bit frantic that we would be discovered for trespassing. We ran to the far end opposing corner where we found a couple old tarps laying on the ground, and a couple pieces of large flat cardboard spacers that had been discarded into this pile of seemingly out of place disarrayed trash. Looking back, it was as if they actually appeared as we were looking for a place to hide. We quickly each covered ourselves with these tarps, not quite large enough for the task, and propped a piece of cardboard in front of us that was barely large enough to hide our head and upper torso from the line of sight from the man door and workshop area. Not sure what we thought all that would accomplish, but we waited with the excitement of a couple kids for the Owner to come through the door. The knob turned and He entered.

He seemed to be an overly tall well built fellow, but a bit boisterous, and… happy. He was speaking to someone and sort of singing as He entered, and later I was to understand he was talking to the plants and animals, which made them happy as well. He moved to his workshop and continued to talk and sing occasionally, as He was enjoying creating some new invention. Then He needed something which He did not have, and got up from his chair, walking in our direction. He walked between us and did not step on what we hoped appeared like piles of tarp and cardboard, retrieving something from the wall. I was worried because my friend was not well covered, and I thought would most certainly be easily found out.

But my friend did not wait for that, and they revealed them self to the Owner. He smiled and politely introduced himself, bowing his head slightly, calling my friend by name. There was a slight pause, and I knew it was for me. I stood up and introduced myself. He just smiled, as if he knew the two of us were there all along. He was just waiting for each of us to be ready to show ourselves to Him. And though He introduced Himself and called us by name before we could, we never truly saw His full face. And it was as if he had been expecting us, treating us like royal guests or something. We were very happy, and he began to take us over to his workshop area to reveal and explain the things he had and was creating.

Next I was on his back porch, sitting on a bench-railing with my back to the yard. He was to my right, and I knew that He wanted me to be sitting quite still. There was a furry creature on the railing that He was giving an occasional piece of food to, like nuts and fruit or something. At the same time, He was working on another of His amazing inventions, sometimes pivoting to His left to tweak something, then pivoting back to the furry creature. It was then I realized that they were talking to each other, in English. The furry creature I shall call Mr. Badger, was going on about something, expressing concern half the time and the other half making quips and sarcastic jokes, at which they would both laugh. Then the owner would sometimes correct Mr. B with a bit of wise instruction. Mr. B always openly accepted this instruction. I realized my friend was not with us on the porch, and I knew that I was there to be introduced to yet more “secrets of the universe” by the Owner. He wanted me to speak to Mr. B, so I did.

Mr. Badger was caught off guard, and began to stutter a bit and then made pretty phony animal sounds. These sounds gradually became truly realistic animal sounds. Then the Owner told Mr. B, “It’s okay. He is with me and I want him to learn to converse with you.” Mr. B was silent for a moment, then broke out into a full Jersey accent asking me how I was and telling me he wanted me to meet his family. The Mrs. and a couple kids came bounding up onto the platform like porch, then on to my lap. Mrs. B would charge my face, tucking her head at the last minute to stick it firmly under my chin and against my neck. She did this a few times and each time snuggled there a bit longer. She had no idea of the force of the impact, and just wanted to show affection. The Owner revealed to me to let her know that she was being a tad bit rough, which I did, and she instantly adjusted to the point of becoming almost like a trained pet. The conversation went on for a bit, the six of us there. I knew my friend was close and okay, their destiny revealed. And I also knew that the Owner wanted me to watch over this portion of His estate, like it was my destiny. We developed an unspoken bond there on that porch, one that I knew would last forever, no matter what I might do right or wrong. The life that was flowing from everything there was actually coming from Him, and He was the source of it all. Then I woke up.

I am sharing this dream because I believe it was from God, our Father, and the Owner in this dream. He waits for each of us to come out of hiding. When we do, His love is ours freely, and He calls us by name. He wants nothing but good for us, and He will give to us our destiny, if we let Him. It is His life that flows through the creation, and we are meant to keep the creation in tact for Him.

Prayer
Father, we exalt You. You alone are our King. Praise the name YAH! Let Your kingdom come here in the hearts and minds and bodies of the people. Let Your will be done here as it is in heaven, so perfectly. Send us Your overwhelming provision, and let it overflow to those around us. Forgive us our trespasses and transgressions, and help us all to forgive those that have trespassed or transgressed against us. Wipe away all thoughts and memories of the evil done to us or by us. In their place let there be only thoughts and memories of You and Your love for us. Deliver us from the evil here, in us or around us. Let us be a part of Your plan. Restore all that the worm has eaten. Restore one thousandfold all that the enemy has taken or held back of that which is good, and the more besides. Send in quickly the $423,523,962.53 that we might use it to promote the kingdom of God here in the hearts and minds and bodies of the people. We ask all these things of You, Father, in the name YAH Yeshuah HaMashiak. Amen.