Shouting Mountains

I saw this picture lots of times in reference to ‘new ground’ in the church. We were all walking shoulder to shoulder in a line across this massive landscape. There were mountains and rivers and fields and just hundreds and hundreds of miles of land in front of us . It’s all washed out with dull colors. We were walking all in step and as we move forward, the land we step on becomes brightly colored. So thats cool. But last Saturday I saw that picture again only this time instead of walking all in a line (sort of like in civil war movies) we suddenly realize things dont have to look like they have looked and we all start running and leaping and yelling and the landscape is changing faster. Explosive. Then the stuff in front of us (even the mountains) starts shouting ‘they’re coming! they’re coming!’ sort of like the world is anticipating us. ~ *Riley

Let the Hostages Go

In my dream (I don’t see myself but I hear my voice) I’m looking at this rundown white big farmhouse. I’m facing the corner where the door is and praying in tongues. The longer I pray the more intense and angry and loud my voice gets until I am shouting in tongues at this house. (in the back of my mind while I’m praying I’m thinking I need to be careful with my son, I need to really watch out for him here) and all of a sudden the door flies open and the house starts letting hostages go. They run from the house into cars that are waiting to take them to their families. I woke up and my first thought was woah that just really happened. Then I was like well thats really weird. Then I remembered how I had been thinking about my son so I started wondering if I should go check on him or if he was ok and right then he walks into my room and says hey mommy and climbs into my bed. Weird. ~ *Riley

The Journey

I had a dream yesterday morning that our entire church was parked in a parking lot in separate cars waiting to caravan to go on an exciting, life-changing trip together. We were parked in a long line of cars and were going to caravan. It was very overcast and raining outside. We were all waiting and waiting on something before we could head out but it felt like we were just making excuses to stall the trip… like everyone was just too scared to venture out. I got tired of waiting so I just decided to lead everybody on the trip so I started driving out of the parking lot. Everyone started following me. When we got close to the road, William pulled out ahead of me but then he got stuck in the wrong lane in the road. As I was turning onto the road I saw a tire rolling down the street and for a moment I thought it was my tire but as I drove further, I assessed the feel of my car and realized it was not my tire so I just kept going. Then I woke up. ~ *Tori

The Garbage Chute

I was in a kid’s bedroom.  The kid I had been babysitting was missing.  There was a garbage chute next to the bed.  I thought maybe he had crawled into it which put me into a panic because the garbage chute led to a furnace where the trash was burned. I ran into another room for help.  There was a man sitting there, watching television.  He was unconcerned that the kid was missing.  When I saw that he would be no help, I went back to the bedroom, hoping that maybe I could get the kid out before he fell too far.  Also I hoped that maybe the furnace wasn’t on that day.  I felt the metal of the garbage chute, but it was warm so I knew the kid was in very real danger.  Then I saw a bulge in the chute.  The kid had not fallen to the bottom.  I could still rescue him.  I pulled him out of the chute, but now he wasn’t a young kid.  He was a teenager, and he looked a lot like the unconcerned man in the other room.  The teenager had trash in his hair and his legs and arms were burned.  I knew he had to get to the ER so I put my arm around him to help him to my car.  We were in the parking lot headed for my car when I heard a woman shouting.  She was cursing the teenager.  I don’t remember what she said.  I knew in my dream that she was his mom.  I also knew I had to protect him from her which scared the crap out of me.  She was coming toward us, and I told him to get in my car.  She stopped coming toward us when he got in the car.  So I ran for the car because I was still scared of her.  I got in the car and he was shivering so I put my arm around him to comfort him.  Then I felt a pinch on my leg which woke me up. ~*Lydia

Performance

*A dream from September 6, 2008

I dreamed I was at IHOP but that the prayer room was a theater. A fellow staff member was on stage and he was about to perform and give the IHOP people a concert. The audience was all watching him instead of being engaged with God. I went behind the prayer room where there was an observation window. The staff member started to sing a song by Sufjan Stevens called “John Wayne Gacy Jr” about the serial killer. I was horrified that he was singing this song in the prayer room. The man’s fiancé was sitting next to me. I was wanting to get him to stop singing the song and was complaining about it to her. She responded with “but listen to the lyrics. They are very spiritual.” The last four lines of the song are something like “but I’m just like John Wayne. I have secrets hidden under my floor boards.”~ Brooke

What Church is More Anointed?

I dreamed that the previous ministry I was in came to my church to minister though it didn’t physically look like my church. It was very rustic looking and actually looked similar to the building my old ministry met in. It had posters of different conferences hanging up everywhere. Some of the people in my previous ministry were glad to see me and very welcoming. When the ministry started to minister in worship, the people in the congregation were not really connecting with the Holy Spirit. The director of my previous ministry stood up in the back of the room and started preaching… from the back, where the chairs are. For some reason, the director of the ministry started using me as an example to illustrate some kind of point. He asked me where I bought furniture from and he had a very cold expression in his eyes. I stood up to face him and I said… “I buy my furniture here at ____” and said the name of the furniture store I use to work at. Apparently, the furniture store was also located in the church building somewhere. I remember there being a lot of tension in the room. Some of the members of the previous ministry were acting smug because they didn’t feel that my church was as anointed as they were. I began to worry what they thought about my church, even though I didn’t think their judgement was true. ~Brooke

Conserving Oil

Oil tankers can represent an important person who is anointed.

In my dream I really cared about the environment (as I do in real life). I had somehow figured out a way to conserve oil for the entire world so that we didn’t have to use huge tankers that could potentially damage the oceans. Because we were conserving the oil, smaller ships, rather than huge tankers were used to carry the oil across the ocean thus preventing massive spills. ~Brooke

Let the Lion of Judah Out!

In the dream I saw a leader who was worn out and fatigued. Within the room, locked inside of a lion cage was a young man who, ironically, seemed to have accepted his place within the Church in the name of “godly contentment.”

Within the dream, Galatians was discussed to justify the caging of this young man, but the book of Galatians had NOT been rightly divided. It had been divided, even added onto, to fit a set of preconceived ideas and beliefs that fit well within the traditions of man.

Within the dream, I share a message from God: “God says you are running a circus, trying to tame the lion.”

It was at this point I awoke weeping, crying out, “Let the Lion of Judah out!”~ Julie Whalen

The Lion of the Tribe of Judah represents the fierce side of Jesus

Monks, Mud, and Majesty.

Debbie, the kids and I went for a drive. The dream began with us on a very bumpy dirt road and on both sides of the road there was a barbwire fence with lush green fields on the other side. The fields were filled with majestic horses of all types of colors. The road came to an end and was met with a steep drop off and what looked like a valley. The road continued along the right side of the drop off down a path to the bottom. When we got to the bottom I saw beautiful homes made from a stone I’d never seen before and what looked like jewels and stain glass. Overwhelmed with it’s beauty we decided to get out of the car and go for a walk to explore the area.

Home after home, building after building we walked through it all. The area was desolate and not another person was found in the area. As we got deeper into the area we came up to the stonewall where just above the road had dead-ended into. We turned around and saw a magnificent steeple that was larger then the rest of the buildings and more extravagant. I wanted to go inside but could not find a way to get in… we wanted to see what it looked like on the inside. As we walked around the steeple a gentleman and a lady appeared from nowhere (as if they were leaving the steeple). I walked up to the gentleman and asked him where we were and how we could get in. He seemed to be caught off guard and would not talk to me. He did not say a single word… confused Debbie and continued to keep walking around the other side. At this point people started filing out of the building and I saw an opening to get it. Curious about what was going on we walked into the opening and inside was a beautiful space. It looked very ancient and made of stone and gems that I’ve never seen before. There were wooden pews and a few people sitting in them.

A church might appear like they have it all together but what is really lurking under the surface?

 

Thinking a sermon or show of some sort was about to start I lead my family down the aisle to sit. I noticed a few people were dressed exactly the same… they were wearing brown cloaks with hoods, had their heads covered and it looked as if they had put mud all over their face and the mud had dried so it was beginning to crack and peel. I didn’t think anything of it. We sat down a few rows back and about that time the aisles began to fill up with people. I assume the people coming in were the people we had just seen outside. While sitting down and looking straight up I could see a huge pulpit about 40 feet in the air.

A mud-faced monk might indicate someone with a religious appearance but who is covered in sin.

 

About that time the speaker or pastor or leader (not sure what he was) came out to talk. He too was wearing a brown cloak but did not have his head covered or the mud on his face. He was bald and had very thick dark eyebrows (looked like the guy off the movie scorpion king). He started to speak in a language that I’d never heard before. It sounded like a Monks language or something. Very deep and lots of humming… As soon as I heard him speak I realized we had made a mistake and should not be there.

I told my family that it was time to leave and as we approached the front isle one of the mud masked men bumped or pushed me into the aisle side and I feel to the ground. The next thing I knew I was being pinned down to the ground by this enormous person and was unable to move. He had his knee on my back and I was fighting with all my might to get away but could not budge. As I looked up I could see my family. 2 or three of the mud-masked guys were duck taping their mouths shut and their hands and feet together. I saw Debbie, Gracen and Darby all get duck taped. While I was watching Deacon getting taped up he was screaming right before they tapped his mouth shut. They proceeded to tape his arms completely together as well as tape around his chest, waist and his entire legs together. His belly was exposed. I do recall the tape being black duck tape, not the usual silver. When they finished taping Deacon the speaker/leader started making his way down to the floor with the rest of us. 2 of the mud-masked men picked Deacon up by his arms and started walking towards me. At that moment the speaker/leader met them right in front of me and without hesitation pulled out a curved knife blade and slit open Deacons stomach so his blood and guts flowed. I watched him die and then woke up. ~Gabriel Mayes

The Two Churches

Nick, Lyndie, Debbie and I were going from church to church just to visit and see how things were run. In the dream we walked into one particular church that was unlike the rest. When we walked in everyone was smiling and very upbeat… they all shook our hands and welcomed us in. Everything seemed very normal. When we sat down in our seats I noticed there were vials of oil on the back of the chairs where pens or bibles would normally be. At the time I just thought they were something that was going to be used as a prop for the sermon.

Worship began as normal and that’s when things started to get weird. As the four us began to join in worship (lifting our hands, praying in the spirit etc.) I opened my eyes and noticed that the isles were filled with the alter team (the guys who would take up the offering) and they were carrying gigantic glass vases of oil. They vases were so large that when held near their waste they would go about 2 feet over their head. There was no lid on the vases and the oil was sloshing back and forth and the alter team was trying to keep it from spilling. I then noticed that the congregation had picked up all the smaller vials of oil that were in the back of the seats and they were holding it with their left hands up in the air. These vials also did not have a lid on them.

Oil will most of the time represent the work of the Holy Spirit. It could also represent intimacy with the Lord.

After the last song the “welcoming pastor” told everyone to greet and welcome 3-4 ppl before sitting down. Right when he said that the dream transitioned to another time and another place. I am not sure if the time of this part of the dream was before or after the time our visit to this church happened. During this part of the dream Nick and I were praying for a lady who was demon possessed. While we were praying for her the demon manifested in such a way that it showed its face to us. As soon as I saw its face the dream transitioned back to the church service and I was shaking hands with a lady that was in a row right in front of us. Her face was the same as the demons face that I had seen and as I looked around I realized every person in there was demon possessed. I told Nick, Lyndie and Debbie that it was time to leave… as we began to leave the room the air got thicker and thicker and it became harder to walk out. While we were making our way out of the foyer area to the exit door I turned and saw a group of people praying for a person. That person was getting possessed just like the rest of them.

White flags are a sign of surrender. But how much you are surrendering depends on how high you’re waving it.

As we exited and went outside I saw a huge green field with rolling hills. The field was full of church buildings. Every building had a flagpole in front of it and a white flag flew from it. 90% of the church flags were all the way at the bottom of the pole. 5% of the flags were at half mass and 5% of the flags were at the top of the flagpole.
As soon as I saw the flags the dream ended. ~Gabriel Mayes