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| John the Baptist |
Dreams from the LORD 2007-2010
20 November 2010
Last night I had a disturbing dream. I was wearing a rough garment—it was brown; it looked like it was a robe made out of burlap. I wore a belt around my waist. I looked like John the Baptist or else I felt like John the Baptist. Everywhere I went people became very angry at me. I would say something and then people would violently reject me. Sometimes I would walk to where people were gathering and I wouldn’t say anything—just my walking into their air space angered them.
Then there was this one guy: he was short and mean-looking. He had a whip. The whip had a wooden handle and several strips of cord attached to the top of it; on the end of each strip of cord was a nail: it looked like the cat-of-nine-tails. This guy hated my guts. Two or three times during the dream he would come after me and whip me. The dream was long; most of the details are gone from me now.
The odd thing about this dream was that when it was over, it was played over again—like a movie reel. The exact same dream was repeated twice. This reminds me of that Scripture: “In the mouth of two or three witnesses let every word be established.” So whatever this dream means, it is established. Or maybe it means that it will happen soon.
Genesis 41: 32: “And for that the dream was doubled unto Pharaoh twice; it is because the thing is established by God, and God will shortly bring it to pass.”
In my life, because of my Christian faith, I have been rejected by family, friends and church people, so this dream makes sense.
[The short, mean-looking guy in the dream looked EXACTLY like a so-called Christian that I met in Absarokee, Montana: Jack Burwell. He thinks he is saved because he studies the Bible. Jack Burwell rejects Christ.]
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--Samuel Rutherford
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Shiloh
By Tim Shey
Brutal deathdance;
My eyes weep blood.
Pharisees smile like vipers,
They laugh and mock their venom:
Blind snakes leading
The deaf and dumb multitude.
Where are my friends?
The landscape is dry and desolate.
They have stretched my shredded body
On this humiliating tree.
The hands that healed
And the feet that brought good news
They have pierced
With their fierce hatred.
The man-made whip
That opened up my back
Preaches from a proper pulpit.
They sit in comfort:
That vacant-eyed congregation.
The respected, demon-possessed reverend
Forks his tongue
Scratching itchy ears
While Cain bludgeons
Abel into silence.
My flesh in tattered pieces
Clots red and cold and sticks
To the rough-hewn timber
That props up my limp, vertical carcase
Between heaven and earth.
My life drips and puddles
Below my feet,
As I gaze down dizzily
On merciless eyes and dagger teeth.
The chapter-and-versed wolves
Jeer and taunt me.
Their sheepwool clothing
Is stained black with the furious violence
Of their heart of stone.
They worship me in lip service,
But I confess,
I never knew them
(Though they are my creation).
My tongue tastes like ashes:
It sticks to the roof of my mouth.
I am so thirsty.
This famine is too much for me.
The bulls of Bashan have bled me white.
Papa, into your hands
I commend my Spirit.
Ethos
February/March 1997
Iowa State University
Genesis 49: 10: “The scepter shall not depart from Judah, nor a lawgiver from between his feet until Shiloh come; and unto him shall the gathering of the people be.”
The most terrifying recurring dream of my life was when I was very young, maybe 5 years old, maybe younger. It happened three or four nights in a row. In the dream, my brother and dad were looking everywhere for my mother, and at the end of the dream we find my mother being held captive and she is chopped into pieces in front of my eyes. She turns into a pile of fire wood.
ReplyDeleteI don't think it's any coincidence that my mother died when I was fairly young.
When I was eighteen, I had a dream that my father came to me in a meadow and told me that he had a disease and that it was going to kill him. This was before he was diagnosed with diabetes.
I have also had dreams a lot this year where at the end of the dream, I "wake up" and go to tell my brother or my friend all about the dream, I relay it detail by detail. Then I'll wake up and realize I was retelling the dream in another dream.
I think this dream of yours says a lot. All those who speak out loud for God are rebuked by the greater majority of people. Maybe a test is coming, or some sort of challenge. Who knows...
A few of my dreams are literal, but most of my dreams are symbolic.
ReplyDeleteThe Lord has had be say things and write things that make people angry, so this has been happening for quite some time now. When you confront earth with heaven or shed divine light on sin, most people don't like it.
I believe something significant may happen in the near future.
I agree with you. I feel it too. Like we are being carried towards something. I fear that I won't be ready. I pray for God to arm me and that I will be where I am needed.
ReplyDeleteAbout the two witnesses in Revelation Chapter 11: they could be Moses and Elijah--The Law and the Prophets, or they could be the Old Testament and the New Testament. These witnesses have been warning the earth about sin for at least two thousand years.
ReplyDeleteAnyone who abides in Christ has the Law, the Prophets and the New Testament engrafted into their spirit--and this is a powerful witness against the wicked people of the world system.
If you want to read something that will open your eyes even more on the Book of Revelation, read Isaac Penington's "Babylon the Great"--he has some deeply spiritual insights into the Book of Revelation.
to put in my 2 cents:
ReplyDelete1. you've been living your dream for the past 15 years and this has been a culmination of sorts of what you've seen.
2. certainly a precursor, the predestined action of your future witness for our Lord. (witness Genesis Chapter 37..)
Randy: I think it is interesting that you spoke of Genesis Chapter 37. Around twenty years ago this Christian told me that I was a Joseph (I went through a lot of rejection from my family).
ReplyDelete"Who is my mother, my brother, my sister, but those who do the will of my Father in heaven."
I believe the guy with the whip in my dream are "Christians" who hate the power of the Holy Ghost.
When Jesus was walking the earth, most of the Jews rejected him. Today Jesus is rejected by most people who call themselves Christians. People have to realize that following Christ is a narrow path. The Scripture "Take up your cross and follow me" really separates the wheat from the chaff.
My brother, I just have to thank God for you. I am SO agreeing with all you say, so far as I randomly click here in a SLC cafe! It makes my heart soar to hear you have been sojourning like Elijah for so long!!!! I can see you in the rough garb. I will pray you keep your head!!!!
ReplyDeleteLeslie: Thank you for your comment.
ReplyDeleteElijah and John the Baptist wore rough garments. I think the clothes that I wear are not really that rough--they are probably work clothes. The Lord has provided clothes for me over the years. I would say that my backpack is looking a bit rough--there is a lot of duct tape all over it.
"Those who are led by the Spirit shall be sons."
Tim Shey