Sunday, 6 January 2008

Choose life

Thursday 27 Dec
Dream .......... In my dream I was preparing for my preach this coming Sunday. The scripture given me in the dream was the Choose Life passage from Deuteronomy ....... still in my dream I spent some time thinking about it and about the old and new covenant.  Suddenly I was in church on the Sunday and I had not written anything down - I knew the message was in my heart - but as I like to have notes (need notes) I left the service during the worship time to write down my four main points.  I sat quietly with a piece of paper (almost like a post-it-note) and wrote down my four points - but I could not see what I had written and then I was called into the service to give the talk.  There was no sense of panic (which I get into a bit before preaching)

As I woke up from the dream I knew in my spirit that the key message was that this was about choice and that we, individually and as the body of Christ, have a small window of opportunity to make the choice between life and death / curses and blessings.

Wednesday 2 January
Vision ......... I was walking along the pavement in central London (very much like Victoria street where the pavement is broad) and suddenly - moving towards me - the pavement was heaving and concrete blocks were being ripped open as in an earthquake.  The pavement continued to break open with the gap increasing and I knew as it came towards me that I had to make a choice to jump to either one side or another or I would fall into the open chasm that was coming towards me.


Thursday, 3 January 2008

The new day will dawn

Sunday 23 Dec 2007
Vision of an African plain just before dawn ......... everything silent, almost of holding a collective breath in anticipation of the dawn.  The sky was clear and on the horizon was the hint of a spectacular sunrise. I felt such an intense peace with a sense that everything (trees, animals, humans) was bowed in anticipation of the dawn.

In my spirit I heard the whisper "The new day is dawning"

The picture, rather rudely and suddenly, switched to an air-force base runway, again it was dawn and my eyes were drawn to the tail end of a fighter jet (I could only see the rear end of it) and suddenly the engine roared into life and the flames and heat came out from the back.  I had the sense that the fighter jet was being revved in anticipation of 'take-off'  - very like the jets that take off from the ships - they rev like mad then almost catapult off the ship.