Dream of a Real Seed and Two Waters

Dream of a Seed & Two Waters

Some dreams are a reflection of experiences from the previous day; I believe this is one of those.

We were at an outdoor conference where the leaves on the trees had fallen off. We were just introduced to a couple of recently married lesbians who proudly declared their status and were immediately applauded by the Christians standing nearby. But I didn’t applaud and neither did Richard.

This was the reality that actually occurred yesterday, although Richard wasn’t physically here.

Richard’s anger boiled at the subtle demands to accept this couple as fine and right. But his anger alienated the ones who long ago decided to believe that some sins were fine and should be accepted by all.

I was also not pleased with this embrace of sin, but as I took this to יהוה, I saw three seeds that were intertwined, planted in dry ground. The seed was now one as bitterness and unforgiveness chose to marry and manipulation was invited to perform the ceremony.

Suddenly black water appeared to drown the seed so that no sunlight would bathe it in its warmth. A distortion occurred and what יהוה called an abomination in His Word became good and acceptable to many.

Then I saw the blue water of the Spirit, which has the power to cleanse and purify. This water was despised by some as it exposes evil that is done in dark places. When the two waters met, they didn’t merge because they were of a different nature.

The water of the Spirit is unstoppable when it comes and I watched it enter even the most hardened of hearts to embrace them with the love of the Father.

And then I saw ballot boxes appear on tables so that souls could vote on what direction they ultimately preferred.

I tried to share this dream the next day with the conference attendees, but many left the room and began to turn even more bitter. Suddenly I saw people from Judea and Samaria gathering the dead wood from the Land in order to kindle a fire for the daily sacrifice.

Upon awakening I remembered what we heard from a new friend how the Canadian sun was no longer yellow but white. He had also observed that sunflowers, which daily turn their faces to follow the sun, were now turned in every which way in a pattern of chaos. The photo above was taken on our journey through Canada.

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