Going Up To The High Places

As we stood in the line I recognized my young friend. His first time at the building he moved towards me in the line. We talked about what we were sharing. Our latest inventions. As the line moved we were required to get out our licenses, a credit card and a submission card from the company. We presented our ideas and signed the sign in sheet. Walking to the elevator I noticed a number of people walking into a room on the first floor. As people got on the elevator the atmosphere was quiet.

The elevator moved to the next floor. A small group of people got off. As we moved up to the next floors more people got off. Finally, it was just my young friend and myself. We got off on the top floor. Walking to the desk we were required to once again ID for security.

We were escorted into a large conference room. Large windows over looked the city. No one there but he and I and the world.

I awoke from the dream.

As I waited for the thoughts to clarify, I had this sense of excitement building. The scriptures tell us that “God is the Creator of witty inventions.” What will we do with that? The same God who in Genesis 1:1 created all things.

I thought “is this really about inventions?” I think not.

Lately I have been pondering a class, “seeing the impossible to be possible”. It is not enough for me to read about the miraculous, nor even to believe it, but to see it manifested. When we saw Jesus in Matthew 16 He was creating something supernatural out of the natural. Something did not exist and yet it was coming. And I say also unto thee, That thou art Peter, and upon this rock I will build my church; and the gates of hell shall not prevail against it. Making something to be impervious to the corruptions and the “wear and tear” of life.

My young friend represented a generation that is up and coming by natural standards, but he and I are of the generation that is chosen, royal and and able to do great exploits. The same generation…

Just as only the moment before a woman is pregnant and a child does not exist so is darkness with potential. Yet in the next moment “a child is born”, so is the creative force of the Lord found to be in man for the purpose of CREATION. Not just for art or music, or inventions or creations, but even for the very changing power of death(Why die when you do not have to?) into life, sickness in to divine health. Just as a pregnancy is started in the fires of a moment so is the creative powers of the Lord being expressed through you and I.

Not everyone will “get there” but I am convinced if we persevere and contend for the top, we will receive the top. The papers we presented at the desk? Our security is to be found in Him, our license to “practice” in that which He has perfected. The credit card representing the provision of the Lord in our lives. And the “submission” card, our lives given over to the One who loves us.

My young friend sees things differently than I do, but at some 20 years old, he is being wowed by the Lord. Only a few months ago, he did not even know the Lord. But in a moment, as for so many of us, his life was changed. What was dark was lightened by the “let there be light” moment that occurred. He is part of the generation here on earth that is dramatically changing the earth.

Going up!

Walking In The Geography Of The Kingdom

“The power went out. They are after us.” And then I looked at the clock. It was still lit and kept on moving. Even more concern. The very fact that I still had time with out power was a concern in the dream. I awoke and the only light in my room was on my clock.

I lay there and contemplated the reality of the dream. What it could mean? Continue reading Walking In The Geography Of The Kingdom

Believing For The Impossible Is Possible

fireworksWhile visiting here with a friend, out of the corner of my eye I caught what I thought was a cat or a squirrel on my steps. You know “look, squirrel”? Well, I found myself distracted and had to look over and not a squirrel or a cat or anything else human. An angel had walked down the steps. (Why it walked I do not know.) But honestly the whole thing “shook” me. I told the person it was “frightening” to me.

I know angels are good but why is it when I see them I find myself shaken? Even frightened from time to time?

Needless to say I know angels are always here and always available.

Forced to wonder why are they showing up so much?

I was sitting in the front row. Myself and a number of prophetic voices had been invited to a meeting with Bob Jones. The meeting was in a large auditorium. Each of us were to speak. I recognized many of them. There was assigned seating and I moved to the corner on the front row. The next speaker was Rick Joyner. I went to sit down. But what I realized was the seating was designed two to a chair. The style was much like fancy beach chairs. I did not think anything about it until a woman came over to the chair. This was not going to be good I thought. If nothing else this seating was extremely awkward. I looked around and saw others with similar looks. I jumped up and said “this is not happening.” The others looked at me and then other voices began to stand as well. Voices began to come forward with strength and authority. The “crowding” began to shift. As the voices increased in the room lights began to appear, sparks began to enter the atmosphere and there began to be a low rumble that sounded like thunder. As everything was happening, the “second seaters” began to disappear. Soon there was a very definitive sound in the room and clarity of voice began to emerge even as the “low thunder” continued providing a background for the voices.

In the second dream I was in a church gathering. It was my home fellowship and a meeting had just ended. I saw myself walking around the room talking and praying for people. Soon a song began to come from the front of the room. “You are so adventuresome” was the chorus and our leadership team began to engage. Something marvelous was happening despite the lateness of the day. (Service had ended.) A table appeared at the front of the church and two of our leaders began to hand out tickets of boarding to various places.

Yesterday I had the pleasure of a couple of conversations with two young people. One sat in my living room and we took the time to go over “next steps”. Next steps being “what is God showing you?” and “how can I help you?” The second conversation was young friend across the country. It was clear that she missed a lot of “being home”. I found myself saying, “I do not think it ‘get’s easier’ with missing people” after her saying she “wished she could be in ‘church’” with me.

Last week I had a dream where I “left” a piece of me behind. Something had been imparted and remained while I left. It was painful. (Even yesterday as I thought about my mom who would have been 88, a piece of me was ‘left behind’.”)

One of the ways I believe we are going to “connect” in the future is that we will begin to see “travel” of the translation or “teleport” kind. Last week I appeared in two friend’s dreams. One of those dreams I had my own dream and met up with them. When we talked we just got quiet and thought “wow, it is happening.” We “saw” similar things. (We are going to have to start carrying something not subject to time like “portal passes”.) Time miracles are happening where what would take x hours is taking ½ that. We are closing in on something we presently call miraculous, but God describes as “ME”. My dream yesterday of the “collective” force of members of the body of Life(Christ) bringing resurrection of the dead was powerful. (The Sadducees rejected the belief of the “resurrection of the dead” yet the Pharisees and others did not. Ever wonder about the Pharisees belief in raising the dead and where that came from.) Life as we know it is about to make a change.

The two dreams mean a lot to me. The first indicated a fresh breath on the prophetic from a place of rest. The rest is and will be the key to the “reviving” of the prophet and the prophetic. (Many voices are going to change in the coming days.) I do not believe it was a “woman” that came to distract us but a spirit. What I saw was men and women of the prophetic voice stirring a rumbling in the land which provided the back drop for the unique and mysterious workings of the Lord. I think the “two to a chair” spoke of the joining of the “apostle and prophet” walking together (Amos 3:3) just as we are seated at the “right hand of the Father”. Be looking for new voice to come forth. Fresh, rested, vibrant and bold.

The man in the second dream at the table was my friend Mark, an apostle here in New England. An amazing man and wonderful friend, the “boarding” passes were the result of the foundation we had seen. A prophetic word had been given to us by David Wagner, that we would be a “landing strip and place of taking off”. I felt the song was saying “sow adventure some”. The world has become a little friendlier in the last 24 hours.

Believing for the impossible to be possible is upon us. Carrying it out is in our DNA. Revelation 11:15 says “The kingdom of the world has become the kingdom of our Lord and of his Messiah, and he will reign for ever and ever.” The world’s kingdom is His which means it is ours and it is past tense, not something to come but to be accepted and enforced.

Today is your day. It is time to drive like you own it!

Life Is To Be Lived

My mom and dad bring me home!
My mom and dad bring me home!

Today would have been my mom’s 88 birthday. Amazing how time flies. She left this planet in 2001 during the 9/11 week. Miss you mom!

Last night I felt like I took on some things that were hard to wrap my brain around. It was not an “easy” night. I awoke at 4:44 feeling like I had been through a battle. Here is a potpourri of thoughts. They do connect.

This morning I was saying to the Lord, “there is turmoil in the air” and I felt the nudge of the Lord say, “Last night was the beginning of decision”. Change is not always easy but sometimes necessary for the place we want to be. “The beginning”? I see choices opening and options fanned out. Some decisions are painful.

“Will you trust me” says the Lord.

  • When I was young man I was on a canoe trip on Lake George with a group of young campers. We needed to get to the next island to set up camp. A storm came out of no where. It came over the mountains to the west and dropped on us. The winds increased and the waves got tremendously high for a group of 12 year olds. (Even for the older!) At the same time a large side wheeler was near, hidden by the rain and the waves were super high as the result of the wind and the boats wake. Shouting orders we had to get the canoes at the proper angle to avoid sending our supplies to the bottom of the lake. As the waves came towards and the first canoe sunk into the valley, it was no longer visible, so deep was the valley. It was tremendously “long” few minutes, but we made it through cheering and encouraging one another. Young people think fun. Counselors think “help me God”.

Sometimes you must get the right “angle” of attack to make it through. Straight ahead in the canoe would have left us upside down in the waters of the lake. Listen to the Lord and hear His wisdom.

  • Over the weekend there were many Facebook reports of keys locked in vehicles and apartments and even lost. I thought, how odd is that. I will give you the keys of the kingdom of heaven; whatever you bind on earth will be bound in heaven, and whatever you loose on earth will be loosed in heaven. What have you done with the keys? The “keys to the Kingdom of Heaven? I said to my friend yesterday , that “the keys have been given but by our own choices we have locked them up.” Moments later there was an interpretation of a tongue that said “open the treasure chests, open up what is in you!” What you lock up will be locked and what you open up is free. THE LOCKSMITHS ARE COMING!
  • While meditating on the waters of life, I saw a picture appear. It was a person who was dead. Dead, dead, dead. I immediately thought “why are they dead and how will I raise them.” (This has been a big topic for me as of late. Only a few weeks ago my grandson Jacob came to me and said “Daddy, you need to got your parent’s graves and get them out.”) I walked over to the dead person and laid my hands on their head. I could see light flowing from me into the cold, dark body. I simply commanded “life” and left my hands on their heads. During this time “lines of light” began to connect to me and provide “energy” that continued the power of the light. But what was weird, was there were lines of “dark light” that we trying to connect to me and this person. The “battle was on”. The person soon got up. I looked at the lines of light, both bright and dark. They all came from believers! People, stop with the “we are all going to hell in a hand basket” stuff. I am no longer letting people say things like the “kingdom is getting better but the world is getting worse” or anything that takes life away. I get bad things can happen, but as I said the other day you can not “have it both ways”. The power of life and death is in your mouth. (You may want to purchase me ebook on declarations and decrees.)
  • In the last dream of my night a man who looked similar to my grandfather, Franklin White Lee, was introduced to me. I asked him where he was from. His response was “Cape Coral, the HOC”. I woke up thinking that was pretty weird. Cape Coral is a “new city” built in the late 50’s. And HOC? I felt the Lord say, “House of Congress”. And the connection is? I felt the Lord say that there is a wave of motion coming from the “50’s generation” who thought life is going to be different. They thought retirement. But economy, government and recession have thwarted it. I sensed the Lord saying “watch for the move in this generation, for out of their time will come a revival of understanding and wisdom. It will not be lost but will increase.” It is time to enforce the law of life in Christ Jesus. Start to think “refirement” and not retirement. Start to thing long, not with a “hail Mary” but with a hail Jesus! It is your time, it is your season!

Yesterday was an amazing time in our church fellowship. From the very beginning with music that changed the atmospheres, to the testimony of a man healed from arthritis and could once again raise his hands and walk it was getting good, but soon to get better. As my friend Mark shared about the “whys” of deacons and elders in preparation for the installation of three dear friends as deacons there was an intensity building. We are in an awesome place. Far different than we were just a few short years ago. Why share this you might ask. Because what we are seeing, you can see!

Prayer of healing
Prayer of healing

As we prayed and prophesied over the deacons, the next was to let them pray for people. I want to tell you these people are my family. And if it is not fun in the family who wants to be there?

My mom left “unfinished” business and life she would not live. The choice to approaching storms requires wisdom. Don’t lock up “your keys”. Raise the dead and receive life. Watch your words. God’s structure is good for all. All good and all God!

The best life to be lived is where He is. He will never leave you nor forsake you. As my friend Mark said yesterday, “Freedom without relationship is just a long walk by yourself…”

 

 

I Will Rejoice And Be Glad

It came and it healed me
It came and refreshed me
It came and washed my sins away!
So I will rejoice, I will rejoice,and be glad.
I will rejoice, I will rejoice, and be glad.

In my dream this song was being sung over and over by the worship team where I was. The lines as far as I could see. (Full lyrics at bottom of page.) Continue reading I Will Rejoice And Be Glad

A Penitent, A Tree And A Book Of Leaders

barbwire(Sounds like the work at the cross.)

Last night I was in a large cafeteria much like the one I was in when I was a child. The large tables folded up to be put to the side. They were big. A group of friends were with me and we were sitting at a table neared the end. The last table had a group of young men perhaps 12-15 years of age. They sat on both sides of the table and the group was perhaps 8 or 9 of them. Continue reading A Penitent, A Tree And A Book Of Leaders

Are You In Irons Or Encountering A Lull?

I admit I get agitated by the thinking that we are always contending for some thing. Always got to work hard or harder. I do believe in the finished work of Christ and the need for us to to deliver the world from itself by exposing the lies that work against peace and rest. I don’t believe leaving my place of rest.

I do understand. Last night a few of us gathered for a meal and at some point we prayed about children and generations to come. Amongst us there are personal desires and needs. Recently my wife and I stepped into a world of change that while not unfamiliar has brought new challenges. Things to overcome. Continue reading Are You In Irons Or Encountering A Lull?

Is It A Cat? A Dog? What Is It?

Pop and Gunter holding me
Pop and Gunter holding me

When I was child my greatest artwork hung at my grandparents and my parents. As life went on new artwork appeared and old art was taken down. The refrigerator door recorded the life of the family. (Which is good because when I was a kid they had some ugly colors. Avocado, burnt orange, chocolate and copper tone!)

And of course like many children, I was asked of the drawing “Is it a cat? A dog?” I am sure like many children I probably shook my head and said “guess again” as they “did not get it.”. As I grew older I probably scrawled what it was on the page. Cat, dog, tree… But at some point my drawing bettered and the questions became fewer. Soon that artwork was replaced with pictures of family outings and sports or perhaps short stories. Continue reading Is It A Cat? A Dog? What Is It?

What Does This Mean? Valuing Discernment

helicopter1Last night I was in a dream. Somewhere deep in the dream, my wife woke me with “What is that? When?” I came out of the dream quickly. I moved into thinking someone was in the house. After assuring myself everything was okay, I went back to bed. (She had already gone back to sleep!)

I did not sleep well after. I looked for the place I was in the dream. I had left part of “me” behind. My last recollections in the dream were moving into a home to help people. It was a war zone. I had a knapsack and it had my “possessions” and they were left behind. In this knapsack were supplies. I know they will use them, but I felt empty. Drained. Continue reading What Does This Mean? Valuing Discernment