Are you going through the mill? (Do you feel flatter than a pancake?)
Last night as we gathered to pray for needs, encouragement, people far and near, I saw and began to describe the “victory” party I saw. In my spirit I felt this was a time of celebration. (A while later my wife saw three images; a stack of rings, confetti and a butterfly net, and what struck me was that she saw confetti falling out of the sky and a “butterfly” net to capture it.) If there is victory in heaven then there is victory in our lives, and just as the celebration of God and His goodness is in heavenly places, so ought we to consider the same in the earth. CELEBRATION!
So many are going through the mill that I have been drawn to pray for lately, seeking an answer. Why is my question. Where is the victory? And last night as I was praying, I began to see the following. (I was praying I think for one, but felt over the night it was more widespread as I received revelation.)
I saw a large cauldron, seething with the negativity of people’s voices. The stuff. I also sensed that “witchcraft” on some level was going on. And I saw the person go over and throw something into the cauldron. The seething immediately settled down. Anyone who has ever added cream to boiling sap knows how quickly it quells the potential “boil over” as it breaks the surface tension. (I am sure there is more revelation right there!) I was reminded of the scriptures in 2 Kings 4:38-41.
38 And Elisha came again to Gilgal; and there was a famine in the land. And the sons of the prophets were sitting before him; and he said unto his servant, “Set on the great pot, and boil pottage for the sons of the prophets.”
39 And one went out into the field to gather herbs, and found a wild vine and gathered thereof wild gourds, his lap full, and came and shred them into the pot of pottage, for they knew them not.
40 So they poured out for the men to eat. And it came to pass, as they were eating of the pottage, that they cried out and said, “O thou man of God, there is death in the pot!” And they could not eat thereof.
41 But he said, “Then bring meal.” And he cast it into the pot and he said, “Pour out for the people, that they may eat.” And there was no harm in the pot.
As I read through the preceding group of scriptures, I see many things.
- Elisha was type of Jesus, heralding grace and compassion as opposed to Elijah.
- He had just healed a woman’s son by “laying down” his life. (Seven sneezes.)
- Gilgal means a wheel or rolling. A type of the rolling away of the stone of reproach at Jesus’ grave. A stone used for milling-a round wheel.
- A dearth speaks of famine, of lack and yet this is where they gathered.
- Seethe the pottage, interesting that the word in King James is seethe. To boil the food. (Anyone boiling knows that many vitamins and nutrients are lost.)
- Interesting that the word for herbs also can mean “light.”
- The word wild connotes opposition, wilderness, isolation and danger.
- Gathered into their lap or that Hebrew word for deceitfulness.
- It tells us these were “the sons of the prophets” and they “knew” (yada=intimate knowing) not.
- There is “death” in the pot. Interesting. They did not recognize death until it was upon them. (The sting of death has no victory anymore.)
- Meal or flour-the resulting product of grain being rolled or ground. (Abraham first brought meal to the Lord in Genesis 18:6)
- We are told a man appears…Baal-shalisha = “thrice-great lord”
Are you going through the mill? It is perhaps because the Lord is desirous of meal or flour from you to be poured into the seething, poisonous brew directed at shutting down the ministry of the prophetic. When I was younger I owned an old mill house in Harmonyville. (Yes, that is where I lived. Somewhat ironically the mill was built by a man named Jacob Fish around 1820.) The brook ran beneath the house and through the sluice way so that the running water would turn the large wheels that would grind the grain, with it moving to smaller wheels to mill it finer flour, then to be bagged and sold.
Paul declares in Timothy that he is a drink offering, a libation. What if the prophetic is being called to a “meal offering” of sorts? Shaping that which is of creation and making it through our effort brought back before the Lord, as a libation unto the people. (We are kings and priests.)
The offering may well remind us that our calling, like Adam’s, is to glorify, develop, improve, transform this world, so that we can offer it back to God for His delight and pleasure. God made the world good, but He wants it to be made better; He made the world glorious, but expects mankind to work to transform it from glory to glory. God expects us not to bury our talents, but to increase them.
It may just be time to celebrate!
And my wife’s stack of rings? Many are coming into the Kingdom.