Last night as we prayed in our home fellowship, I saw 3 visions that I have decided to share this morning. They were oil bubbling up out of the ground. Veins of gold (Not nuggets) appearing. And the third was gemstones being recovered. I also saw meadows of blooming flowers. Prior to this I had seen a disk harrow upturning the ground. Continue reading Preparation Of The Fields→
“If you guys can go to the other side of Houston, I can have you on your way home”, the dispatcher said. Home…we had not been to Vermont for nearly 6 weeks. As we left the truck stop, with the idea of a load going home, everything seemed to be going right. I climbed into the passenger seat and began to rest.
While in worship this morning I had a vision appear to me. It was a long vision. It started early and took minutes.
In the vision the Lord revealed to me a series of gears. The gears were grinding because of sand in them. (Imagine taking an egg beater out to your child’s sand box. And sit there “beating sand.”) I asked the Lord to talk to me about it.
This morning I woke, coming out to the living room and sat here for a moment. A quick rehash of what might be accomplished today was on my radar screen. And then I looked at the floor. Four very empty children’s chairs. A part of me sees the prophetic in the picture. That if you “build” it they will come. The chairs had been moved from our destroyed home in Springfield. My wife and I had cleaned them up and put them on the floor. The first thing my grandchildren did upon arriving last night was go to sit in them excitedly.
There is something about the preparation for a child or children that excites me. These four empty chairs and a table suggested my love for them, hospitality towards them. I never look at those chairs or the pictures of my children without thinking of my love for them. Without uttering a prayer. (There is a large piece here for people. Do children feel welcome?)