I started to write on a dream I had. (Riding a swimming horse. Getting out of the water. Sharks. Nets. A light house. The Bering Strait, reins and a bridle.) I chose not to.  (Other things were on my mind.) I began to change gears only to see the revelation coming…

In my dream I was riding a horse on a dark night. We had come to the edge of the waters. The horse never stopped. I moved quietly into the freezing waters and swam toward the boat. As we were moving I could see the glimmers of fins and large bodies in the starlit night. I never felt fear, but the water was freezing. We came out of the waters and the captain of the boat was there. I had the reins firmly in my hand. He took them from me and the horse shook off the water. I looked out across the waters and there was a light from a light house, pinpointing its beam across the tops of the waves. Tons of nets hung on the boats rigging and cranes. It was to be a night of fishing. There was great excitement in the air for the night and its harvest. For some reason I knew we were on the Bering Strait.

I like dreams. Where else can you hear God while in repose? But I was feeling like perhaps I ought to put out something “solid”, something a shade more tangible. But as I sat here I saw revelation. I heard revelation. (And I remembered things from waking from the dream at 2AM this morning.)

Too many have been in a dark night or a dark season. I am not challenging their Christianity or salvation, but it has been dark. Too dark. Perhaps painful. Even if you knew He would never leave you, you struggled to hear Him. Perhaps even believe He was real. (à la John the Baptist perhaps. “Are you the one?”) Darkness had enshrouded you. And you knew you must move. (Like the lepers, you can’t stay here, you must move on. 2 Kings 7:3) You were upon your horse. (Perhaps more than a mode of transportation, perhaps it signified ministry at one point or calling.) And the waters closed over you. Exodus 15:21 talks of a horse and rider thrown into the sea. The sea in that verse is a type or shadow of baptism. It signifies the death of an “old man”. Prophetic in nature it declares the death of one and the arising of One within. As the horse swam you saw the danger in the water. Denizens of the deep. The horse never stopped. Despite the darkness, the need to leave,  the danger and apparent death of things, your calling is moving. God has called and His gifts are without repentance.) Coldness has over come. Perhaps you have forgotten joy, left behind His presence in real and tangible ways. (I get it.) As you came to the boat, in part it signified a familiarity. A return to what you know. (Even as Peter returned to the waters following the death of Jesus. But Jesus came for Him. It was time!)

And while you released the bridle (your will) and the reins, you saw the light. While others prepared for the excitement of the night, you had your eyes on the light. While nets were being prepared and motion was taking place, you were seeing something.

The place? Bering Strait. I felt this. BEARING STRAIGHT! The place of changes and the home of changes!

You have felt you were on a pathway of darkness, a destination of ruin and in the midst there is something that calls you to move. To move on. To cross over. To come over to the other side. It is your time. It is your season. You had become comfortable with the uncomfortable. Enamored with the quiet. Content with “this is it”. But something reached in and predicated a move. Like the lepers you knew to stay was to die. (Had you not already died a thousand deaths in the “comfort” of your room?)

There are many who have stepped aside in this past season. But there is a reconnect of connections. A rebooting of power. Oh sister. Oh brother. We all missed it on a level or two. We all saw it one way to see it become another. (Only this morning I saw the hand of the Lord in a situation and I said to the Lord as I got my cream out of the refrigerator and said “God. That is not how I would have done it.” His quiet response was thundering. “I know.” My frustration broke in the humility of His wisdom.) He is calling you out. Beckoning you back.

There is not a doubt in my mind that God is speaking. Revealing. Calling.

Martin Luther King Jr. Said “Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.”

Some 20 plus years ago as I read this scripture, Matthew 11:30 “For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.” And in that moment I saw that He was talking about light, brightness, the antithesis of darkness! I was excited!

The Message records verse 28-30 like this “Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly.”

See the lighthouse. Be the light house.