How To Disappear And Change The World

“You know the day destroys the night…”

A few nights ago I had a dream. With everything going on I just sat on it and let it percolate. Honestly it disturbed me a slightly.

Here was a map over and aerial view with 5 areas “smudged out” almost as if there was a cloud over that area that would not allow the satellite camera to see. As two of us looked over the map I said “I know there is something there. I am going.” I got in my vehicle and headed there.

  • Warehouse
    When I got the first place it was like an old warehouse, but it was extremely secure. There were guards and concertina wired fences. It was early morning and dark but this placed was lit up like a sun and yet it did not appear on the camera image. I sat there with my breath visible in the chilly morning. I took a few notes. Trucks were coming in and moving out.How were there people under the radar? Invisible to the camera? (Admittedly I am a conspiracy guy UNTIL they happen!)

     

  • Gas station
    Feeling “frightened” somewhat I headed further west.  The next place was an old gas station.  On the right hand of the road, it was bathed in early morning sun, the old round GULF sign hanging crookedly. A red brick building I could see the exhaust coming through one of the large doors. The roof’s steam lifted as the warmth of the day began. I could hear men inside, the clanging of tools and a radio playing a Door’s song, Break On Through*. The sign for regular was 39.9¢ over the rusted pump.There appeared to be a little older lady sitting in the customer area. She was in front of an older adding machine, but there was something angelic about her.What is up with that place?

     

  • Mill House
    I began to head southerly, following a river. Pretty soon I came to the location. An old mill house, sitting over the fast moving river. The large wheel gathering water and turning. The sound of wheels and gears could be heard as I approached.  There was a man with a red pickup truck loading up bags of flour, talking quietly to the man in coveralls. I leaned up against a tree, listening to the sounds of the water running over the rocks, singing a song, which I could only describe as a song of peace. 
  • Old School Building
    My next stop was over a large mountain. The car strained as we went up the very windy, steep road. Trees were very close to the edges of the road. Occasionally a bird or a small animal would dart into my vision. And then near the crest a brown sign with gold letters appeared, Kings Rest School. I turned onto a dirt driveway and as I came to a level section a very large New England style building was there. It was a large five or six storied building, white, with many windows and lots of smaller buildings all around the campus. I saw young men and women near playing fields. And while there was a relaxed atmosphere there was a feeling of purpose and professionalism everywhere I looked.
  • Large Mall
    My next “smudged” out location brought me to a small city with a large mall in the center of the “unseen” area in the photograph. I parked my car and observed. People of all ages were going in and out of this place. The sign simply said “mall” as if there was no need for further explanations. The multi-colored bags indicated a variety of shops were to be found inside.

As I took the mountainous highway home, I wondered. My concern of conspiracy had not necessarily lowered. My thinking was struggling.

I awoke from this dream. Over the last few days I let it go. I certainly had lots of other things to think about.

This morning I awoke from a dream at 4:04 (AM). Now in the internet world 404 means “page not found” indicating you did not end up at something that you thought might be there. I had been in the dream again. I was looking at the same map with the same white “smudges” or clouds over places. But this time the “whited out” area was round and it looked almost as if it had been done digitally. In the dream there was a large picture of a gold tablet next to the map we looked at. With deep etchings of words I could not read, even the photograph seemed to glow.

I thought about the dream and went back to sleep. The next time I awoke I realized something was different.

I heard the words “cities of refuge” clearly as I got out of bed. I thought, “what? No…yes?” Things began to click. I was reminded of a teaching my wife did on cities in 1995. I began to see some things clearly. I was reminded of a vision I had a few years ago. A vision of cities.  In June of 2013 I had another dream and vision.

I would like to say that I believe we are most likely the “city of refuge” for many. Jesus in us provides what many need when we release Him. But secondly I believe we are coming in to an age or a season where much will be changed and there will be places of glorious outpouring that will be safe even from the demonically influenced evil that is out there. (Though lessening daily!)

I believe there will be places, even cities of refuge where angelic activity, signs and wonders will be the usual.

My conclusions:

First as I processed this a second, even a third time, I saw that I was in error in my thinking the first time. I thought that on some levels the places were hidden from the enemy. (In the later 1990’s, there were cities and towns that had been home to various defense contractors and manufacturing facilities and they did not appear on many satellite image maps for many years.) Later in the dream I began to think there was conspiratorial about the dream. The 404 indicated a need to change my thinking. I now believe they speak of kingdom promise and principle.

  • Warehouse-I believe this is speaking to “kingdom” supply. The security indicates a need to protect what God has given us or to steward. The concertina wire shows me the seriousness or the value of what God has bestowed on His people. Resources and provision are what people ask for and what people need. The traffic in and out indicates the flow of needs and provision. 
  • Gas station-I believe indicative of fuel and restoration. I believe there is going to be the need for equipping and I think this speaks to it. I think the cost sign, the style of building and such indicate that the basics of His word have not changed. The place of “breakthrough” is not always a big or “wow” place but inside some of the quietest times and places. I believe that the older folks are going to see their need and utilization more than ever before. 
  • Mill house-A place where there is a conversion for usage. There may well be a purpose we have not identified in “going through the mill” but it is in the place of adversity that often our greatest growth occurs. I think the idea of the river indicates an increase in personal lives of the river of God moving in people’s lives.  There is a river whose streams make glad the city of our God. Psalm 46:4 
  • School-Equipping is not always about being on a “mountain top” and buckling down to education. There is a place of rest, a time of fun and relaxation. I do not see the uniforms as cloning, but as indicative of one faith (There is one Lord, one faith, one baptism, Ephesians 4:5) with all being on one side. A rising up (Isaiah 40:31) where one’s youth is restored.
  • Mall-(I knew my girls would love this!) I think that all the ages, all the people are part of a city where they can get “anything.” There is no lack and there is a joy here.

(I thought why not a bank or a restaurant. I felt a nudge and these words “do you not see those are here? My people provided for, secured for and brought together for my purpose.)

I feel as though the Lord is saying that this dream is representative (from my view) of what is happening in the kingdom. He is hiding us away. There will in fact be places, even cities that are operating from divine perspectives. The gold tablet-His presence and power is at hand. We will see divine health and healing, provision and passion, miracles and multiplications. They will be hidden even from our enemies. There will in fact be true gathering places. They will emerge.

Today the Lord is increasing in you His desire for preparation to be part of what He is setting free in the earth. There will be no bounds to His goodness. The very ideas of lack and restraint are being removed in this day, in this hour. You are no longer under the enemy’s thumb but you are under the Lord’s wing. Even as it is snowing this day in New England I am seeing released a “champagne powder” over your life. There is a restoration and a renewal in this time of celebration.

(Feel free to add your revelation and understanding in the comment section below!)

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Break On Through

You know the day destroys the night (my Bold)
Night divides the day
Tried to run
Tried to hide

Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side, yeah

We chased our pleasures here
Dug our treasures there
But can you still recall
The time we cried?

Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side

Everybody loves my baby
Everybody loves my baby
She get, she get
She get, she get high

I found an island in your arms
Country in your eyes
Arms that chain
Eyes that lie

Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through, auh, oh, yeah

Made the scene, week to week
Day to day, hour to hour
The gate is straight
Deep and wide

Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through, break on through
Break on through, break on through
Hey hey hey hey
Hey hey hey hey hey

Songwriters
Jim Morrison;John Densmore;Robbie Kreiger;Ray Manzarek

Published by
DOORS MUSIC COMPANY

 

Written by Lee Johndrow

Lee Johndrow

Lee is the Senior Leader of Abundant Grace Fellowship Church in Keene, NH

He is the father of five wonderful children. Married for over 26 years to his wife Tina. Loving life with family, friends, faith, fun and food!


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