Mountains Change Your Perspective

As a child nothing excited me more than driving to the Adirondacks, cruising through the mountains and then, there it was…the lake! I had dream about a mountain last night…

“The wind was whistling through the tree tops. The snow was blowing across the meadows. The outcroppings of rock seem to move under the tremendous winds. The sky was gray and angry looking. That is where we lived”, I said.“But why would you live there?” she said.

We were called to there. On any given day I could see things that others never could. I could watch over the “town”. But even on the “best” of days there was something that eluded me. Something that just stayed ”far enough” away.

In the dream we had somehow sat down with this English woman who had lots of questions. The restaurant was not full but it felt like people were close and listening. Her questions were more directed at “why” rather than anything else. Underneath I kept asking myself, why is she doing this? What is she looking for?

Prior to our meeting my wife and I had carved out 3 years in “this place.” It was high up and yet we were on a plateau of sorts. Yet all around us was the wilderness, the wind and the “presence.” There was a large tower that was like a fire tower. Over 500 feet high, I had been to the top. When the wind would blow the sway began.

My wife and I had begun not to share much with others because of the intensity of the place. We were being removed. Not by a sale or anything, but as if it was a transfer. We had no idea where we were going but we were.

At first glance many might say “this is you.” Or “didn’t you go through that?” Perhaps on some levels. My own place was pretty peaceful. (Minus the occasional weird creatures and people…)

But what I saw was the following. I felt like Elijah might of felt when he was hanging out in the cave. All that noise outside. Yet I did not fear. I did have a “nagging” thought about what was “out” there. (Bigfoot, Abominable Snowman, Yeti, Sasquatch, etc..) I felt like “something was in the wind.” (Didn’t Peter, Paul and Mary says the “answer my friend, is blowing in the wind”?) Like if we are going to talk about God being the “wind” than perhaps there is an “air mail” that is more of an “heir mail”. I remember the climb to the top of that tower. I remember the panic that over took as it was if the wind waited until I reached the top. (Looking down from heights bothers me even in dreams but if I let go and “go with it” I am fine. I am sure there is a revelation about “you can’t fly until you let go and are free.” I walked the property in the dream. The farther I got from our residence the weirder it got. When I say weird it was weird.

What did I learn from this dream?

Home is where the heart is. Your home is where His heart is.
Mountain tops are often vulnerable. (The desire to “go up” is often challenged.)
Just because you build something(The tower) does not mean you should be the one on it.
Rocks hide things. Do not let rockiness overtake your heart.
What can be concealed by attitude is revealed by altitude. (Recognize your place in Him.)
You have to let go to go with it.
Seasons do come to an end. God will prevail if you let Him.

Overall I think this dream speaks of transfer or transition. While in transition there is often a transfer (What if the great transfer of wealth is not from the wicked but from heave to earth? Or downloads from heaven?) of gifts, usage or utilization. The difficulty many encounter is they think the answers of one geographic area will apply in another. (In the natural the woman’s English, coupled with her accent might be seen in Nigeria as “foreign” and would not necessarily convey a message. So, while she might be “anointed” or chosen by God, her inability to communicate would change things. She may have the “gift” but she may need to change some things.)

Let me simply say this, I think not everyone is where they need to be. (I am not talking about some Greek mindset and “perfect will”.) But the connections, the encounters and even the provision may not be in place. Too often we want to influence something when we are not in a place of influence. I fully recognize that you can influence where you are at. BUT, I am not sure where you are at is necessarily where you “need” to be.

Ask yourself about Joseph. Did he have influence in the pit? Or just potential? In the prison, he harnessed his potential and changed his position. And just because you are “some where” does not necessarily mean you are all there.

I certainly would tell you I do not “have a handle on it.” I see patterns, potential and perspective. But each situation has this amazing variable on the inside, “God in us the hope of glory.”

I do believe people are being moved at a rapid rate to places. I see friends who moved to places like the Carolinas and Florida, but I sense a bunch of them are going to get marching orders that return them to places like New England. Some were hurt, others discouraged and disillusioned.

Why climb a mountain? I think initially we climb so people can see us. But then we get there and we are like “WOW! Look at the world!”

I love my life. I struggled for years just thinking about it. But recently I have begun to see the value of being where you are celebrated and not just “tolerated”. I am not talking about a position but a place of peace. Peace has the power to celebrate you and what you are called to be. Oh, there may be a giant in the land, but I assure you there is milk and honey and REALLY BIG GRAPES!