It’s been another day of parables. I was working to plant some flowers in a hanging pot. It already had dirt in it, but it was very-long dried out and extremely hard. I poured a lot of water into it, but the water just sat around the edges and in the few cracks that were in the soil; it did not absorb. I had to take my spade and chop the dirt finely before dousing it with more water. Finally, the water absorbed. I could sense there was a spiritual illustration in this. Now, later in the day, I have asked the Lord what He would have for His people, and this is what I heard in my spirit:
My daughter, I have loved you with an everlasting love. I am yours, and you are mine. I have washed you, I have cleansed you, I have purified you with the blood of my Son, Yehushua Hamashiach, Jesus Christ. I have taken from you your heart of stone and given to you a heart of flesh. I have moved you to follow my decrees and made you careful to keep my laws. (Ezekiel 36:26-27) You are mine, and I am yours. My daughter, many of mine who have professed themselves by my name and have taken the name of Jesus on their lips have allowed the soil of their hearts to grow dry with the chafing sun of earth’s cares. They have failed to regularly water their hearts with the living water of my Word or to be still and know that I am God. (Psalm 46:10) They have not allowed the Holy Spirit to plow their minds–to rid themselves of the weeds and cares of this life that keep those living waters from absorbing into their hearts. Drier and drier they have become so that now, when I send to them my prophets and my teachers and my saints who have armed themselves with my true Word and my true water of life, they cannot absorb it. I must come to them with the fury of my wrath and the winnowing of my anger. I must plow them with a double-edged sword and with a spade sharpened for battle. Why battle? Because the soil I aim to chop up is hardened with unbelief and encumbered with stones and thorns. I will battle the stones and thorns. (Matthew 13:18-23) I will destroy the hedges of unbelief. (Psalm 89:40) I will break into pieces the hardened soul of men’s hearts. I will use a heavy hand and a sword. Oh, my people, I would have tried you with the gentle afflictions of gentle pruning and careful watering and faithful, tender, care, but you would have none of it! Now you have become a wasteland of godlessness and have succumbed to the hardness of this world. You are a parched desert so that even if a great ocean of my water were poured upon you, you would remain parched. Your hearts would not hear, your minds would not absorb my words. My water would become a flood of disillusionment to you and drown you. Oh, instead, my people, I will save you! I will not let you drown in your own sorrow, your own foolishness, your own hardness of heart. I am the Master Gardner, and like every gardener who uses his soul for good, so also I will come to you and till you. I will throw away from you your hardened stones and your parched foolishness. I will plow you until you can hear my words. I will furrow you until you can grow the seeds of my gospel. You WILL produce a crop because I have ordained it, because I have called you as my people! For my own name’s sake I will do it!
Some days ago, I had a dream of a woman named Jennifer having a baby and naming the baby Hannah Day, which in my dream, I repeated to Jennifer to make sure I heard the name right. I repeated it as “Hannah Die” but I was wrong; it was Hannah Day. The name Jennifer means “the fair one.” Song of Solomon 2:10 (KJV): “ My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.” Jesus speaks here of His Bride whom He calls to Himself, and the bride is birthing (that is, by laboring with the gospel and thereby harvesting souls) a child whose name means “Grace.” Her middle name refers to the Day of Grace (otherwise known as the Age of Grace). John 9:4: “We must work the works of him who sent me while it is day; night is coming, when no one can work.” Hebrews 3:13: “But exhort one another every day, as long as it is called ‘today,’ that none of you may be hardened by the deceitfulness of sin.” In other words, God will send tribulation to His hardened elect, and they will be brought to newness of life. God will plow their hardened hearts before the Day of Grace is over and the wrath of God falls. Tribulation, when leading to repentance, is a mercy! Why, then, in my dream did I mispronounce the baby’s name? Because in the midst of this great tribulation, many saints who have been awakened unto God will die for Christ.
Revelation 7:9-14: “After this I looked, and behold, a great multitude that no one could number, from every nation, from all tribes and peoples and languages, standing before the throne and before the Lamb, clothed in white robes, with palm branches in their hands, and crying out with a loud voice, ‘Salvation belongs to our God who sits on the throne, and to the Lamb!’ And all the angels were standing around the throne and around the elders and the four living creatures, and they fell on their faces before the throne and worshiped God, saying, ‘Amen! Blessing and glory and wisdom and thanksgiving and honor and power and might be to our God forever and ever! Amen.’
Then one of the elders addressed me, saying, ‘Who are these, clothed in white robes, and from where have they come?’ I said to him, ‘Sir, you know.’ And he said to me, ‘These are the ones coming out of the great tribulation. They have washed their robes and made them white in the blood of the Lamb.'”
The Lord also gave me what seemed to be another illustrative dream of this same season of tribulation. In the early morning of July 1st, 2018, I dreamed that I became aware of a hurricane-like storm that was approaching a large city that was nowhere near the ocean. I remember being in my childhood home and telling my mom that she needed to get in the car fast. I grabbed whatever supplies I could in a hurry and we rushed on to the route I had mapped out as the way away from the storm. I could see it bearing down on us on a radar. It was a big round swirling storm with an eye. At the time that I left the house, I heard a very loud sound. It was almost like an extremely loud wind but it was a deep sound–almost otherworldly. (I was reading Ezekiel 3:12-13 after having this dream; and the description fit well what I heard in my dream.) I could sense from the sound that the storm was almost upon us. My dream transitioned, and we were no longer in the car but walking. We were in a hospital and walking various aisles as if we were in a maze looking for the way out onto the highway. Then a nurse came along and led us to the correct passageway that took us outside and to the street. I was aware that throughout all of the scenes of the dream, there was one thing in common: we were still fleeing the storm. At some point in the dream when we were in the hospital, I had a vague memory of us stopping at a restaurant and meeting my dad there. I think it was an all-you-can-eat buffet kind of restaurant with free ice cream. I remember telling my dad how to get to the free ice cream (it was through a set of doors in the lower part of the restaurant). I remember that we were in a hurry to eat, and I think my dad had to leave early. The last I saw of him in the dream was his entering the doors leading to the ice cream. That is all I remember of the dream.
There have been and will continue to be great and destructive storms in various places, caused by God’s mighty hand. This inland storm in my dream reminds me of the many destructive storms that have been pounding the Midwest in recent days. But spiritually speaking, the storm is God’s chastisement. The storm in my dream drove me from my childhood home, even as the tribulation afflictions will drive God’s elect from their roots of sin and their traditions of falsehood. Bound deeply to childhood teachings, their hearts have been hardened to God’s truth, yet in times of trial, they will be driven to seek the wisdom of God. He will reveal to them the truth of His Word and move their hearts to walk by the Spirit. I was with my mom in the dream, showing that God will have mercy on some members of a common family. Some will come to see the truth of Christ together (me and my mom in the dream). This truth is represented by the buffet in the restaurant. God gives us a great feast of truth in His Word! Others will come later (my dad in the restaurant). Yet still others will appear to come to the truth but will be lured away again by the enticements of the Anti-Christ system (the ice cream “in the lower part”). Lower in Scripture always creates the impression of the demonic–for Apollyon is the king of those who belong to the Pit. Revelation 9:11: “They have as king over them the angel of the bottomless pit. His name in Hebrew is Abaddon, and in Greek he is called Apollyon.” The hospital represents the time of wounding and healing. God will wound His elect in order to heal them. It will be a confusing time for many, even as the hospital was as a maze, yet He will send His Army–the nurse in the dream (144,000)–to guide His elect into the highway of truth, leading them to God. Isaiah 40:3: “A voice cries: ‘In the wilderness prepare the way of the LORD; make straight in the desert a highway for our God.'”