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Change in the Wind

????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Five bald eagles sit on the branches of an old dead treetop. The blue cloudless sky provides a magnificent background and there is no sound at all. As the eagles look around silently in all directions, a light gentle wind starts to blow. It brings cool refreshing but it begins to intensify and get stronger. As the wind becomes stronger and stronger, the eagles stop resting and begin to clutch the branches with more intention.

Finally the wind gusts suddenly and all 5 eagles spring into the air at once. They all lift together into the wind before turning at the same moment and letting the wind carry them a great speed to another wilderness. In this new place there doesn’t appear to be any life. However one of the eagles begins to dive-bomb toward the dusty ground. The sand explodes outward under the impact of the eagle’s talons and it flies back up carrying a fish.

Then the others join in their own attacks and each of them carries a dinner away from the apparently empty ground – one has a rabbit, another a snake, one a turtle and the last one carries a fox.

The eagles split up in the sky and the ones with the snake and fox fly over a cliff where their prey is dropped and left. The turtle is carried to a lake high on a mountain, and the rabbit and fish are brought to a man hiding in a cave.

When they have each dropped off their cargo, they return to a large rock in the middle of a flat barren place. Each eagle faces out from the centre of the rock and instantly the landscape springs into a lush green countryside.

Vindication’s Restoration Storm

I saw you today by looking back more than 40 years… I saw you as a little boy waiting outside a building that was supposed to be his home. You are sad but waiting patiently, only the building has been locked up tight and nobody is coming out to get you.

I saw you standing there for 40 years, waiting with apparently nobody seeming to notice. While I watched, I saw angels bringing you provision, protection and shelter, but you couldn’t see them doing that for you. As time got closer to the present day, I saw you crouch down and then a spirit in the form of a dove flew down out of the sky and landed on your shoulder. Over the next few years I saw you starting to stand up and as you did you grew into a full grown man. Then I saw your face and you had a visor like sunglasses over your eyes but they were melted into your skin. I watched the visor while it suddenly got brittle, and then heated up super hot but it didn’t hurt your skin. In a few seconds it shattered.

Then you looked at the building again and realized it was always your home but you had never been able to enter it because bullies were inhabiting it. Fire started appearing in your eyes and then you walked up to the door which was still locked and chained but as soon as you grabbed the door knob, your arm became massively muscular and you ripped the entire door and it’s casing right out of the brickwork.

You walked in with the fire in your eyes. Then there was a storm like a tornado that started shooting out of the doorway and with it I could see garbage every now and then, mixed with black spirits. It got thicker until the whole vortex was blackened with what looked like flies, and then it was completely clear. There was no smoke or haze… yet the tornado continued to blow strong. All of a sudden gold, gems and silver started flying into the building and windows started popping into the walls all around it.

When I stood back, I realized the building was growing and changing into a massive castle, but a clock on the front lawn had stopped about a week ago. It showed last week’s date and time, and as the castle continued to grow, I realized this part was part of your future.

 

Doubt’s Gravity

I looked in a cave and saw spikes sticking up and down, made of rock like stone icicles hanging from the ceiling, and piles of upside down icicles sitting on the floor. An angel appeared beside me and asked if I wanted to look inside and find out more about these structures. I said yes, please show me more.

We walked inside and it was difficult to walk around because of the icicles on the floor. Once we were inside we found a clearing where we could see these structures all around us. The angel lit up the cavern and all the stone spikes gave the room a strange feeling.

“Do you want to know what these are?” The angel asked.

“What are they?” I responded.
He said “These are the structures of faith and fear and how they form under the influence of doubt. The hanging spikes are evidence of the children of God as they cling to God’s word. The spikes on the floor are evidence of the fears of Mankind. Both are growing larger.

I thought about the angel’s response for a moment and then asked “If the spikes on the ceiling are faith, then why are they getting bigger and moving down?”

He didn’t answer but motioned for me to follow him. He led me deeper inside the cave and the his light grew dimmer.

As we walked though, the light started becoming unnecessary because there was a new light shining from deeper inside the cave. When we turned to the left at the last crevice, the cave opened up and we found ourselves inside a much larger room where the rock was all white and instead of spikes hanging and sitting, there were much larger pillars all smooth and polished looking.

The angel spoke: “The spikes outside were formed by faith, as people cling desperately to the word of God, but are pulled down by the force of doubt. The spikes on the floor are formed by fear but they rise by the drawing power of God’s love. But in here, these pillars are formed out of a pure faith where doubt has no influence. These pillars also represent faith but since there is no doubt in the hearts of these, the pillars are able to grow in both directions without being deformed. The ceiling in here does not need the support of these pillars, nor do the pillars require the strength of their bond to the ceiling… or floor, but they exist together anyway as a testament to the unity between the Bride and the Lamb.”

Before I could ask any more questions, we were back outside in daylight.

The angel instructed once more “Doubt has been a powerful force but its influence is not supposed to exist in the Kingdom of Peace. You must convince the people to develop their faith to the extent that the laws of doubt are abolished here.”

Start here…” he said as he pulled out a round ball from inside his robe and held it out to me. As I reached for it, the ball became like a computer monitor and I could look inside it. I saw your face, but only part of it was there. Your one cheek and one eye were missing… not grotesquely, just… there was nothing at all, like part of the picture was gone. I kept looking but the angel told me I would not find the missing pieces here… I would need to learn to overcome doubt myself so I could teach you how to stop listening to doubt’s voice as well.

When I looked up again, I was transported to a sea and I had to tread water. As I waited there, I heard a voice speak again… it said only “Swim, you will not overcome by remaining still.”

Sound Proof Assignment

 

Night time's Hidden Heavenly Symphony
Night time’s Hidden Heavenly Symphony

There is music in the air. I hear it, but I’ve always heard it before. Now I can actually see it. There are notes flying around and it looks like they should be banging into everything but instead of banging, they simply draw more notes out of whatever it is that is in their pathway.

I see the music flying all around the air and the notes are circling around you as you sit on the ground playing with your hands in the mud. You have mud all over your clothes too. As I watch, I see you trying to wash the mud off your hands and wipe it on your clothes. Your head is hung low like you’ve given up on something.

Then I see the music notes trying to pull music out of you but instead of drawing the notes out of you like they could with everything else, when they come around you, it’s like there’s an invisible wall around you that they bang into and fly off at super speed. It’s almost like the invisible wall is charged with something that springs the notes off of it and shoots them far away.

Then an Angel of the Lord descends from Heaven, playing an instrument that looks a bit like a guitar. When he strums it, EVERYTHING starts to vibrate. The invisible wall also starts to shake and it looses some of its invisibility. I see blackened bricks of ash locked together but the strumming of the Angel’s guitar is shaking the mortar loose between the bricks. On the third strum of the guitar, all the notes stopped and looked at the Angel, and then in perfect unison, all notes everywhere joined the Angel for the fourth strum and the bricks shattered apart. Each brick was individually demolished by the sound and every speck of dust they created was shot way off into the distant outer realm, the same way the wall was earlier sending off the notes.

At that moment, you lifted your head and heard the music. You started to sing, and immediately your clothes were changed to perfectly clean shiny white linen and a guitar appeared in your own hands. You began to play and everything joined you in a new song as celebration lit up the entire landscape and the scene changed completely.

Lord of the Pond

man-turtle-sunsetYou appeared as a turtle today moving along a dusty roadway beside a snail and a white grub. On the horizon is the figure of a man and a silhouette of a cross in front of a setting sun. As I watched, the turtle began running toward the man, wiggling his feet desperately and scooting along more quickly than one would expect. The snail turned to the right and moved off the road while the grub just started burrowing down into the road itself.

After a very long time, the turtle got to within a few feet of the man and then stopped, seemingly unable to move another inch. He was only a short distance from the man but still the turtle could no longer move another muscle.

The turtle set down his shell and pulled in his arms and legs and rested his head on the ground. As I watched, I saw what looked like a tear developing in the turtle’s eye.

Then the man, who had stood motionless and statuesque until this point, took two steps forward and picked up the turtle. He carried him over a small hill where the road had ended, and set the turtle down in a beautiful clean clear pond of water.

I saw the man call to a crow and a skunk and commissioned them to go and eat the others and then he called all the animals left around the pond to join in a celebration and the whole scene sprang to life with crickets, frogs, birds, and wind whistling through the grass. As he watched, the man smiled and was very pleased.

Warrior’s Return

VictoryOverDarkness2I saw you today at the bottom of a very long slowly rising hill. You had pieces of armour, some of it was still on, and some of it you were carrying. Your sword was dragging on the ground behind you attached to a piece of chain tunic the arm of which you were holding in your hand. There were smatterings of blood sprayed around everything… not a lot but enough that you were feeling dirty from the battle and your face was incredibly tired.

I saw a demon floating angrily behind you yelling accusations at you but when I looked closer I realized you were actually dragging him as well because there was a chain attached to his neck in your other hand. On the demon’s head was a broken crown with the word “Repercussion” on it. Way off in the distance behind you was a cloud and plumes of smoke – signs that you had been travelling for a long time but also that you had come from an incredibly devastating battle.

When I looked again, I saw sweat on your brow, and a tear in your eye. You were emotionally spent. Looking up the hill in front of you, a way off at the top was a castle with white towers topped with silver roofs and flying white flags with blue and purple fringes.

Braveheart2Each step you took was looking more and more laboured and as I saw you trying to walk, the demon would insult you, hurl more insults at you and then he would stop floating for a few moments and sit on your back, holding your shoulders. You would keep trying to walk for a few steps before simply shrugging him off and throwing an elbow back at him and he would start floating behind you again.

Then all of a sudden standing in front of you was a very tall blonde man dressed in shiny white clothes that flowed in the wind; he either looked like someone in a choir gown or a wise scribe. He smiled gently at you and said “Welcome home. Give me his chain.”

When you handed the man the demon’s chain, the man gave it one single flick and the chain seemed to come to life and grew much longer and then swirled several times around the demon and bound him up into a tiny little ball that shrunk once it was tightened. The man was now glowing, revealing his angelic identity and he picked up the chained ball and put it in a bag on his side. He took out a sword and cut off all your armour, leaving it in the road and threw you up on his shoulder and in an instant you were at the castle gate where you entered into a celebration feast being held in your honour. Someone brought you a turban to wrap on your head and when they put it on you your clothing was transformed into the same beautiful clothing that was on your angelic companion – glowing and pure shiny white.

Tale of Two Wheels

Today you are a wagon, filled beyond your capacity with your payload covered with an old dingy canvas tarp. Your wooden sides are weathered and creaky, held up by a few spindly timbers that look themselves to be nearing a breaking point. Your cargo is held aloft on old wooden pioneer wagon wheels and the wooden spokes are also weathered and worm-holed.

I see you leaning to one side on the edge of a road on a cloud covered, misty dreary day. The road is wide and has solid gravel paving most of the path but one of your wheels has managed to find a very deep rut at the very edge of the roadway and it is lodged deep in that rut, covered deeper by the mud from the wet weather. wagonWheelThe other wheel is strong looking, with smooth well varnished spokes and steel capped wooden edging that has had great care taken in its painting and upkeep. It is well situated on the road but is tied by the axle to the wheel which is stuck in the mud so the whole wagon cannot move.

As people walk by they see you stuck on the side but one by one, they notice you and move to the other side of the road casually and pass by trying desperately to appear like they don’t even see you. Some busy themselves specifically while they pass you, by opening books, or rummaging through their handbags, or by engaging in conversations with those they are with. But in each case these activities only begin at the sight of your duress, and end after they pass you by.

Then I see an old beggar man, dressed in grungy looking clothes with a long beard and a weathered face. He walks with a tall straight walking stick and doesn’t look to the left or to the right as he walks along the road. Long before he sees you his path is adjusted and as he approaches you it becomes apparent that his path is directly on course for you. When he gets to you he doesn’t stop to assess anything but immediately gets to work with his bare hands digging down into the mud beside your lodged wheel. When he has dug deep enough, he takes his straight walking stick and lays it on the ground in front of your wheel, lodging it under the lead edge. Then he moves to the front of the wagon and lifts your hitch and begins pulling. With a slow constant gradual movement he easily pulls you out of the ditch and straightens you out onto the middle of the road way. Just as he does, a crowd of people have gathered and are standing around watching.

Then he looks at the crowd, then at you. In one fluid motion he grabs a corner of your dingy canvas tarp and throws it violently off the top of your cargo, sending it far off into the ditch. Uncovered now is a huge pile of gold coins and diamond gemstones. When the crowd sees them they look back at the old beggar to see what he will do next but he has also transformed. He too had cast off his own grungy robes and threw them into the ditch and in the place of a beggar is now a regal looking tall officer dressed in a regal looking white uniform with a captain’s hat now resting on his head.

Glory & Deception Part 2

(Part 1 click here.)

You took another few steps toward the strange box but the light was so fierce that even your eyelids would not block out its intensity and you had to turn back. Then you noticed that you were unable to see as everything else had become so intensely dark that nothing was visible to you. To orient yourself you decided to walk toward the outside wall and feel your way around until you got back to the door.

As you reached the wall, instead of feeling smooth marble with fine elegant picture frames, you feel sandy clay walls, dusty and crumbling and where you remembered a painting’s frame should be, you felt an old weathered barn board frame instead. For some instinctive reason, you grabbed the rugged frame and lifted it off the wall and threw the painting on the floor.

The rooms light became every so slightly more visible.

Using your sense of touch, you walked along the wall feeling for the next painting and when you reached that one, again you unhooked it and threw it onto the floor near the middle. As you continued around the room removing every painting, the room continues to get brighter and brighter until you can see everything as clear as day.

Finally there is a single painting left on the wall but this one still has a beautiful ornate golden frame. You examine and picture and see that although you are in it, the picture is actually one of a very distinguished man dressed in a royal robe and he has his arm around your shoulder. You are picking flowers from a field and giving them to him. The Man is large and very much the centre of the picture. This time when you try to unhook the painting, it is immovable.

You leave it and turn back toward the centre of the room.

Instead of a wooden armoire, you now see a strange four sided tower, with large white marble arches in each wall. But looking through the arches, instead of seeing the other side of the small tower, you see the outside world. As you walk toward the arches, you can see the man from the painting waiting for you outside in a large beautiful garden with majestic mountains in the background and a perfectly blue cloudless sky above him.

As soon as you walk through the arches everything behind you disappears and you suddenly become 10 feet tall and your body has transformed into a glimmering alabaster sheen. You are completely covered in shiny clean white robes and there is a blue, purple and red ring on your right hand.

The man invites you toward him and you see he is motioning to you to sit in a throne which he is standing beside. As you step forward and sit down, he hands you a beautiful golden rod with a diamond cap on the end and says, “I’ve been waiting for you. It’s time for you to take over the business.”

Glory & Deception Part 1

There is an alcove leading into a building, and in the alcove are very ornate works of trim casing the tall double doors which are open and inviting toward larger rooms inside. Just to the left of the doors is a small hutch on which sits some bread and cakes with butter, silverware, jams and preserves and some goblets beside the decanter of grape juice.

I watched you walk over to the table and pick up a piece of bread, and one of the doors closed tight with a slam. You looked up and saw its mate was still open.

You put the bread back down and reached for the decanter, and the other door began to swing closed so you pulled your hand back.

Without taking any of the food, you rushed into the next room, not risking the doors closing completely. In this room was more ornate wood work, with rich red velvet curtains and burnt amber reddish wall coverings. There were tables all around the room with beautiful gold and silver goblets, plates and other dish ware, as well as knick knacks that had been finely crafted. On some of the tables around the outside walls you could also see gold and silver coins stacked beside the dishes, as well as rings, necklaces and other fine jewellery.

You stood in the middle of the room and from there you could see through the next doorway into an even larger room that appeared to shine with white and grey marble. This time you watched the door acutely as you slowly took one step toward the treasures, and noticed the slightest move of the door on its hinges. Changing direction you again turned and walked quickly through that door as well.

Now in the marble room you looked around and every wall had a picture of yourself hanging in a large frame that showed you in some type of victorious conquest… in one you were painted on the top of a mountain, another showed you working in a laboratory with a look of triumph on your face and a glowing beaker in your hand. You strolled toward each one and began to thoroughly enjoy all your works. Others showed you with various celebrities enjoying all types of tourist attractions, or sporting shows. The more you walked the more pictures appeared.

It dawned on you that there didn’t appear to be any exits from this room and you turned toward the middle of the large hall to see a small wooden armoire type of box in the middle. Of course the doors were all tightly closed. As you walked toward it a brighter and brighter light shone in front of it until you were no longer able to look at it for fear of blindness.

Triumphant Trapeze

I saw a man with amazing muscular definition, an athlete with great strength and mobility. He was reaching out over the edge of a cliff and driving a strong iron rod into the rock of the side of the cliff. It seemed he was simply pushing the rod into the rock without boring a hole. Then he leapt over the cliff and with one arm grabbed a hold of that rod while he plunged other rods into the stone with his other arm.

The man was powerful, strong and graceful. He moved all over the side of the mountain face with ease, making his movement look like he was flying but he was simply swinging from rod to rod until the whole side of stone had rods planted solidly over the face like a giant set of monkey bars. I looked closer and saw etchings in each bar that read things like “Victory Over Addiction”, “Strength of Character”, “Awakened from Slumber” and “Distraction Destroyer”.

As he swung, I saw a spandex sash stretched across his chest with the title Prince of Peace on it. I watched him swinging from rod to rod… using his arms and knees to spin on each rod until he descended on the iron bars down to just above ground level where he caught hold of both your hands. Without interrupting his swing at all, he swung you up high into the air, flipping you into a mid-air somersault. Somehow, he flashed across two more bars and ended up hanging by his knees from a rod just above the peak of your launch and caught you again, before he placed your hands on the bars.

You were shocked, surprised and scared but then he grabbed hold of some of the rocky crags beside where you hung, looked straight in your eyes and smiling, he coaxed you “Let’s have some fun!

Together you started swinging from rod to rod; at first you were very cautious but when you saw that you never missed and He was always there to catch you, your flight became more fluid, confident and relaxed. Then you were both swinging back and forth off the rods like champion gold medal gymnasts.

As the picture panned out, I could see the side of the mountain beginning to light up with your movements until the whole section that had the rods shone like a beacon to the entire valley below. It was lit by the glory of the performance of you and the gymnastic Prince of Peace and all the inhabitants of the valley watched in wonder and were drawn to come closer.

When they all gathered at the base of the mountain you both swung down and you began to teach the crowds about having fun with God while the Prince simply stood beside you with his arm on your shoulder, smiling and laughing every now and then. Every person in the crowd was drinking from crystal glasses that were filled with water and clear wine, and everyone’s attention was riveted on your message.