I’m going to paste the dream that I had that, I believe, has significant national implications.
Something that’s very, very interesting is how the first scene of the dream played out, and how it’s actually playing out in real life.
In that first scene, I was feeling the adrenaline rushing as I was getting ready for opening night and, more specifically the first Sunday night football game. It was interesting that, in the dream, it was Sunday night and not the more famous "Monday Night Football".
The game featured my favorite team, the Chicago Bears. I didn’t share all of the details in the written version of the original post about the dream (I may have mentioned it in the podcast) as I didn’t see that they were significant at the time.
A few days ago I was watching the first pre-season game of the year, and they announced the upcoming regular season opening Sunday night game of the year- the Chicago Bears vs. the Indianapolis Colts. As I heard this, a rush of Holy Spirit infusion hit me. I’m not sure what it means practically, except that if this part of the dream was confirmed in this unusual way- we MUST prepare intentionally and aggressively for the rest.
Here’s the dream, originally posted in May, 2008:
I visited the prophecy rooms for the first time in over a year the other day. One of the prophecies was that God was going to start visiting me in the night. Last night He did.
The dream started with me excited about watching a football game on TV that evening. My favorite team was playing and I was pumped up all day in preparation for it. That evening I watched it on a large television and had a great, relaxing and invigorated night of football.
The next scene in the dream had me in the pilot’s seat in a massive jumbo jet. It was the largest jet I had ever seen, probably holding well over a thousand people. As the plane took off and started on the journey, I remember being in awe of the power of the engines. As I throttled up the force was extreme.
The flight was simply incredible. We were going where we had not gone before, and everybody was engaged and full of wonder. I flew very close to the surface of the ocean as there were whales jumping and other sea creatures all around. Part of the flight had us actually flying under the surface of the water, and I remember the force of the engines increasing significantly as we went deep. There were many wondrous sights there as well.
In the midst of the shock and awe of the perpetual new encounters on the flight I received a radio transmission in the cockpit. It was a warning. The airport where we were scheduled to land was overtaken and occupied by Muslim extremists. We were told that we did not have the option to divert our flight to another airport. I saw a flash of missiles before my eyes, and knew that if we did attempt to divert that we would be shot down. We had no choice but to land as scheduled.
When we arrived at the airport I saw many extremists dressed in black with machine guns. There were many large common areas and each of the common areas had many people lined up along the walls. The room that I was in had people along the wall, standing in an orderly way, while a single extremist stood in the middle of the room.
The atmosphere was not that of chaos or screaming though it would appear that it should have been. The fear was so intense that people could barely speak. I saw, in my room, the person in the middle of the room evaluating every person along the wall. They would have the option of resisting or responding to their commands. It was a spontaneous recruiting session, and a decision had to be made.
I was there with my two older sons. Suddenly, my oldest, who seemed to be oblivious to what was going on, thought he saw someone he knew and ran to the other side of this large room. I couldn’t yell out for him as I didn’t want to call attention to him or us. I wondered if I would ever have him return to me again.
The next part of the dream is unsettling, so stop reading now if necessary. The man in the middle of the room was evaluating person by person. He asked someone standing near me if he had ever stolen anything. You could see the terror in this man. He wasn’t sure how to respond. He answered, “Yes.”
The extremist threw him to the floor. I told my younger son not to look, and I shielded his eyes. I saw this man, now holding a machete, cut off his fingers, then his hands, and he continued.
I then woke up.
Here’s the interpretation thus far:
The football represented a typical, American life. We are currently experiencing a normal life much like we have since we’ve been born. Lots of activity, entertainment and family fun.
The airplane represented a journey into the wonder of God, and the person in the cockpit (I was the representative in the dream) was leadership. The airplane was uniquely powerful and the journey was unlike any other. I believe we are about to move into a season of wonder as we go where we’ve never been before. Many encounters await us. It will be a powerful, awe inspiring, amazing journey of discovery. God is going to reveal Himself and we are going to behold His glory.
The radio transmission, of course, is a coming warning. I believe there will be prophetic messages that simply must be heeded. This is a key moment. We cannot divert, our assignment remains the same. Leadership must prepare the hearts of those running the race with us to stand. The journey of encounter won’t only inspire us, but it will prepare us. We must be ready.
In the airport, the grace of God will overwhelm us just as white fear will overwhelm those who are not prepared.
The issue of my older son running away speaks two things to me. First, there will be potential disruption to our lives in some sensitive areas. Families will be targeted. We will be tested greatly. Second, my son seemed to be oblivious to what was happening. Children must be prepared and equipped and full of the wisdom of God.
Lastly, God told me that the enemy will use massive and overwhelming fear to train his soldiers, and to carry out the mission. God’s strategy is different. He will prepare us via revelation of the wonders of God.
So, this dream is just a few hours old as I write this. It has caused an inner tremble that I can’t, nor shouldn’t, shake. We must prepare for an amazing journey and understand that it has many purposes– including to prepare us for what’s coming very soon.
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