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Early yesterday morning (February 16, or 2/16 as we write it in America) I had a significant dream. God does not normally speak to me in dreams. I can count my significant dreams on one hand.
In the dream, it was night, and I was in a fairly large room with perhaps a half dozen others, all of whom were sleeping on bunk beds. In the middle of the room was a baby lying on a tiny bed. The baby was enveloped in a soft light that seemed to come from nowhere.
I found myself holding a good sized piece of meat. I took a bite of the meat and chewed it in the normal manner. Then, unexpectedly, the chewed meat flew out of my mouth, bounced off the baby’s chest, and the baby opened up his/her mouth and caught the meat, swallowing it without even opening his/her eyes. I detected a slight smile on the baby’s face, as if to say, “This is good.”
In the dream, I was shocked and horrified, as if this had happened in real life. Then I awoke.
As I contemplated this, it occurred to me that it meant something quite obvious. Babies are not capable of eating a chunk of meat and probably should not be eating meat at all at that age. God was telling me that I was to take the meat of the Word, chew it for spiritual babies, break it down, and then feed it to them. It was unclear as to whether this was a command to do so or just a general recognition of what I had been doing for a long time already.
A few hours later, after rising, I went for my morning walk down the hall toward the living room. This time, however, I had the confidence to try to walk unassisted by my walker. I was successful and was able to walk the entire length of the hallway (about 30 feet) for the first time in over a year (414 days, to be precise). That was encouraging.
As for timing, recall the revelation from 2010 (as I recall) that January was to be considered to be a Passover month as dated by our western calendar. Hence, we were to watch for “Passover” events on January 14 and “resurrection” events on January 16. In the same way, the month of February we were to see signs of the Second Passover from February 14-16.
Well, my first unassisted steps, standing on my own two feet, to me was a sign of resurrection. As for the number 414, this is the Cursed Time factor, which is a misnomer, as it is actually a grace cycle that ends either in a final death or a reversal (i.e., resurrection). Biblical examples show that this time cycle is the result of either being in a calling that is not mine, or NOT being in a calling that IS mine.
So I find it interesting that in this case, I would have a dream about my calling of chewing meat for the baby. It is as if, after 414 days of infirmity, God would raise me up to process the meat of the word for the church. I have done this for a long time, of course, but it appears that I have now entered into a new level of calling in that regard—a level not seen in past years.
In the bigger picture, we suddenly saw a flurry of activity on the political front, where the US and Russia made plans to meet in Riyadh, Saudi Arabia to negotiate a peace settlement and to restore diplomatic relations. Perhaps this can be viewed as a resurrection sign as well. For this reason I am hopeful that these talks will be productive and that the world will begin to rise out of its death spiral.