It all started in a dream

I was on a boat, sailing with some other people.  It was a beautiful day. Postcard perfect.  No waves, a light wind. The boat was a mini-yacht, I believe.  Dark, polished wood, a red canopy.  It should have been an ideal dream, right? There was even a young man at my side, I kid you not. 

No, this does not devolve into a Romance Novel fantasy, I promise.

The mood on board this sailing vessel was not idyllic by any means. We were disturbed, upset, but determined. 

Why?  Good question.

In this dream, I knew something of great significance had happened.  I knew the world had changed. And I knew...I knew with everything that I was and am...that my job was to tell people what had happened.  I was to teach them what I knew.

This dream stayed with me, over the past twenty years.  God let it work in me, as he prepared me to do what he wanted me to do. Never are we sent into a God-ordained job without adequate preparation!  So I learned much over the last twenty years, not even really aware of why I was learning.  My imagination was worked on in a positive way, and my mind moved around, arranging things for what I truly believed would be my great work of fiction to share with the world. <wry smile> Oh, how the ambitious can be humbled, no? :)

When I turned forty, the huge pressure that had been building in my soul and gut and heart wouldn't let up.  Period.  I blogged about it here, once.  And I prayed continuously.  Heard people talking. Read bits here and there and remembered all that I have ever learned.

Was it me? I kept asking myself. 

Yes, was the answer.

I was asked recently why I was doing a series on the Book of Revelation.  The answer is this:  It's my job.  The heroine of my Great Work...turns out to be me. 

Twenty years ago I was given a dream, because the Lord God Almighty can use that form of communication when it is deemed necessary. Not all dreams are divine memos, don't get me wrong.  But there are many accounts when they have been. I believe my boat dream was.

Except for this:  God said my job was to tell everyone what had just happened, in that dream. Over the decades from then 'til today, I have become convinced that it doesn't have to be past tense.  It cannot be past tense. Not now.

Why? Because I believe that we are reaching a time of change.  A time where amazing, mind-blowing, terrifying things are going to happen.  And part of my job is to share what will happen, as the Bible has spoken of it.

It is necessary to be prepared.  I would urge you, if you are interested in a deep instruction as to why this is needful, to please read this outstanding post by a dynamic Bible scholar.

I will repeat what I said yesterday. I am not a prophet. I am just a teacher, trying to do my job.