4-12-14
I dreamt that I was sitting in the waiting room of a doctor's office. I realized that I had been waiting at least 2-3 hours. I stood up and realized I was in a dream.
The scene changed, and I was walking in the hallway of my father's house. I wanted to go upstairs. I came to the first staircase to ascend, but my son Adam and another little boy were playing and blocking the way. There was a second staircase just a few steps farther down the hall. I began to climb the stairs, but to my surprise I climbed three steps in one and it took very little effort. Next, I began floating the rest of the way to the top of the stairs. Once I was at the top, the hall was piled high with clutter such as old toys, clothes, shoes, and boxes. The pile was so high there was no way I could have gotten through it, except that I was lifted over all the useless junk. End of Dream
I believe my waiting 2-3 hours in the doctor's waiting room is a picture of believers waiting a full 2,000 years since Messiah's first coming. We're on the cusp of entering the third millennia. I believe that my standing represents that our wait is (almost) over.
My father's house is a picture of my Father's house. The hallway represents our journey while we are here. I wanted to climb to the second story. This is a picture of wanting to travel to a higher spiritual level and live closer to the Father. The first stairway is blocked by Adam. Adam is a picture of mankind. He's playing and blocking the way. These are all of the false doctrines and distractions that have previously prevented growth. There is another opportunity to ascend. I make the first effort with the first step, but the Holy Spirit essentially carries me all the way to the top. The top of the stairs represents a higher walk, walking out the Way of the Lord. This is not a picture of heaven. Even here there were things that people had brought with them, but they were no longer useful and actually got in the way. I believe the old toys, clothes, shoes, etc. are old doctrines which served no further purpose. Yet again, Ruach haKodesh carried me over the trash to a place further down the hallway.
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