I am the door. If anyone enters by Me, he will be saved, and will go in and out and find pasture. John 10:9
I’ve had a couple of dreams of late.
Who hasn’t?
One recent one, which brings comfort, especially as I repeatedly take it to God to seek clarification of its meaning, as He exposes layers upon layers, even through daily ‘happenings’ within our home through this time of so called ‘lock down’ was:
I found myself in a shopping area in Ringwood, which is the suburb where I grew up in Melbourne, Australia. I was in the carpark of Target Square. As I walked I felt uneasy, and as I looked around, I noted that there were terrorists all around me, huddled in groups with guns.
Naturally I was frightened, and I hoped they would not see me. As I walked I saw that they indeed did not see me. They huddled, ready for action. The fear was palpable. I tried not to draw attention to myself, hoping they would not open fire.
[yes lots for me to unpack people …]
The dream then shifted. I recall little of the mid-part, but all I sense about it was that I had been hiding, running, avoiding detection, perhaps with others too.
In the last scene, I was in a labyrinth like area with a group of others. The walls were high. Trapped, with pretty much nowhere to go, we could keep running, but it would continue to be more of the same. We would remain trapped, avoiding detection, hiding from the terror, trying to survive. Just more of the same.
The group that running with me was to my right. To my left, towering before me as I stood, was a huge, ancient looking heavy set wooden door, with dark metal work, hinges, etc, much like you would find in a castle. It was HUGE. The door was of significant (read very large) proportions.
I stood with the door before me – to my left. It hinged on the left. The people with me begged me not to open the door. They were full of fear of what was beyond the door. They said it could have the terrorists on the other side. Hesitantly, I paused, feeling the anxiety. I too feared what could be behind the door, but I said to them:
‘What other choice do we have but to open the door and go through? There is nowhere else for us to go. I must open the door, it may be a way out.’
I could no longer run and hide. I had to take the risk and open the door.
And so I did … I opened the door.
As I did, I saw beyond. It is difficult to explain what I saw as I stood on the thresh hold.
To explain what I saw would be like trying to explain colour to a blind man. The best I can do is to refer to how, in The Wizard of Oz movie, it shifts from black and white to multicoloured – but that just does not do it justice. It was so technicoloured, and what was beyond vibrated with energy, with life. How technicolour it was, how vibrant it really was… I can see it now as I write, and it leaves me breathless.
Beyond the door was a technicolour, vibrant scene. It vibrated; it shimmered, and it shimmered, and it shimmered. There were greens, golds, yellows, and hints of red. It was as if seeing it out of the corner of my eye, the shimmering life, the vibrating colour, humming with physical sound. It vibrated through my body, a visceral invitation to more.
There was life beyond the ancient of doors.
There was safety.
It was a garden, but the shimmering meant I could not quite see it with clarity.
I had to step in.
I smiled and looked at those with me. The group so full of fear. I let them know we were safe.
I woke just as I stepped through the door.
We are in days of wonder, yet the spirit of fear is yapping at our heels. I understand we are in a global pandemic … but God!
There is sadness, there is sickness, there is fear, there is a loss of jobs, there is crisis… but God!
Terrorists trade on fear, and on uncertainty. They trade on the idea that they may strike anywhere. They generate the fear through never knowing who they may hit next. The fear becomes palpable, real.
Through my legal work with refugees, hearing their stories, I have studied the impact of terrorism. I have met people in my work who have survived church massacres. I have sat through videos of unspeakable atrocity. The fear is visceral, insipid, dark and dangerous. It is the thing in the atmosphere worldwide now.
So I call upon the spirit of Hope, Faith, Kindness, Healing, family, Unity, Love.
I call forth the prophets, the seers, the creatives to find the Ancient of Days and to step through the Door. I call them forth to encourage others that hold back in fear, that it is ok, it is safe, to step through The Door.
Open The Door to freedom those that have gone before.
Open The Door to Safety; those that have been there before.
Step through and meet the Ancient of Days; those that seek and yearn.
Step through to Freedom, where you need to run, to hide no more.
Step through to taste and see that …
God is Good!
Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in to him and eat with him, and he with me.
See, I am doing a new thing!
Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?
I am making a way in the wilderness
and streams in the wasteland.
What a wonderful, prophetic dream, God is Good! This pandemic has fostered fear, which is how the enemy of our soul works. Fear paralyzes and stops people from doing what God has called them to do. However, God’s perfect love casts out all fear. This virus pandemic is more about fear and the resultant control that the terrorists or deep state wants to control us, rather than about the strength of the virus. The lock down, loss of income, etc. makes people fearful and easy to control.
When I was reading your dream, I immediately thought of Jesus as the door and only way to Father God. All delightful and good things come to us, through Jesus. The enemy of our souls comes to steal, kill, and destroy but Jesus comes to give us abundant life. (John 10:10)
God never loses a battle and always wins. What the enemy of our soul wants is make us perceive that nothing good will come of this. However, what the enemy plans for evil, God uses for good. (Joseph told his brothers this after they came to Egypt to live to escape the famine.)
God is bringing a massive harvest (at least 1 billion), of souls for the Kingdom of God from this mess. People are willing to listen as they see that what they have depended upon is shifting shadows. Only God satisfies. God is Good and his mercies endure forever!
The door is Jesus 😆 the door is also where I feel so many of us are being called to walk through in the Body of Christ … “come up higher”.
Revival is here.
I absolutely agree that fear has been released by demonic forces to try to shut down the revival, but God!
Happy resurrection Sunday my friend 😎💜
Yes, Hod is doing it! This is the Passover season and the blood of the Lamb saves from the death angel. It is time to rejoice! Happy Resurrection Sunday! He is risen! Blessings to you and yours, my friend!
And blessings straight back 😃
I receive! 🙂
My dad (Bill Sweeney) told me about your blog when he discovered it, and I have been subscribed ever since! I only follow a few blogs and yours is one of them! I always look forward to them. Thank you for sharing your dream. It really spoke to me on many levels, and God has been speaking similar things to me as well in similar dreams! He’s SO GOOD, and I agree….He is calling us HIGHER and into deeper places with Him. We will know the Prince of Peace in new ways in this new era.
Oh wow Lauren that is so kind. Your dad and your family inspires me on so many levels. He takes away all my excuses to hide under a rock when life gets challenging.
Life is so busy that we only have so much time to subscribe and read so that is really special that you subscribe and read – thank you. Your time is a precious commodity.
God really is calling us higher and deeper. We will never go back to how it was before.
I trust together we will discover our way through that ancient door 🚪 to greater freedom and joy.
I haven’t written for so long so it’s encouraging to hear from you.
Thank you for commenting.
Big hug to a kindred spirit.
Beth 😊
Great dream xx
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Says the great dreamer 💜
This is an awesome, powerful and definitely a prophetic dream, Beth. It is so frustrating trying to put these dreams into words. I felt your frustration 🙂 You did a good job explaining the dream. This dream is God giving you a little glimpse into the spiritual warfare going on. It’s a war for the souls of men and you were leading those who were with you to heaven.
Thank you Bill. I have warfare dreams that are intercessory in nature in certain seasons. I certainly agree with you about the interpretation. I also feel it’s for seasoned Christians who are being called to a higher level, and it’s acting as encouragement to me to go higher 😊🚪. Your daughter left the most lovely comment – thank you for referring her to the blog it was most kind. Blessings to you both and Happy Resurrection Sunday 😊💜
Wonderful dream. A new era has begun. There are realms within realms and days of wonder ahead and beyond!
Agreed 😊
Thanks for reading, and commenting ❤️