Last Friday I felt impressed to share a dream with you that I had in October 1996. At the time I thought it was only relevant to the situation that my husband and I were in at the church we used to attend, but I think it may be appropriate for what is going on with the revival at large. Here it is. I'll leave it up to you to use it or not. I've never shared a dream like this before, so here goes nothing:
I was in an old multi-storied building. Most of the rooms were quite large and reminded me of classrooms. In the background was the sound of water flowing through pipes. I knew that the reason for my being there was to keep the water flowing.. I was on the third or fourth floor when people from the church started coming in and gathering in small groups.
After a few minutes I didn't hear the water moving in the pipes, so I rushed down to the basement to find out why. There was a tremendous sense of urgency. It was imperative that the water continued to flow. When I reached the basement I saw a large reservoir of water and two large pipes that allowed the water to flow through the entire building. I was horrified to see people from the church stuffing bags of garbage into the two huge pipes, completely blocking the flow of water.
I ran up to them trying to explain that had to stop putting their garbage into the pipes. When I interfered they left without saying a word, but looked angry that they had been stopped. I began pulling the bags of trash out of the pipes. Once the garbage was gone I saw that there were other things stuffed into the pipe as well - beautifully ornate gold mirrors, jewels and silver. I was astounded at the great wealth that had been used to block the pipes simply to keep the water from flowing freely. I removed all the obstacles from the pipes and left only when the water was flowing again.
I left the basement and found myself in the home of one of the people who had been stuffing garbage in the pipes. I tried speaking with them about what had happened, trying to understand. The whole time this person was frantically filling more trash bags with anything they could find in their home so that they could go back and try to block the flow of water again. No amount of speaking with them could stop their determined "mission."
When I woke up, I knew that God had allowed me to see that people in the church, whether they knew it or not, were afraid of and actively blocking the move of the Holy Spirit. I believe now that the building in the dream not only represented the particular church that we had been attending, but the church as a whole.
As I said before, do what you'd like with this, but I just felt that I needed to share it with you.
God bless! Linda A. Krueger