Tag: dream interpretation Christian

Mystical Desert House: A Journey of Transformation

In a dream, I was given a humble house in the desert beside unseen but constant trains. A hidden podium appeared, and as I spoke, time unfolded benches rose, fences vanished, and I was lifted into the air. The moment echoed Luke 4:18–21, as golden words and the seal of Ezekiel emerged from the pages before me, shining with eternal depth and calling.

The House by the Tracks

A vision of calling, voice, and the lifting of the Word

I was given a house in the desert. Outside the house, it was a humble-looking structure, covered with heavy moss and surrounded by trees, as if it had been left abandoned in a forest for a long time. Right up against the house was a train track. I knew it was busy, but I was never able to see a single train go through, but I know the trains did go through even when I was at home. A chain-link fence was between my house and the train tracks.

A woman came by to help. While helping, I found a podium I didn’t see before. It was facing the fence and the train track. I opened the book, and as I spoke, I noticed my voice seemed to permeate from the depths of the canyons and into the ground. As this happened, a climbing set of benches showed up and people, the train also, as if I was seeing a time lapse. The more I focused on speaking, the fence seemed to disappear and the podium grew. It was huge and started to surround me, and it started to lift me up as if it could fly on its own.

I felt as if I were having the same moment Jesus did when He read:

“The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he hath anointed me to preach the gospel to the poor; he hath sent me to heal the brokenhearted, to preach deliverance to the captives, and recovering of sight to the blind, to set at liberty them that are bruised, to preach the acceptable year of the Lord.”

“And he closed the book, and he gave it again to the minister, and sat down. And the eyes of all them that were in the synagogue were fastened on him. And he began to say unto them, This day is this scripture fulfilled in your ears.”

— Luke 4:18–21, KJV

As I was reading, the book was in front of me, sitting open on the podium, but I wasn’t looking at it. I wanted to see what I was reading before I left, so that I could come back. When I looked at it, the white of the pages looked as rich as the sky air and seemed to be as deep as it. The writing was a mirror-shine gold and I saw a seal rise up from it.

“To preach the acceptable year of the Lord.”

Unlocking Your True Name: Messages from Beyond

In a dream of light, I stood before two angels as they opened the Book and told me to write my new name. But the name was already there etched in gold and glowing with the stars. I learned the hard way: God’s messengers are sent for our good. We must listen.

I was up in heaven, everything was white and light and made out of light. I was standing in front of a stage with two angels staring at me, and standing behind a podium, they were talking to each other and talking to me. 

They said what took you so long, you had only this one thing holding you up? They said it as if it should have been so easy. They said for so long, only this one thing kept you from here.

I responded while shrugging my shoulders,” No one taught me.” At that time, they opened the book and said, Here, write in it your new name, and the name that you will be baptized in. 

They spun the podium around to face me, and there was a white tablet there with a name already written. The name was engraved in gold and light, and it shimmered like it held the stars of the sky inside of it within the letters. It was two names hyphenated like Hebrew, written in an ancient language. 

 

Dream from 10-07-2017

A divine scene rendered in glowing white light, with a central radiant stage. Two serene angels with outspread wings stand behind a translucent, shimmering podium. A human figure faces a large glowing book or tablet, in the act of signing their name with a glowing pen or fingertip. The signature is written in golden, starlit letters that shine as they form. The entire space glows with a celestial calm, creating a sense of reverent stillness and holy significance.

Personal Reflections of the Dream:

I had to learn on my own, I was stubborn. I didn’t listen to the teachers that he kept sending me. I still sought God. However, I refused to listen. He sent the plagues to me to teach me because it is the only way I would listen. Maybe it’s the only way I was wired to listen, but either way. The people need to listen to those whom God has appointed over them, including pastors, church members, and ministering angels. They have been given the word to make straight the way of the Lord. This allows us to follow. We can listen and learn from them through their preaching.