I BELIVE THIS DREAM IS ABOUT THE CHURCH.
May 27, 2003
On Sunday the Lord spoke to me about some revelation he was bringing me. All day Monday I cried out to him but he was silent. Last night I had the strangest dream.
I dreamt it was today as in 2003. God was molding me and shaping me. I looked like King David while still on the run. I saw everywhere the sad state of the church and I felt there was no hope since the want of material things had choked out true Christianity. The church had been seized by Satan. I was on the run for my life because I was trying to expose it and I went to this certain place (that I cant name). As I arrived hiding from the false church I saw that the Government had taken control of this place but it really belonged to God. It had a beautiful lake with sandy beach’s. I then saw myself years in the future at this place. It seemed to be after a great shaking and a war. I now owned this place and all the surrounding land. It amounted to thousands of acres not far from Toronto. I was a Trillionair and had most of the Rich’s of the world and was the richest man in the world. I had more money than King Solomon. I used the money to feed the world, opened up orphanages and did all the things the church was supposed to do but submitted to Satan instead. I made I giant complex on the property that was like a castle and opened it up to the children who lived with me as well. The only adults that were there were those that had truly overcome the world and had the fathers love in the heart. It reminded me of a new Jerusalem but was smaller. It was full of the love of the Father.
I had a giant mansion inside and it had hundreds of bedrooms and was filled with children. I heard a pounding at the gate and went to see who it was. There was a giant wall around thee whole perimeter of the complex. The were thousands of people pounding on the gate and I even recognized some of them. They were screaming let us in. I said ‘You cannot come in this place unless you have the Fathers love. No one is allowed near the children unless they have his love’