Dreaming at the lake

On the weekend (from July 3^rd to July 4^th 2015), we camped at the lake property by the church. Bob and Sam led worship and I shared the word about reading the Word of God daily. That night the Lord gave me a unique dream.

First, Sam and I stood by the water and we saw a light in the shape of a cross. I said, “Jesus is coming toward us.” Then two men came to the place we were, one was Jesus and the other looked older, maybe the Father. Immediately I gave them water and made hot tea for Jesus. Upon which, Jesus told me, “You are a servant.” That word penetrated my being, that I went behind the hut in the darkness of the evening and meditated those words. I felt that God is proud of me for seeing servanthood in me, which was a surprise.

Then, Jesus asked me to clap. “How do you normally clap?” He asked. I started clapping timidly and softly. He came to my right side and copied my actions, but I could sense that this style of clapping was displeasing to the Savior. Then I clapped boldly and with all my heart, that action activated such a Presence of God and His power that I could not literally close my palms together. The sense of joy, accomplishment and ecstasy filled my being.

Then for a long while the Holy Spirit moved my body like a leaf in a wind. It seemed that Jesus was not in a hurry to get His message across or ministry of any kind. He joined with me in this long beautiful, delightful moment of falling in the Spirit. When I found myself on the floor, Jesus was beside me and spoke, “You’ve been shot…” ( a huge hole in my chest, heart area) and He continued, “it’s only 12 inches of how close I can come.” In both of those statements, the spirit behind those words explained that Father is SO content with me. That Jesus feels so close in proximity to me and to my heart. It felt like the greatest achievement!!! I felt like I had a treasure of great price and it will never be taken away from me.

Then the way I felt toward Jesus was like feeling to the best friend. We just simply spent time together dancing in the company of others. I felt secure and totally His. In a moment came a young girl, who looked like punk. She started showing us new dance move, and seeing that Jesus didn’t hesitate to start dancing those movements, I joined along. Upon which, my mother was sitting nearby and she rebuked me for dancing those movements. I replied that Jesus is dancing and He did not stop me.  Then Jesus come close to the mother and my mother greets Him in a respect, but she did not recognize Jesus. I wondered what He would do, would He defend Himself or reveal. He spoke to my mother about her mom. It was like a rebuke, pointing to the pattern of behavior that her mom started. By speaking nice, warm words but behind them were a tactic to get its way. Jesus did not like that. He mentioned about the fact that my mom did not resist those thoughts, but Jesus said He will pray for us. And Jesus interceded for our generation, starting from grandma.