I saw the Lord in a dark room, and He was sitting on a wooden stool. We were on a line, and people passed through Him, then out of the room. He was with a bowl of water by his side, which He used to wash our feet and faces. Then He would whisper into their ears as though talking to them about their calling or something. People on the line reacted differently; some moved sluggishly, others were willing, and I even saw one of us being dragged by two people to be on the line; it was as though the person was afraid of the Lord for some reason.
But the Lord calmly beckoned that she be brought to Him, and He laid hands on her head, and she was calm as if she had been delivered of demons.
Then I heard, “Gather the people, organize them in their posts, and pray.” I saw a ripe corn field and we stood outside the field to share out jobs before we entered the field. We looked very willing. I heard the different categories.
The Gatherers: They went into the field and just put fruits into the baskets. These could be equivalent to those that might have open doors to do so.
The Processers: They would work on the fruits harvested into their respective finished goods. I believe they involved those that would go to those places and do follow-up. They were the ones that settled. A lot of the gatherers were processors too; some eventually learnt the art.
The Workers: These ones created the paths in the field and helped tend the field; they worked the engines and made the harvest even richer. I believed this spoke of the people that are working and generating contents. Again, there was a blend of these guys with the harvesters and processors.
The Technicians: They ran the logistics and made sure the machines were functioning. I believe this spoke of the administrators and those that actually run the logistics.
But I got the impression the processing mill would be in ‘another man’s land’, like out there. I got the impression of it meaning we will reap where we’ve not sown.
Then there was this group of people that just went round the land, they seemed to be knowledgeable about fruits and so knew the times and seasons, knew which to harvest at what time and which to be processed, how to do so, and the mixture. They were the “Supervisors.” They felt like the cloud of witnesses, and at some point, the council of prophets, but then again, I got impression they were the leaders, in reality.
– Bro. M.P.
July 7th, 2019
© God’s Lighthouse, 2019.
