Joseph was a dreamer. Daniel interpreted dreams. God said that in the final part of the days HE would pour out HIS Spirit upon young and old and they would dream dreams, they would prophesy.

Do you dream? I do. In full color. Not all dreams do I remember. Not all dreams stand out as significant. But then, there are some that will never be forgotten.

You have entered the Dreamweaver….

• HE CALLED ME REBEKAH

Was I dreaming? Was I in the sanctuary of my shower? All I know is that wherever I was and whatever I was doing, when HE called me Rebekah, I lost all sense of thought and direction. It was as if time stopped for me as I responded, “HUH?”

“What do you mean by calling me Rebekah?” I questioned and HIS answer to me was to look at her life and look at my own. Rebekah was a servant at heart. It was difficult work to get water for not only Abraham’s servant who was on assignment, but also to water his camels. My life mirrors hers in this area in that the work I do calls me to serve not just the Master’s helper, but also those whom the helper has been called to be accountable for. Like the camels, they can at times have an unquenchable thirst. Yet that doesn’t keep me from serving. I water through my actions, words, and the purity of my heart for these ones.

“Don’t stop there”, I was told. So I kept looking at the life of Rebekah. She was chosen to be wife to Isaac who had lost his mother and was grieving her death. Being brought to his presence, he was found in the field and she got down from the camel and went to him. He took her to his mother’s tent. My life again mirrors Rebekah’s. My husband lost his mother in the year 2002. I first met him, June 2010, not realizing that I was meeting my husband. I don’t even remember talking to him apart from saying hello. I was chosen for him according to the conversation that he had with God regarding me on the day that we met for the first time, though I was not aware of this. It was September of 2010 that we came together again and this time it was for keeps. He took me to his mother’s home. We married in April 2011.

Knowing that I was not to stop there, I kept reading the account of Rebekah and Isaac, and it didn’t take long for me to say, “uh-uhn, no! explain it”. I read that Rebekah had twins (Esau and Jacob) and I was refusing pregnancy. Dad had me look for the twins in the spiritual, not the natural and this is what I saw:

Brent’s work for the Kingdom of God is two-fold. He minister’s music in the form of playing the piano for praise worship services, teaches choir and instrument (piano/drum) lessons, sings with the group Undivided. He also owns The New Praise Radio, an internet based Christian music radio station. Still waiting for an explanation, I said, “ok, what does this mean”.

True to Jeremiah 33:3 where God says, “ask of me and I will show you wonderful amazing things.” So, I asked for understanding of the twins. This is what was revealed to me:

Esau: loved by Isaac, was a breadwinner. He was the one that “brought home the bacon”. Esau was the first born.

Jacob: loved by Rebekah, was the servant, the minister. He was the one who looked after the sheep. Jacob received the promise. The Messiah came through the lineage of Jacob who was renamed, later, Israel.

Waiting for the application, it was spoken to my heart that Brent favor’s The New Praise Radio, but the promise will come through the ministry. But that was only an example used to speak to my heart that I am not to favor that which provides money. But instead, I am to be about the ministry. I am to seek first the Kingdom of God and all things will truly be added to me

Of course I shared this with Brent, but more importantly I understood that this was for me. I needed to hear this during a time when many surrounding me are focusing on money instead of on God. I needed to hear this during a time when I wanted a closer revelation on the heart of God. You see, dependency on money is not dependency on God. I need to remember why I do what I do and that my source, my provider is not to be the job that I hold but instead God who provides seed for the sower.

For every person whom reads this, you will get the understanding that was meant for you as it applies to your own circumstance.

-Silence

12-13-2021

I have had several dreams and didn’t know how to share them. Some that I recorded years ago I have recently shared as posts. Today I will share here.

First, let me say I’m not sure what this dream means. I just know it troubled me so much that at 3am when I was awakened and troubled in my spirit, I got up and began cleaning while letting the bible read aloud beginning with Matthew chapter 1. ( At this very moment, the Bible continues to read aloud, and it is at Mark chapter 1.)

Here is the dream:

I was headed over to a grocery store with a couple of my adult children and grandchildren.

While in the store shopping the scene began to change.

I saw a bunch of chairs set up for an event. I began to walk over to where the chairs were and look around. I turned around and looked behind me and saw the area where the artists were coming in.

I was definitely at an event. It became full of people. Some I knew and some I didn’t. I was there early as things were being set up so I saw things as it began to fill up with people.

There was a lot of musicians and musical groups there too (and boy bands like BoysIIMen and others.

There was also a bunch of vendors there selling various merchandise. I saw purses and makeup and just a wide variety of items.

I don’t know what my role was there. I had some type or clout because different artists were speaking to me.

The lights went down and the show was beginning. There were a lot of people there sitting and many standing. It was a big crowd and the entertainment was entertaining.

I was standing over by where many of the artists were. One guy, looking like Michael Jackson (I mean so much so that I actually thought it was him.) Came up to me with a bag. He was thirsty and wanted something to drink. He wanted some ice which is why he gave me the bag.

I took the bag, told him ok and went to go find some ice for him so he could have something to drink.

I went up the very stairs of the stand where the artists were coming in. It was sort of like a staging area for them but it wasn’t the stage itself.

That took me to a background area where a lot of the behind the scenes work was taking place.

I walked and walked looking for ice.

Then I noticed something. There was a problem with the refrigeration system. The food was bad or going bad. And there were some working frantically to fix it but they couldn’t. This is the food that was being served to the people at the event. But the food was no good.

I turned to head back. As I did, I saw one worker who was struggling trying to get things in order. She was trying to shut things down and couldn’t. I told her unplug the system.

She did and there was just a big work happening behind the scenes.

I made my way back to Michael with the water and ran into another guy I knew. I was trying to tell him that the food that they are serving those people, who were at the event, was not good. That’s when Michael came up to me. I handed him a glass of water no ice and told him I couldn’t get any ice.

I looked at him and he looked bad. His face was sunken in and his skin looked a pale grey. He took the water to drink it and that is when I looked around me at the people in the event. They all looked bad and sickly.

I told the other guy that I was leaving and I pressed to get to the front door and get out of there.

When I did I looked and the outside looked familiar to me. It looked like 109th and Green street. And the building I left out of, on the outside, looked like the home of my neighbor on Green street. Also it was dark outside. The time would have been between 3 and 6am.

I say that because it is 6:21am now and the way the sky looks outside now is how it looked in my dream.

Immediately in my spirit I knew that the house across the street was my home that I grew up in as a child.

Immediately in my spirit I knew to not go into that house. So I began to walk towards 110th and Halstead – a main street.

There were a few people outside not many and they would approach me and I would dodge them.

Their feet appeared to be turning to salt. Just like what I saw in that event. The people were drying up.

Again, I noticed how much of a gravitational pull I was experiencing as I fought to not give into the pull but as I got further away, in my spirit I heard that I needed to return.

Those people in that building needed help. They were dying. I knew I needed to go back to help.

I woke up and my spirit was vexed.

I woke up vexed in my spirit because of what I heard.

Then I was told to get up and clean instead of what I normally do which is to read Gods Word. I was told to let the Bible play from my phone as I clean.

I did and I am.

Yet still that dream bothers me. I dont know what it means. But for 3hours I cleaned before I stopped to write the dream here.

Some how I knew to record the dream here.