On the morning of July 4th, I woke up from the following dream:
My mum, little brother and I were driving home on the motorway over a massive bridge (like one in America). There was a lorry in front of us which had logs and those big oil barrels on it. One by one they kept rolling off and causing people's cars to explode. Because our car was immediately behind the lorry at first it was easy for us to dodge the logs and oil barrels (which were bouncing over our car), but then we ended up a bit further back in the traffic and could now see the cars blowing up right in front of us. As we were driving I literally saw a skyscraper drop down in front of my eyes onto the bridge. In my head I thought, "No way!" The skyscraper had "July 4th" written on it - as if it was a dooms day message.
I then saw the bridge that we were on collapse; however, I knew that I would survive. We got out of our car and started to walk as walking was now the only way to get about. There was a sea of people on the bridge and around us. Next to us was a familiar Muslim young man who used to go to my school. He said that he was going to get a plane out of the country to France, where it was safer. As a rescue vehicle went passed we saw that it was only filled with monkeys. Even the planes were being filled with monkeys and not people, but the young Muslim guy was willing to pay any amount in order to get out of here.
Another man then came up to me and put two hands on me. I didn't even care anymore, I didn't try to operate in the natural first, I literally went straight to the spiritual. I rebuked him in the name of Jesus and he staggered backwards. He then resisted and I was under a spiritual attack where my mouth was being shut, but I persevered and managed to break through. The man/demon then said how it was people like the Muslim man who were doing our jobs in the winter when we (Christians) were sleeping. He was mocking us.
As we walked a bit more someone told us that we had to take off our clothes. All Christians were now being identified by not being allowed clothes. It was so embarrassing as everyone could now see everything, but I knew I had to stand for Jesus regardless and that all my fellow believers were in the same boat. I realised that it was so flesh-killing for me, but that was good. All us believers had like our own den place where we lived.
I remember fighting many demons. Somehow I knew that if the people would repent the land could be healed. Everything that was happening was a consequence of sin rather than direct judgement.
My mum represented the Holy Ghost (our comforter) and my brother represented the brethren. As a church we are in a transition (crossing a bridge) on our way home (to be with the Lord), but before we get there, there is much tribulation to take place.
The lorry represented a large work that is releasing logs (sin) and oil barrels (hatred) causing explosions (death). At first it was easy for our car (representing the church) to dodge (ignore) the chaos/calamity happening behind us (as the logs and barrels were bouncing over our heads). However, on being moved further back in traffic (greater perspective) we were able to see lives being taken right before our eyes and it is no longer avoidable. This has been what has happened this week (the week beginning the 4th of July 2016). The Western church can no longer avoid the state of our world, lives are being taken right before our eyes and people are dying without Christ because of sin and hatred.
The skyscraper represents something monumental gaining our attention, and the fact that it said “July 4th” on the building pointed to this week. I only realised on waking up that it was actually the 4th of July and in fact America's independence day. It was weird because on Monday, everything seemed calm, but as the week has progressed calamity has broken out. In the dream it didn't feel like it was about "America" it was about all of us, in the UK, in the US and beyond – particularly western society.
The work the Muslims are doing during the "winter" (while it is cold and dark spiritually) is spreading their message. Most Christians are asleep spiritually and yes, the enemy is mocking us. The time has come for us to be naked for Christ - exposed. This is the time now. Yes, to stand boldly for Christ will mean the flesh has to die, but this is a good thing. It’s time for true believers to be recognised by society.
The fact that the rescue vehicles had only monkeys in them represents the state of our lands (particularly western culture), where human lives are now of less value than monkeys. Those with the finances can escape this oppression, but what about the rest? As believers our hope is in Christ and so the Lord is calling us to choose to stand boldly for Him, and stand together as a community and family.
When the man/demon put both hands on me, I knew instinctively that it was a spiritual problem; I didn't try to be politically correct in order not to offend him. This represents the fact that we can no longer try to deal with the oppression (ceasing with both hands) in the natural, we have to learn to see the spiritual problem and deal accordingly, because our battle is not against flesh and blood.
The answer to our lands’ problems is Christ. Sin is and always has been the problem, but it's like the church has forgotten this. As I was waking up I had this scripture on my heart:
If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land. (2 Chronicles 7:14, KJV)
The thing that stood out for me is the fact that it says my people. The Lord is calling HIS people to humble themselves, pray, seek His face and turn from their wicked ways. The state of our lands is our responsibility. WE are the light of the world, WE are the evidence of Christ, if WE don’t do our part, then our lands will suffer the consequences.