As many know, life on the farm has its joys and sometimes its sorrows. As I fed the animals this morning I thought, this whole thing will never be perfect and we just need to do our best through it all. Sounds like our lives. For the folks that are close to Edie and me, you know that our rabbit breeding just has not taken off the way the chickens and ducks have flourished. It seems odd, but placing male and female bunnies together in a cage has only given back a handful of litters in what is approaching our third year.
Today is 2-4 the day of addition and multiplication! We have three confirmed sightings of baby bunnies aka “kits” out of five females bred on Jan 1 and Jan 3. (That is exactly on time) OK. So what’s the big deal? Just a coincidence?
The last two weekends I have spent completely immersed in the Word of God traveling at the side of well known prophet from Canada Darren Canning first, then hosted a conference in our home for Wally Johnson, teacher/preacher from Washington DC. Both mighty men of God (and Edie) have been encouraging me to exercise my ability to have “seer” dreams. I am getting more comfortable with Words of Knowledge as a gift but the dreams, when I see a thing and it happens the next day, tend to disturb me for while. Last year when the S. Korean ferry vessel sunk with the students on board, I was there in a dream as it was happening. This is the first time I have even released that information because the images in my dream and what I saw on the news the next day were identical!
Take this next part or the last however you wish. I went outside my body last night in my sleep, across our yard and over to the rabbit hutches. There I looked into the cages of the mothers giving birth. One mother looked up and she appeared to smile at me. (This morning that same rabbit let me pet her, with the babies tucked safely away in the back of their cave of hay. That’s not supposed to happen – right farmers?) I had great peace in the dream and knew that finally after all these years, we were going to receive an abundance of baby bunnies and a branch of our tree of life was budding and about to flower then fruit. Thank you Wally Johnson for renaming our residence LIFE HOUSE.
Two messages here: In the natural – don’t give up. In the supernatural, pay attention to your dreams and write them down! God may be, no he is, speaking to you while you rest because in your waking time, your brain is running in way too many directions. Here: it’s this simple – and sometimes a little scary at the same time – but start journaling your dreams, then find out what it means.
“I also dreamt last night of a wild fast burning fire in the Woodlands. Edie and I were running through the forest to escape flames that were quickly advancing across the ground towards us. We ran to a sidewalk figuring concrete pavement would stop the fire from us but then we saw multiple houses on the street across were engulfed in flames too. I grabbed Edie’s hand and said we need to keep moving. Which way? I said to the left and…..” the dream ended.
Now, I have not gone to God or into any dream interpretation books yet. I am going to let that last dream sit on the shelf for a while. No, don’t go asking God to tell you which way the stock market is going in a vision. You know that’s wrong and will only open a seriously bad door into the occult. Just go to sleep and wait for what He will show you next. So try it. As you can see, this post is not about me. It’s all for the glory of God and I am about as humbled as one human trumpet player can possibly get. God Bless you all and sweet dreams.