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Back in the 1980's I had this dream.
I see it as vividly now as I did then.
In my dream I saw a huge old English Stately Home set in wonderful gardens and lands. I was so aware that I wasn’t as it were ‘in' the dream, but kind of floating and obverting the dream as it was shown to me.
I could see everyone but I knew that they couldn’t see me…and I also knew that time was going by and years were clicking over. It seemed to last all night.
I was standing in a rose garden which was very close to the House...I was just outside a very large window.
All around the House itself were red and white rose bushes, I ‘knew’ within me that The Master of the House loved his roses best of all.
The peace and anointing on this place was wonderful..yet…I knew that 'for me' the blessing wasn’t to be in the rose gardens close to the house, but to be within the house, but not just in the House but to be in The Masters study....His private sacred place. It was a large study with heavy velvet curtains...
I looked through the window and saw a person cleaning His study and placing a red rose in a vase for Him. I knew that was where I internally ached to be…His Presence was in that study. And I must be there.
As I looked around the gardens I saw some people ' looking like' they were tending and keeping the rose garden, but what some were actually doing was just touching a rose here and a rose there ( faking it) ..only a few were actually working, weeding and pruning the bushes.
I looked beyond the formal gardens and saw a small wall separating this garden from the next one…it was down three steps...a flower garden of every beautiful kind of flower…yet it was far from the rose garden, house and study....I knew that I didn’t want to work there, as the Master didn't visit there much.
Beyond that were many orchards, people were busy up and down ladders picking and gathering apples and fruit…way beyond those orchards were field, lots and lots of fields …many, many people were working the fields , gathering in the crops. The thought of being that far from the rose garden, the house, and study where the Masters presence dwelled scared me internally.
Next I kind of ‘floated’ into the Great House ..we were all gathered in a huge hall…people were sitting in many rows, just waiting for the Master of the house to come.
At the front was a large table, on one side of the table were lots of scrolls or deeds, each tied up with red ribbons. On the other side were many piles of gold coins.
I kind of floated there behind the table.
The Master came in and opened a book…he ran his finger down the list, picked up either a pile of gold , or a scroll or deed, and walked over to the person and gave them either one thing or the other.
He did this until everything on the table had been given out.
I was now annoyed and upset. I had seen that as he gave out the very last scroll, he had reached passed a lady that obviously thought it was for her, and placed it in the hand of the person sitting behind her. No more rewards or deeds were left on the table .
I said to him:- "That is not fair....she has been here all these years..she has never left the grounds of your house.”
He answered- “ That is true, she has ‘been here’ all the time, but her heart has never been fully here, her heart has never done the work of a servant.”
These were the only words that he ever spoke in the dream.
Then He walked over to the huge door…everyone was to follow.
..He opened the door and we all went outside. Again, He didn’t speak.
He just raised His arm and pointed.
Beyond the big gates was a narrow road and hills beyond that …the people who had neither gold coins or scrolls in their hands lowered their heads and shuffled off together down the road toward the hills and far away, the rest turned and went back into the house with the Master and the door was closed.
I woke up in the same presence of the Lord..I stayed before the Lord most of the day. The intensity of the dream was powerful…it still is.
I knew the house was the place of His tender presence, it is place to be, the place of the fullness of joy.
Everyone ( that really worked) were happy working just where the Master had placed them to work. Yet I also knew that within each one was the goal to work closer to the rose garden, the house, and closer to Him, it was almost painful to be away from Him.
I knew that “the work” was to be totally trusting, totally believing, and totally faithful in love.
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@mjrhealth :)
Now maybe you understand my constant refrain of ‘running the race’ and reaching for the Prize of the high calling....it is Him, our Lord and God himself. He is the prize . There are crowns, gifts and rewards "in Him".
We may be lulled into being content to settle here, but at the end we will have great regrets. I experienced the difference of being out in the far orchards working and being in the anointed rose garden.
I have no doubt whatsoever that those who 'shuffled off' behind to the far hills were blood washed children…but they didn’t get to stay in the House..'maybe not till the 1,000 yrs were over. ‘
This dream was a wake up call for me…it jerked me by my boot straps…because I could EXPERIENCE IT ALL!!
I experienced the strong longing to be in the study with Him…I experienced the utter sadness of those who shuffled off..God allowed me to feel everything in the dream. Even the presence in the roses garden was totally amazing…it is far beyond us to even take a guess as to what heaven will be like.
The Reward, is the wonderful presence of God, Himself …the only thing that is worth anything at all.
Yes , the only hell will be knowing what "could have been"…if only...
......Helen.
Back in the 1980's I had this dream.
I see it as vividly now as I did then.
In my dream I saw a huge old English Stately Home set in wonderful gardens and lands. I was so aware that I wasn’t as it were ‘in' the dream, but kind of floating and obverting the dream as it was shown to me.
I could see everyone but I knew that they couldn’t see me…and I also knew that time was going by and years were clicking over. It seemed to last all night.
I was standing in a rose garden which was very close to the House...I was just outside a very large window.
All around the House itself were red and white rose bushes, I ‘knew’ within me that The Master of the House loved his roses best of all.
The peace and anointing on this place was wonderful..yet…I knew that 'for me' the blessing wasn’t to be in the rose gardens close to the house, but to be within the house, but not just in the House but to be in The Masters study....His private sacred place. It was a large study with heavy velvet curtains...
I looked through the window and saw a person cleaning His study and placing a red rose in a vase for Him. I knew that was where I internally ached to be…His Presence was in that study. And I must be there.
As I looked around the gardens I saw some people ' looking like' they were tending and keeping the rose garden, but what some were actually doing was just touching a rose here and a rose there ( faking it) ..only a few were actually working, weeding and pruning the bushes.
I looked beyond the formal gardens and saw a small wall separating this garden from the next one…it was down three steps...a flower garden of every beautiful kind of flower…yet it was far from the rose garden, house and study....I knew that I didn’t want to work there, as the Master didn't visit there much.
Beyond that were many orchards, people were busy up and down ladders picking and gathering apples and fruit…way beyond those orchards were field, lots and lots of fields …many, many people were working the fields , gathering in the crops. The thought of being that far from the rose garden, the house, and study where the Masters presence dwelled scared me internally.
Next I kind of ‘floated’ into the Great House ..we were all gathered in a huge hall…people were sitting in many rows, just waiting for the Master of the house to come.
At the front was a large table, on one side of the table were lots of scrolls or deeds, each tied up with red ribbons. On the other side were many piles of gold coins.
I kind of floated there behind the table.
The Master came in and opened a book…he ran his finger down the list, picked up either a pile of gold , or a scroll or deed, and walked over to the person and gave them either one thing or the other.
He did this until everything on the table had been given out.
I was now annoyed and upset. I had seen that as he gave out the very last scroll, he had reached passed a lady that obviously thought it was for her, and placed it in the hand of the person sitting behind her. No more rewards or deeds were left on the table .
I said to him:- "That is not fair....she has been here all these years..she has never left the grounds of your house.”
He answered- “ That is true, she has ‘been here’ all the time, but her heart has never been fully here, her heart has never done the work of a servant.”
These were the only words that he ever spoke in the dream.
Then He walked over to the huge door…everyone was to follow.
..He opened the door and we all went outside. Again, He didn’t speak.
He just raised His arm and pointed.
Beyond the big gates was a narrow road and hills beyond that …the people who had neither gold coins or scrolls in their hands lowered their heads and shuffled off together down the road toward the hills and far away, the rest turned and went back into the house with the Master and the door was closed.
I woke up in the same presence of the Lord..I stayed before the Lord most of the day. The intensity of the dream was powerful…it still is.
I knew the house was the place of His tender presence, it is place to be, the place of the fullness of joy.
Everyone ( that really worked) were happy working just where the Master had placed them to work. Yet I also knew that within each one was the goal to work closer to the rose garden, the house, and closer to Him, it was almost painful to be away from Him.
I knew that “the work” was to be totally trusting, totally believing, and totally faithful in love.
======
@mjrhealth :)
Now maybe you understand my constant refrain of ‘running the race’ and reaching for the Prize of the high calling....it is Him, our Lord and God himself. He is the prize . There are crowns, gifts and rewards "in Him".
We may be lulled into being content to settle here, but at the end we will have great regrets. I experienced the difference of being out in the far orchards working and being in the anointed rose garden.
I have no doubt whatsoever that those who 'shuffled off' behind to the far hills were blood washed children…but they didn’t get to stay in the House..'maybe not till the 1,000 yrs were over. ‘
This dream was a wake up call for me…it jerked me by my boot straps…because I could EXPERIENCE IT ALL!!
I experienced the strong longing to be in the study with Him…I experienced the utter sadness of those who shuffled off..God allowed me to feel everything in the dream. Even the presence in the roses garden was totally amazing…it is far beyond us to even take a guess as to what heaven will be like.
The Reward, is the wonderful presence of God, Himself …the only thing that is worth anything at all.
Yes , the only hell will be knowing what "could have been"…if only...
......Helen.