Random Times with God

So let me just say this right off the bat. I am a seer. I have known this for a long time, but have rejected the gift most of my life. In the last few years I have actually taken more time to seek understanding of the gift and how it works. What I do know, is that I do not control the gift to a large degree, although I can consciously tap into it. I am never in control of what I see...I feel like a reporter most of the time simply relaying the events and details that I encounter.

Here is one such instance where my gift decided to open up on me out of the blue.

As I was leaving my house I was at once in a place unfamiliar yet at the same time "home-esque". The landscape i found my self on was quite out of the ordinary. I was greeted in an odd manner by an angel who seemed a bit frustrated and anxious. I was puzzled by what I saw. The angels were all colorful, vibrant, and visible. However, other than myself and a few others, the men and women were all in black and white.

Even more puzzling was the fact that those I saw in black and white were wounded and simply sitting by themselves. The angel who had greeted my was familiar with who I was. There was a genuine warm love under the exterior of frustration and anxiousness. As we exchanged greetings I began to ask what was going on.

"We are in a battle and you have stepped on a battlefield", he replied

I inquired as to where everyone was and in a bit of a flustered manner he gave me the run down.

"I would ask you the same question! Who is supposed to lead us into battle? Who has our orders? Who will bring clarity to those of us here?" His tone as perplexed as it was agitated.

I began to see the confusion. there were no leaders. There was no one to cast a vision or to give direction. They were trying to hold territory without knowing what to do or where to go.

After gaining understanding of the situation bit by bit, I told the angle that I would assume command for the time being.

I asked a few questions and then he shared a bit of information that shook me to the core.

"Victory has been declared in our favor, but many of the Sons of God have laid their weapons and tenacity down. You are living in a paradox where the war is over, yet there are many battles yet to fight. Men and women have let go of pressing forward in favor of wishful thinking. They stopped fighting while arrows were still flying at them. Others that haven't heard the declaration of victory and have abandoned hope. Tired and worn out they become carriers of discouragement. Yet, there are those who have heard the victory bell, and continue to fight until the battle they are currently fighting is over. These warriors go from battlefield to battlefield fighting to ensure the utter obliteration of the enemy forces. What you see before you is one such battlefield where wishful thinking and hopelessness have set in."

This paradox of sorts resonated within me. Men and women who had lost their color were those on either side of the spectrum the angel had described.

As I now sit in a coffee shop and ponder these things, I can only think of entering the "Promised Land".

The victory overall was there, but they still had to rout the inhabitants of the land. It's not enough to have the victory...

There are still battles that must be fought. Apathy and lethargy often are the enemies of a total victory or complete triumph.

I have spent a considerable amount of time contemplating this vision, yet I have few insights into the depth of this. Though at first sight the vision seems straight forward...the more time I spend with Jesus concerning this, the more in depth and detailed it gets.

What I do know is this...leadership is needed...yet not in the sense that we understand leadership. Its not a positional leadership nor an institutional leadership. It is the type of leadership that rallies the troops by action taken. Its a steadfastness as you endeavor to do something while have almost no support except from people who have shared the battlefield many times with you. People will watch, sit by, and even hurl insults your way as you are pushing forward.

Wishful thinking is just as deadly as hopelessness. The end result is the same. People throwing in the towel when things aren't going the right way. We also must understand that these are two of the most common stances that many in the Body find themselves in. Either way it goes the wounds multiply unless HOPE and SOBRIETY are restored.

Just another day with God...

I never know what to expect, but I know nothing is as it seems.