Good Morning

I would probably not have told any of you about this dream except that all of you, and that means anyone new to come, are now very much part of this dream.

For more years than I can remember this dream would come to me.  Not all the time, many months could go by until it would once again enter my slumber.
Now, and I fully understand the dream now, you are all standing with me waiting.

It all started years ago.  In the dream I found myself in the forest.  The floor of the forest was very soft with shades of brown.  It was like walking on mulch.  The kind you put around your plants and flowers.  Surrounding me are bushes of the deepest green, and strangely I am unable to identify what they are.  They are very thick and very vibrant. The air is cool as one would expect when walking in the forest, but there is not breeze. The light is very subdued. It is a pale light just enough to see what is just in front of you, but you cannot see further down the path. There are no animals and no birds singing.
 
For years I walked along this path.  I enjoyed the dream whenever it came because of the peacefulness of walking in this forest.  To keep this short, I will tell you that after a very long time I came to realize that I was not in a forest at all,  but walking in a tunnel.
 
After a very long time I began to see a light at the end of the tunnel.  It was not sunlight, but instead sort of like a florescent light.  Again, I would walk for a long time and finally I came to the end of the tunnel.  Directly before me was a huge oak tree.  It was so huge that I could only see the trunk of the tree as the branches were very high up.   At the bottom of the tree is a small white semi-circle marble bench.  Sitting to the left of the bench was a person that I later knew was Jesus. 
 
When I realized it was Jesus I fell to my knees and wept for a very long time.  I thanked him for what he let happen to him for someone like me.  I told him I was not worthy and for the life of me could not believe he would honor me here with his presence.
 
Again, many month would pass and finally in a dream I stood up.  I would not approach Jesus, but stood at the end of the path facing him.   It was not that Jesus did not invite me to sit with him, I just never even considered it.  I just stood there looking at him and felt so much peace.
 
 NOW HERE ARE ALL OF YOU.

Recently in the past month I heard footsteps behind me and all of you appeared.  I do not know any of you, nor do I know what any of you look like, I just knew it was all the people at 5Dove.   Even more wonderful, Jesus has stood up, and to the right of the path the world before us has opened up.   Jesus is now extending his arm for us to look to the right.  It is so very beautiful.  There are rolling meadows and the sunshine is beautiful, not to warm, just right.  The valley has flowing streams and the mountains surrounding the valley have the most beautiful waterfalls.  There are birds singing and animals drinking from the lakes and streams.

We are not moving.  We are just standing there waiting.

I have never told anyone of this dream, and only because you are now part of the dream, I am led to  tell you.   It was my dream.  My place to go in my dreams that was private and not to be shared.  Do you understand that?  But now I am told to share it with you.

 
SOMETHING ELSE HAS HAPPENED:
 
 I am a person who enjoys reading historical fiction.   I enjoy reading autobiographies of presidents and world history.  So you can imagine how strange it was for me to be led to read a book called RUN by Blake Crouch.  At first I did not want to read this, but I kept being led to read it.  I honestly could not put the book down.  The entire time I read the book I thought of the world after the rapture, and what these poor people went through is what will happen to all who remain.  By that I mean those who will find Jesus, but will pay dearly for what is now given to us so freely.
 
There is great trouble here in the northeast.  People are living in their homes in fear.   There is much looting, can you even imagine something so terrible with all the absolute horror going on here.   People are eating out of dumpsters and now another storm is coming. Over 40,000 people have no homes.  People are becoming very hostile, and in some places brotherly love is not evident at all.  I am sorry to say the government of New York supports all that God is against and the suffering is great.  I weep so much at the sight of the news I can no longer watch, but instead beg God to bring us home. 
 
This is not all happening for nothing.  There is no doubt that God is screaming at us to come to him.
 
If the dream changes in any way, I will tell you.  For now, we are standing at the end of the tunnel with Jesus standing to our left extending his arm to show us what now is to our right.  It is beautiful.
 
YSIC
Margaret