On February 28, 2018, I woke around 3:37am from a dream.  I was riding in a small boat on a street that was flooded.  I kept to my lane as I would if I were traveling in a car.  Other boats kept to their lane going in the opposite direction.  As I would see something sticking out of the water, like a fence post, I would put food or money on it so the people coming up behind me could get it.

I went to a building where people were on the upper floors.  It was like an abandoned warehouse that had been set up for use.  In the first room, I talked to a couple young ladies that showed me the numbers they had been given so they could get food.  The numbers were engraved on small metal plates like you’d put on a necklace to wear.  I saw a number that started with 36 but don’t remember the last two numbers.  The number 4760 kept standing out.  All numbers were four digits.

I went into the next room and a neighbor of mine was selling foods like pizza.  She wasn’t getting much money for it and when I asked if my youngest grandson paid much, she looked disappointed and said no.  As I was walking into the next room, I told her I would get more money to her.  Also, as I was leaving this room I noticed an abandoned basket of car keys on a table that belonged to the taxis in the street that no one could use.

The next room was full of graduates going to college.  They were all red headed and wearing (I think) black caps and gowns.  The one that stood to my left had my family standing with him.  (that is, my family in the educational field)  The students to the right did not have teachers, principles, etc. near them.

These students were going on to be bishops.  The ones on the right were striving to get to bishop and beyond, but they were stressed.  The one on the left was going to make bishop and enjoy life with that.  He was happy, relaxed, friendly.  It was like he knew his calling and he was happy in it.  He didn’t need to create strife for himself to move on up higher.  His cute, sweet smile was of contentment with no stress or worries.  He was more living in the moment. (August 2019 I told the Lord I understood the dream except this part.  I soon heard a verse that stood out to me.  –  Titus 1:7 – “For a bishop must be blameless, as the steward of God; not selfwilled, not soon angry, not given to wine, no striker, not given to filthy lucre.”  Not soon angry caught my attention because the ones not mentored by the good Godly teachers was the only one that didn’t seem somewhat angry as the others in their desire to move past what they were called to do being anxious and impatient.)

This dream ended and I found myself in a different setting.

I was suddenly riding a wave, or so I thought.  It felt like I was in a small boat again and moving very quickly.  I was on my knees in the boat.  The wave was nothing but white so I thought it was foamy white caps on a very angry sea.  I kept riding forward even though it began to churn underneath me and I could see what looked like a swirling sink hole in the middle that I was coming up on.  It churned faster and faster as I quickly approached the hole.  When I got close enough I realized I was not riding on a wave but on a huge, enormous cloud like that of a hurricane and what I was coming up on was the eye of that storm.  It was massive.  I was never afraid – just trying to figure out what was going on.  Then I woke.  I found a picture on the weather channel that best described what I saw.  The eye of the storm is the calmest place to be.  Be in Jesus, our eye of the storm.

I asked for scripture and immediately Isaiah 29 came to mind.  This says so much but in summary it tells of an event where Jerusalem will be greatly distressed, but their enemies will be defeated.  Suddenly, in an instant, the Lord Almighty will come with thunder and earthquake and great noise, with windstorm and tempest and flames of a devouring fire.  It spoke of sinners.  It spoke of precious promises of grace and mercy to the remnant whom God will sanctify, and in whom He would be sanctified, when their enemies and persecutors should be cut off.

The students and overseers kept coming to mind so I knew that was significant.  I looked up bishops and their color had been green but in the 16th century was switched to amaranth red.  The green is still seen on the traditional coat of arms that each bishop chooses when elected.

In searching I came up on Acts 20 where Paul was speaking to the elders – as I understand bishops were as elders.  Paul was their teacher.  He said to keep watch over yourselves and all the flock of which the Holy Spirit has made you overseers.  Be shepherds of the church of God, which He bought with his own blood.  He knew his standards were high although he wasn’t perfect.  I found a commentary that said one concern for Paul at this time was collecting money for impoverished believers at Jerusalem.  He felt this brought unity and was a good example for the gentiles.  Paul never knew what waited him as far as tribulations in every town but he didn’t worry about that.  He spoke of the race to finish but, as God calls us to do, with joy.  He warned in the last days people would not endure sound doctrine, but would look for teachers who would tell them what they wanted to hear.  He knew that savage wolves would come in not sparing the flock when he left.

The part with the teachers and students stood out more than even the massive storm cloud I rode on.  We have a race to finish no matter what storm comes our way and no matter what befalls us.  We have others like these students to teach, to guide, to show the way and the true doctrine.  We need to pray for one another and lift each other up.  We are the body of Christ.  He will never leave us nor forsake us.  We know how the story ends, which is our beginning.  Please read the scripture when you get a chance.  The summary doesn’t do it justice.  May He ever keep us in the eye of the storm.

I also believe that this goes with the word I received ‘Hawaii’ on April 12, 2018, right before things started there due to the words in the scripture I was given.  I was also told ‘things will never be the same again’ on May 2.  And with that came a fever pitch panic feeling that lasted about a minute before it died down.  God bless.