Lemme: Stop Commanding – Church

“Visible Invisibility”: Digital Art by Alicia R. Shipe

{Read Luke 8-9}

Original Journal Entry: Monday 03/09/2013 @ 2151

A few days ago – Friday night – I had a dream that I was on a tour. It was of rooms like apartments. These rooms were underground deep in the earth. They looked liked they were decorated in the 70’s  with shag carpeting and walls. The color scheme was purple/lavender and a light shade of red. The rooms all had floor model TVs with the knobs instead of being the remote controlled TVs we have today. To go to the next room you had to go down deeper in the ground. All I know is I was with others fascinated yet confused by the decor and knowing I didn’t belong there.

After the above dream (either the same night or the night after) I dreamt I was back at my high school in the gym. First, I was at the doorway of the secondary gym watching a basketball game. I had a sense that I was an authority figure or a well-known person. Then I went to the main gym. I stood at the doorway watching that game then I looked to see where I could sit. I decided to sit with the opposite team fans rather than who I was rooting for. Everyone stared at me while I took my seat. I remember I had a book bag on my back through this whole dream and I ended up with some type of cloth (blanket or jacket) and had to lay it out to sit on.

-> Don’t know what any of this means but I continue to have dreams that take place in my high school gym.

Following is another journal entry but with descriptive images which is the main way God has me see what HE chooses me to come to know.

Original Journal Entry: Saturday 03/16/2013 @ 2119

(Visions I experienced during a time of corporate worship)

->A big diamond with a small flag on top

->Image of ‘Iwo Jima’ Statue at the Marine Corps War Memorial building  but in shadow: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marine_Corps_War_Memorial

->A sword piercing through layers (I drew a sketch of it in my journal)

->Then I saw balloons

-> I had a few visions of wings – some on angels, some on birds, and some just floating where I couldn’t see the figure with the wings

-> an uncertain vision of the 70’s and received the year 1973 – “generation dieing in the wilderness”

. . .

-> Saw seeds on my left side then through whole vision saw three horses (they were for me); a white one, a black one of fire, and a dark blue one [Bronco colors]

Tuesday night I dreamt of my Great Grandmother Roseanne Sloane. She was sitting on a porch in Winchester and I was at a house diagonal and across the street. I saw her a few times but never spoke to her. Then, while a festival was in town, I waved to her from the porch I was on then went to talk to her, hug her, and spend time with her. As others walked by, I spoke to them but didn’t want to do anything else except be with my Great Grandmother.

Thursday night I dreamt I was sitting at a lunch table outside (sunny skies) like a high school across from two other people. A man walked up to me wearing a brown raincoat (not long but medium length). I looked up and was a little stunned. I said in a questioning voice, “Jesus”? Then I immediately moved to the next seat to make room for Him to sit and join.

Some of these are self-explanatory. Some are more detailed. The reason I share these is because I know I am not the only one Whom Holy Spirit has cascaded upon in a newer way. As I work, my way, through the intimacy of The Ancient of Days, I am noticing/testing/recognizing ideas I have lost, tossed away, forgot, or been too timid/lonely to truly sort through. When someone changes (positively OR negatively) it is always a struggle/hassle/endeavor to make it to the next mark on the road. Life appears to be falling apart in ways (as before and always) but I’m still Me: fake smile, real smile, hearty laugh, weeping willows, tear stained face, and ALL. Because there IS ONLY One Me!!!

Journal Entry: Wednesday 03/20/2013 @ 0904

Sunday night/Monday morning, just before I woke up, I dreamt I woke up and the ground was covered with snow so school was closed. When I actually woke up, without any expectation of this happening, the ground was covered with snow and school was closed. My dream came to pass. The shocker for me at that time was not that the dream came to pass but that for once in recent memory at that time, it came to pass more than immediately and without any pre-notions from myself in any form.

Church: When will the corporate definition of Prophecy be recognized? How much longer will we deny God’s Order? There is whole new generation pushing forward with the propulsion of the angst of My Generation (The 90s from the 80s not the babies of the 90s) who respect those Who came B4 Us and those coming Up behind, for, AND With Us.

We can talk about those of old that were kicked out of the church. That makes no one feel worthy of themselves or of the benefits God Almighty bestows upon each of us in an individual manner. Life sucks. End of story. How each of us deal with it is our personal business.

Church: You’ve pushed and ignored FAR TOO LONG! I can’t and I won’t sugar coat this. Shit is coming down. We all know it and feel it. Telling a non-believer OR a believer to have hope is something that is not carrying ANY weight. Watch Holy Spirit work. How much are we paying for our attention and our children’s attention to continue to be manipulated by only God knows who? Not a revival; not this time . . . #FAM

BTW: Sorry – not SORRY/;

~Alicia R. Shipe~

I stumbled upon this group a few days ago and this song seems to fit my current mind set which is why ‘Music is Life’ and ‘Dance is Love’ for me. If ya don’t know me, ya don’t know me. DO NOT try to convince me that you do. Those that do know me. . . well . . . know me. If anyone has to ask then ya just can’t because I’m guarding my heart like never before.  I have to leave it at that. Life is precious but how we live it is . . . Cold hearts and heated tempers are what’s left after.

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