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Three Strange Dreams
Mar/31/10 12:04 PM
(From Winkie Pratney)
What a great blessing you have been to me and my family over the past few months!
Some of you have sent very lovely notes or e-mails to encourage me or help provide for us in practical and gracious ways during this second strange bout with life-threatening illness. It is amazing to me to see that such an unexpected attack could come right after a simple time with loved relatives in the heart of Christmas.
Three years ago I came out of hovering death right after Easter and now right in the middle of a time we most think about Jesus not dying for the sin of the world but entering it to save it strikes again.
The haemorrhagic stroke that blew open an access point deep in my brain could have killed me in days; the hope for repair will be supposedly more than the two whole months endured in Korea, and the year that followed at home in New Zealand to patch up my body. Yet in both of these, God’s grace has been strong and wonderful. As one of the doctors said after seeing the walnut-size of the torn connection that bled into my brain yet my rapid path to recovery even in hospital in so many areas: “It’s a miracle.”
Special thanks also to both my dear beloved Fae who has again endured the day after day broken attempts to restore my lost perceptions and my special son William who has done all he could to both help me put right what can be repaired and to let others know as he did in Korea what is going on in our situation. ...
All in a couple of weeks, though not every night, I have had three strange dreams.
Though I do not know what they all mean and perhaps some of you may have a better clue than I do, I think they all were of the Lord, and share them with you.
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In the first I was in a very large camp. It was as loaded as a major Festival with hundreds and hundreds of small groups of young people everywhere, perhaps thousands. Most of them seemed utterly uninvolved with anything Christian and though there was no obvious evidence of them doing wrong, most of them were just having fun in different activities unconnected with anyone else there and none showed any sign of spiritual purpose.
The place I had been put was right in the center of the camp.
Three things became obvious to me; first, although it was sponsored by a well-known major denomination and put on for the aim of facing the young crowd with the claims of Christ, there was no sign of spiritual activities I could see there anywhere.
Second, (it was clear that) though I had been invited specifically to share Jesus to them and was left by the leaders in some place of preparation, there was no known face or person near me or with me in the camp or in that place at all. No-one was there somehow to give me any sort of direction.
Third, (it was clear that) although I was also to speak very soon, it became increasingly difficult for me to properly prepare for that time, know where my participation was supposed to be held and even what it was they wanted.
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The second was somewhat similar, but with a different group and different base. Here I was in a large, windowed building something like a holiday motel somewhere in the middle of the convention site. It was unusual in that it had two lots of open doors on each end with free and easy access by anyone to the place I was staying. The wide glass window looking out onto the area also had no blinds or curtains and it was almost impossible to have any privacy.
I was also about to speak soon and wanting to take a shower and change for the meeting. Yet from each door repeatedly came in one or two of a large number of both friends and casual visitors specifically to greet me and say hello. I knew some of them as long-term acquaintances perhaps from many years ago those and recognized them as people who had been part of my life and ministry in the past.
There were also those who knew of me; some individuals who just wanted to talk a bit and meet to say hello. Though all of them wanted to spend a short while there together and were looking forwards to some acquaintance, none seemed to have any sense of the time or how much I still had to do to carry out what I was invited there in that camp for.
Although I finally tried to explain the situation to some friends and even asked one to shepherd some kind of halt at the doors, others continued to come in from both sides making it almost impossible to get ready or spend time alone for what was needed.
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The third dream was not at either a camp or convention, but an invitation to eat out at a nice restaurant from an older well-dressed church group of people who wanted to bless and join with me for a couple of hours. It seemed from the first decision to do this that more and more began to cram into the car headed there, though we all finally fitted in. Then just before we left, another pastor friend arrived with his family and so I asked if it was alright for them to join with us.
The place decided on was a newer restaurant that had just been opened and seemed large enough to set up a table for all of us. Yet as we went inside, there were two other families or groups of friends that had also arrived! Now we had four large parties all looking forwards to spending time together and made a single table situation impossible.
While the waiters and managers were delighted to have such a huge group there all at once, all the groups had to divide into separate tables to fit, so I had to say to each group that were somewhat sad we could not all mix, that the restaurant were experiencing their own version of revival with so many guests all at once.
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I am deeply grateful to both the Lord and to those of you who have stood with us in so many ways for what you have done for us all. ...
Your brother in Jesus love -
Winkie
Thanks for the ping!
THANKS MUCH.
PRAISE GOD.
Thanks. Has anyone interpereted?