07/12/2024
God gave me a dream about a pink and white Victorian-style house, mini-church, a larger church and an outdoor biscuit/ scone & coffe/tea built on sand in a seaside community… and the house and maybe the entire block was for sale. The contractor was outside talking to someone about a problem and seemed to be near the limit of his financial ability to complete the reconstruction. I considered that it appeared to be a thriving location and potentially profitable financially and spiritually.
Then I noticed the sandy ground and considered that anything along this area would have the same sandy foundation. It was an inherent risk for all the coastal communities.
The mini church was closed. The larger church’s doors were open. A woman invited us in saying, “There’s room for just a few more…As I walked along the side of the church a side door was open that gave a view of the pulpit area.
There was a theatrical performance happening in which, two actors were on a banistered platform that was being lifted off the top of the main as one was speaking. Then a second platform was lifted off the smaller pulpit on the other side with a third actor. Two actors were walking and talking with each other as they came up from the basement side stairs that were separated from the congregation by a wall. They walked out through the side door. They had finished their part in the play and were leaving. As I watched this and could see part of the congregation, I guessed I wouldn’t fit in because they seemed more traditional than me. Then I saw the open air eatery with a small side building for the kitchen. I saw that there were lots of dirty tables. They were under-staffed for the busy day. A black woman, the owner, smiled at me as I walked toward the eatery. She asked, “Lindy, would you like a job?” I smiled and shook my head no. But then thought, I could help clear some tables. I picked up an armload of plates. One had a the crumbly remains of a biscuit. Just as I reached the threshold of the doorway to the dishwashing area, the plate slipped and the biscuit remains landed on the threshold. The black woman smiled and said, I knew that was going to happen.”
I asked the Lord to tell me what the dream meant. The dream came to mind when I heard this prophetic word from Amanda Grace.
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