Field Agents

As a background to this dream...last year I had a dream that Christians were running around as real estate agents...the agents were running around purposed but..chaotic for they were all doing things for their false broker; meaning their affiliation, their church (little "c"), their pastor, or a particular movement. Their Broker should be the Lord.

I was a real estate agent at the time and as an agent I couldn’t perform my job without a broker...in whose name I conduct my business AND if I do a bad job ...it is also a reflection of the Broker I work for...I am a representative of him/her.

Now if I were to work for an agent other than the principal broker I am operating in "sub agency"...the commission gets all screwed up loyalty wise and accountability wise and financially(my commission). We don't work with sub agency in the area where I live...too much liability and not enough accountability...too many hands in the pot.

So in this dream if Christians had their "agency" screwed up and their commission is lessened and compromised.

The scene suddenly changed and we were in a studio, like a talk show setting and there was this fella being interviewed, The talk show host was soft spoken as to draw out the inner pain of this person as the crowd of this mostly Christian audience hung onto every word. The man went onto say how he had been a victim of the churches harsh judgement, even though, even as we were speaking I know this man had committed adultery & lied about it while he was in public preaching holiness & now he’s acting like a victim. Then he said he felt beat up by the church and suddenly there were bruises on his face and the crowd gasped and started petting him reassuring him that they would never do such a thing. I was a little grossed out by all this stroking and lying then the Lord was sitting next to me, behind my right shoulder

I watch the man who has black lips only they look like parchment paper that has been ripped, I am puzzled by this, but my eyes are drawn inside his mouth, therein I see a lying demon controlling his tongue…I want everyone to see, or hear or KNOW! The Lord stills me. Everyone there had their own parchment they could read for themselves, they would know the difference and not be caught up with the lies of men & demons if their eyes and ears were fixed on the Lord.

For both dreams I felt the emphasis was on the Lord as our source, our Leader, our Truth. But we have fallen to rely on men, ministries and our emotions instead of The Mighty unwavering fortress of Truth that He is… and He is SO available to us.YET! We run to men in His name.

(saying that as a background piece). 

Dream~ 02.05.10

I was with a bunch of real estate agents were in a large field....a little slopey with uneven ground and overgrown with tall grass...an unattended field.

We were sitting at conference tables(the fold-up kind, you find in many fellowship halls and schools) or trying too but the ground was so uneven and the chair and table were on unstable ground, kept trying to adjust my seat and when I find a spot somewhat even then it is not even with the table. Somewhere in this frustrating distraction I drop my cell phone, someone is talking up front..I am looking around my chair.

We were in a seminar type setting...instructors telling us how to promote ourselves

increase our business, draw people to ourselves. I remember getting a bunch of bulletins and flyers, "how to promote you" pages. I didn't pick them up because I wasn't interested.

Some agents took them and some agents left the papers there as well.. There was a break in the meeting we all got up and milled around...I specifically was looking for my cell phone...as an agent I have a LOT of info and numbers in there...was REALLY looking trying to find it...I wasn't frantic but intent on finding it...I found two others...worthless to me.

My back was to the field and I was across a small divide...dirt path really where there were more tables still standing and additional seating.

looking for my phone and when I turned around there was a fella on a HUGE Rota- tiller...It was built and shaped like a combine but it was doing the job of a massive rota-tiller with blazing lights on it.

His name is Cesar...He is Joyfully turning this whole field over and leveling the field

as well...many other college students and youth were with him...laboring not only to turn this field over but make it productive...I went back to where my table was and it was all gone..a few pieces of paper mingled in with the freshly exposed earth...all of the papers and conference tables and chairs and all became manure to simply cause things to grow..God will use it all, but not the way we think.

It happened quickly.

-end of dream

thoughts:

I felt that the field agents...represented my generation ... we've learned a lot about

promotion and franchising..."how to" just about everything about Christianity and "how to" get God to work for you...all but How to die...so Christ can truly live...

We have by and large and not everyone...but as a generation...franchised the gospel &

ourselves...creating followers of men, titles, movements, denominations...ourselves.

The agents also have a choice...who do we work for and what do we REALLY promote.

Losing "sell" phones was a good thing...many agents lost them.

We are not to sell the gospel...but rather live it...our communication must be different...new...every conversation fresh and new & alive.

I felt too the generation coming up "behind" doesn't want anything of what we have promoted....It ALL gets tilled under, the field is leveled...no upper and lower Christians…still field agents though, hard laborers, not prideful or self seeking

Our conferences and self-promotional papers are compost; manure to a fresh field...this field of the gospel, the field of harvest, this field of the Bride. The fella's name on the Rota-tiller was a play on words...I feel like this generation will "Seize Her" and capture back that which has grown wild and bring back a passionate people whose sole (soul) intent is to promote the Gospel of Jesus Christ...Lift Him up and no other.

We have a choice we can go to the part of the old field and keep doing what we're doing or we can co-labor with our Brothers and Sisters in Christ, spanning generational differences. But, not preferring one over the other.....for a harvest