One day I stopped to have coffee with a close friend of mine. We played catch up on everything in our lives that had happened since the last time we gathered together under one roof. Have you ever experienced a time when you say something maybe a word and that word sparks a forgotten subject in the back of the hearer’s minds? Right in the middle of a sentence, my friend stopped and said, “Oh, I forgot to tell you about the dream I had last night.”
With a lot of excitement and enthusiasm she tells about the dream that I accompanied her in, her eyes widen as she tells me that I knocked on her door in the dream demanding her to drop everything she was doing to come with me. After questioning, I told her that we were going to a place I found to store our stuff. “Our stuff, what stuff are you talking about?”, she replied. My final answer for the grand prize was, “Our stuff!”
Since I cleared that up for her, she did what every close friend would do, she came along just to see what in the world I was talking about. Set on a mission, I drove up out of her driveway and down the road near our houses. Then I turned right towards town as usual but we enter the zone of all dreams, when you are transported from one place to another in an second. This instant relocation placed a road in front of us with storage garages lined up on both sides of the road for a long distance. My friend had never been here before so her eyes examined the buildings for all details. The long rows of white metal connecting storage units stretched for a mile ahead of us. The height of the each unit was standing as tall as the tallest sky scrapers.
I chauffeured my friend on to a driveway of one unit. After parking the car, I jumped out and walked up to the unit in front of us indicating that this unit was our new storage location. The very large door had a wide and long handle across the front of it. I reached my hand behind it and I walked my fingers across the back of it as if I was entering a combination into a coded lock. Upon completion of the entry of information on the hidden keys, I grabbed the big broad metal handle and pulled it into a upright position. My friend was amazed at the already filled sections of the large container with cardboard boxes stacked neatly in the most of the direct visible space. A clear path was open that lead around the stack of boxes on the left side.
I took that path as my friends watch me from behind. She looked ahead of where I was going and there she saw a restaurant off even more to the left and in the back corner. There were people running around back there that she did not know. By now she had noticed that the cement in there was cold on her feet. She walked over to the restaurant and backed herself into a corner so she could watch and see everyone that comes and goes into the building. In the corner, she observed two very tall (like giants), heavy, overweight women come out of a metal side door. They were talking as they slipped off their black untied army boots by the door before they walked out of the main door.
I entered the restaurant areas only long enough to announce that I will be right back leaving her frustrated with my no attentive tour of the building. Then I was gone from her sight. An urge to put on the army boots left by two women near the side door came over her. With army boots tied on, she opened the side metal door. Beyond this door was a long empty hall leading to a much needed restroom. So she did what any biblical female would do, follow the urge. The door of the restroom swings open as she steps inside this place of cleansing. In the corner of the room near the wall of mirrors, a political figure was standing there in tight knitted, nylon suit with red and white strips. His black military boots tucked over the red and white stripped legs of this unusual uniform. Feeling threatened by him, she dashed into the stall right in front of her. Once inside she sat on the throne, pondering if the evil threats were real or not and creating a plan of escape. It was her boots against his boots.
Once the plan came to her, she timed it just right to blast out of the stall plowing over her adversary in the process escaping out of the room into the long hall. Running as fast as she could she reach the other end where she found me walking toward her saying, “There you are? I have been looking everywhere for you?” Her feelings of abandonment and the fear of her narrow escape aimed right at me. She would not have been there if it weren’t for me in the first place and I claimed to be looking for her? Dream ended.
This dream is a special dream to me. The tall storage unit symbolizes heavens storage near our mansions awaiting our homecoming in heaven. Our stuff is as follows:
Matt. 6: 19 – “Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. 20“But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys, and where thieves do not break in or steal; 21for where your treasure is, there your heart will be also. 22″The eye is the lamp of the body; so then if your eye is clear, your whole body will be full of light. 23″But if your eye is bad, your whole body will be full of darkness. If then the light that is in you is darkness, how great is the darkness!
Our storage unit housed a restaurant for feeding people. Ministry went on in this storage unit. Read 1 Peter 1: 4,5:
To an inheritance incorruptible, and undefiled, and the fades not away, these will be reserved in heaven for you. And you are kept by the power of the God through “faith unto salvation” ready to be revealed in the last days.
That keeping power of God spoken about in 1 Peter, will take all of us through a place of cleansing to win our battles over our adversary in the last days. This cleansing will clear up our eye so it can be full of light and incorruptible that is undefiled inheritance for us in heaven.
When someone meets you in the hall, can they blame you for taking them through a place of cleansing and warfare? Would there be enough evidence to convict you? Have you disciple them in some kind of ministry? Do you feed others to prepare them with the combination to unlock their stored up stuff in heaven’s storage units? If you answered no, don’t look now, but you maybe lukewarm like it say in Revelation three. Make your works either Hot or Cold, because if they stay lukewarm, God will spew you out of his mouth.
Search for your refining fire and cleanse yourself of the stumbling blocks of the heart. Love with the Love God shows you reflecting the new condition of your heart by your works; therefore, storing in heaven yours stuff and unlocking someone else’s stuff reserved for them in heaven. Be blessed and go forth.