Dream received May 11, 2015
From Rooftop to Village
I was enjoying a warm, sunny afternoon on the flat rooftop of a house on the outskirts of a Mediterranean village. The canopy of blue sky refreshed my soul. A gentle breeze stirred the lush potted plants around me.
I heard a sweet, melodious sound which I recognized as the voice of my Master, Jesus. He said, “Get down off the roof. Go into the village below and tell the people I am coming soon.”
I hurried down the winding stone stairway toward the quiet street below. A pretty pink bicycle was resting against the inner wall of the compound.
“Should I use the bike?” I asked the Master.
“No, you won’t need the bicycle,” Jesus said. “Hurry through the streets. The ones who know My voice will listen. My sheep know My voice.”
I passed through the narrow gate to the quiet street below.
A dark-haired little girl 4 or 5 years old playing in the street saw me leaving the house. She looked at me and smiled.
Taking my hand, she said confidently, “I’m ready. Let me come with you to share the message.”
We departed together with the blessing of our Savior.
Then I woke up.
But know this, that if the master of the house had known in what part of the night the thief was coming, he would have stayed awake and would not have let his house be broken into. Therefore you also must be ready, for the Son of Man is coming at an hour you do not expect. Matthew 24:43, 44 ESV