A famine of sorts but not of bread or water. Unknown at the time, this disturbing dream in early October 2024 would soon link to the watchwords God revealed in the early hours of New Year’s 2025.
“I will take my stand at my watch post and station myself on the tower and look out to see what He will say to me.” —Habakkuk 2:1
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WATCHWORD GIVEN: A wake-up call from a God-given dream in early October 2024
Somewhat reminiscent of Amos 8:11, this watchword rises from a spiritual dream—realistic, unforgettable, unsettling. A famine of sorts but not of bread or water.
The dream carries a two-part call to every believer in our Messiah, Jesus. That call is stated in the latter part of this post.
As the dream begins, I was lying in a hospital. A row of white-linen hospital beds with patients were on either side of me. Not ill, I got up and walked over to talk with some medical staff.
A woman sitting upright on the side of her bed caught my attention. Her legs hung over the side as she just sat there. Near catatonic, it seemed. Blank. Lifeless. A shell of a person.
Somehow I was given the care of her and another woman who was in the same state. I had to get them out of there. Oddly, before we left, someone had handed me a business-like card and said that it was a buffet.
In the next scene, I exited the large building, the two women on my left, blank souls mindlessly following me. I had to get them fed, wanting to bless them because they were in such poor shape.
I remembered the card. I held it, reading it several times. The word BUFFET was strong—not seen but sensed. But I didn’t want a buffet. I felt they needed to be served a quality, plated meal.
A slew of people, a faceless, shell-like crowd, exited the building we’d been in and moved en masse like a swarm to the left down the street. I sensed they were going for food too.
Following the swarm could mean a long wait for food. The “buffet” place per the card was directly across the street—and these two women needed food fast.
So we crossed the empty city street, walked inside the buffet building, and found the hostess counter. A young women dressed in a colorful sequined gown helped us while another young woman, also gowned in sequins, was busy behind her.
Feeling underdressed but not caring, I showed the card to the first woman as I signed in.
“We were given this.”
“Oh, yes, you can go right in.”
Walking past the two women, I stopped to look back at the second woman, her gown’s shimmering blue woven among the other colorful sequins. But I recalled that a sequin/glittery gown can mean deceit in a dream—and made note of it.
A strange scene confronted us as we entered the buffet dining room. There was a long buffet counter on my left and dining tables and chairs in front of me and on my right. People were seated at many of the tables—lifeless like the women with me. They were motionless, waiting. They had silverware but no plates, no cups, and no food.
Sitting like that in quietness, obedience, staring straight ahead was something right out of The Invasion of the Body Snatchers.
I told the two women with me to be seated at a small table in front of me, near the buffet line. They obeyed and sat, still lifeless. But then I noticed that the buffet’s stainless steel chafing dishes were empty, like the people.
Exasperated, I stood behind the now-seated two women and tossed my things on a chair opposite them. I told them, “I have to find out what’s going on.” But really, I don’t know if they heard or understood me at that point.
A server—not catatonic like the others—appeared and stood facing me.
Doubtful things would go well, I tried anyway. “Where’s the food? There’s no food.”
Deceit-fueled defiance shrouded her face. “We have food.”
What cheek! A scripted lie for sure. She stood facing me, unflinchingly.
Challenging her, I looked again at the empty chafing pans and back at the server. “Where?”
She didn’t move, only looked at me, stonewalled.
That was it. Something had to be done. Talking aloud but primarily to myself: “I’ve got to find out what’s going on.”
I started to turn to do just that . . . then woke up.
Mindless Sheep: Spiritual Buffet of Nothingness
A Call to Pray & Lead the Lifeless to God’s WORD
The dream highlighted twos. Two women with me. Two buildings. Two groups of people (the swarm and the women/me). Two women at the hostess counter. Two views (no food and there is food). In Judaic Gematria, two suggests duality, contrasts, good and evil, pure and impure.
Here’s the point. People are attending places where they think they’re being fed the things of God but aren’t. It’s stripped down. Negating biblical authority. Negating and altering God’s Word. Instead, they relish their own voices, their own words, pontificating their own views rather than honoring and being fed and humbled by God’s.
As a result, they’re walking among us empty, without the truth and life of God. Spiritually, severely malnourished . . . oblivious to their real spiritual condition.
Isaiah 66:2b. Adonai says, “The kind of person on whom I look with favor is one with a poor and humble spirit, who trembles at my word.” (CJB)
ONE CALL, TWO ACTIONS
1. Pray! Seek God’s face and battle in prayer for strongholds to be broken, asking our King to run after these famine-struck people and carry them to the truth of His Word and ways.
2. Lead! Heed Jude 20-23. As the Holy Spirit brings forth divine appointments, have mercy on them, doing your part in God’s rescue operation. Share the milk and meat of the Word and give them strong, biblically accurate resources for them to read, watch, learn, and grow in the Word.
Jude 20-23
But you, beloved, building yourselves up on your most holy faith, praying in the Holy Spirit, keep yourselves in the love of God, looking forward to the mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ to eternal life.
And have mercy on some, who are doubting; save others, snatching them out of the fire; and on some have mercy with fear, hating even the garment polluted by the flesh.
SCRIPTURES FOR REFLECTION
Amos 8:11b
Not a famine of bread or a thirst for water but rather for hearing the words of the Lord.
Deuteronomy 8:3b
In order to make you understand that man shall not live on bread alone, but man shall live on everything that comes out of the mouth of the Lord.
Psalm 119:103-105
How sweet are your words to my taste, sweeter than honey to my mouth! I gain understanding from your precepts; therefore I hate every wrong path. Your word is a lamp for my feet, a light on my path.
John 1:1-2, 14
In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was in the beginning with God.
And the Word became flesh, and dwelt among us; and we saw His glory, glory as of the only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth.
John 6:32-35
Jesus then said to them, “Truly, truly, I say to you, it is not Moses who has given you the bread out of heaven, but it is My Father who gives you the true bread out of heaven. For the bread of God is that which comes down out of heaven and gives life to the world.”
And Jesus said to them, “I am the bread of life. He who comes to Me shall never hunger, and he who believes in Me shall never thirst.“
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Sheep fold by Christopher Burns on Unsplash.com