Monday, November 10, 2008, 10:21 p.m. – I woke from A DREAM:
I was driving a semi-truck and a man in front of me was also driving one. He didn’t think I should be driving one, so he tried to intimidate me by driving slowly in front of me. There was a hill to descend and a couple of curves to go around and he kept trying to get me to trip up, but I kept truckin.
It was getting harder and harder. Then we came to a stop and there were 3 of us and then I said this to the person that was me driving the truck: “I can tell a real trucker, sweetie, and you ain’t one.” END And, then I woke up with this song:
Sometimes Miracles Hide / Bruce Carroll
Sometimes miracles hide, and God will wrap some blessings in disguise
and you may have to wait this lifetime
to see the reasons with your eyes, cause sometimes miracles hide
Speak, Lord, for your servant is listening. I read Joel 1:
The word of the LORD that came to Joel son of Pethuel.
An Invasion of Locusts
2 Hear this, you elders;
listen, all who live in the land.
Has anything like this ever happened in your days
or in the days of your forefathers?
3 Tell it to your children,
and let your children tell it to their children,
and their children to the next generation.
4 What the locust swarm has left
the great locusts have eaten;
what the great locusts have left
the young locusts have eaten;
what the young locusts have left
other locusts have eaten.
5 Wake up, you drunkards, and weep!
Wail, all you drinkers of wine;
wail because of the new wine,
for it has been snatched from your lips.
6 A nation has invaded my land,
powerful and without number;
it has the teeth of a lion,
the fangs of a lioness.
7 It has laid waste my vines
and ruined my fig trees.
It has stripped off their bark
and thrown it away,
leaving their branches white.
8 Mourn like a virgin in sackcloth
grieving for the husband of her youth.
9 Grain offerings and drink offerings
are cut off from the house of the LORD.
The priests are in mourning,
those who minister before the LORD.
10 The fields are ruined,
the ground is dried up ;
the grain is destroyed,
the new wine is dried up,
the oil fails.
11 Despair, you farmers,
wail, you vine growers;
grieve for the wheat and the barley,
because the harvest of the field is destroyed.
12 The vine is dried up
and the fig tree is withered;
the pomegranate, the palm and the apple tree—
all the trees of the field—are dried up.
Surely the joy of mankind
is withered away.
A Call to Repentance
13 Put on sackcloth, O priests, and mourn;
wail, you who minister before the altar.
Come, spend the night in sackcloth,
you who minister before my God;
for the grain offerings and drink offerings
are withheld from the house of your God.
14 Declare a holy fast;
call a sacred assembly.
Summon the elders
and all who live in the land
to the house of the LORD your God,
and cry out to the LORD.
15 Alas for that day!
For the day of the LORD is near;
it will come like destruction from the Almighty.
16 Has not the food been cut off
before our very eyes—
joy and gladness
from the house of our God?
17 The seeds are shriveled
beneath the clods.
The storehouses are in ruins,
the granaries have been broken down,
for the grain has dried up.
18 How the cattle moan!
The herds mill about
because they have no pasture;
even the flocks of sheep are suffering.
19 To you, O LORD, I call,
for fire has devoured the open pastures
and flames have burned up all the trees of the field.
20 Even the wild animals pant for you;
the streams of water have dried up
and fire has devoured the open pastures.
My Understanding: This one is beyond me at this moment but I did find it curious that I was me talking to me at the end, so this sounds like someone has been cloned or there is a twin (another me). I’m thinking this is about George Bush, but I am not sure yet. There was an article about Obama coming into office and going to “undo” what George Bush has initiated.
Dear Lord, I pray you will grant me understanding of this.
2:37 a.m. – I was praying about an understanding of this dream this morning when the Lord showed me George W. Bush. I have the sense that the Lord is showing me that many of our leaders are being replaced by human clones and/or humanoids, i.e. robots made to look like humans.
A semi-truck has two parts to it – the first part is the cab which contains the driver and the second part that is attached is the trailer which contains the cargo. Certainly our nation could be pictured as a semi-truck with our president as the driver and as the trailer representing the American people, or the trailer could be this army of clones and humanoids that the Lord has been showing me of late.
I believe this army of humanoids and/or clones are pictured in this passage of scripture as an army of locusts. A semi-truck is used for hauling food from one place to another, so this is a picture of these locusts eating our food. They are taking over our land. The idea in this dream of me talking to another me (a clone) and saying that I’m not a real trucker, is about this whole idea of leaders (drivers) being replaced by these clones and/or humanoids who are “not real.”
The Lord is calling us to wake up and to weep. And, he is calling us to open our eyes (wake up) and see this nation (this army) that is invading our land under our very noses. The Lord is calling us to mourn; to put on sackcloth because of the destruction that is coming on our nation.
We need to be praying for discernment and for God to open our eyes to see what Satan is doing; how he is working, and we need to be praying for our nation.
