I typed the details of this dream at around 3am, as soon as I awoke from it. The grammar, etc. is fairly rough, as I tried to type what I could recall. Also, as is the nature of dreams, being abstract as they are, I did my best, in those early hours, to type what I remembered and what I believed were the most important details
I posted it this way because I believe it's more important to get this message delivered to your spiritual ears, than to have it make total logical sense, or be typed in complete perfection.
I hope this speaks something to you that brings God's truth and life-giving revelation.
I awoke repeating the words, "Mercy". "Pardon".
I had been waiting at a home where I had been instructed to buy a vial of drugs from someone. Multiple people waited for me outside of this home. Waiting in separate locations.
Some were acquaintances from the underworld. Some were frauds, criminals, some were cops. Some of them were undercover. Some were betrayers who were supposively working for the cops, but were playing both the good and bad side.
I was told that the female, the supplier for the drugs, was not home. I was the only one allowed in her home. When I entered I did not see or find her.
I relayed to everyone waiting that I did not see her or know where she was. Suddenly she showed up to me outside. She slyly handed me the vial, then left.
I had also been handed 10 dollars. The vial was placed in my pocket. Many of the people wanted to find and catch her, but couldn't. So they came after me. I was now in possession of the vial and money.
I tried to escape. My friend, (a black man, who also seemed to be a guardian angel), and I went up a hill and climbed through darkness. We broke into, and began making our way through, a forbidden house. There were many unspoken, unforseen, and unimaginable, dark, evil, acts and detestable things being done in these places.
Forces inside tried to keep us out. But then also tried to lock us in once we had gotten inside. We were just traveling through the house to get to the other side. Trying to avoid an unnecessary capture as well as to find the female who had provided the vial, and then vanished.
On our way through the home many bodies, even naked bodies, were lying helplessly on the floors. Many were incoherent from drugs. Some had fallen asleep in the middle of using drugs or while performing various, ungodly, sexual acts.
On our last phase of escaping from this home, we were trying to swim past, and out of, an icy pool. It felt like the water and gravity forces were pulling us back, making it difficult to swim through to the other side.
My friend and I kept praying and lifting our eyes and heads toward heaven, upward, so we could swim against the forces that were attempting to pull us back.
We reached the end and were perched up in a tree. We recognized the meaningless and futile things we were involved in. I realized that I hated this course, this path of life. We no longer wanted to run, or chase, to fight, or to live in fear.
We returned back to the police, near the first home. We handed over the vial and spoke to the people from the beginning of the dream, (the cops, criminals, and those working for both sides).
There were many bad, or wrong, things they each had done. Even the police. They had done wrong and deceitful things as they had been lying in wait for me.
I spoke to them confidently. Telling them they would never find, nor capture my female friend, "Erica", whom they had been after before they were after me.
As I found different men, cops, undercover, confidential informants, etc, I declared that it was all over. The chasing, the hiding, planning, spying, lying, deception, accusations, etc. As I spoke these things they had to come out of their hiding places.
In one location as a few darkly dressed, covert, men came out from under a dark, muddy, hidden spot, (like a small soppy cave), I noticed that behind and under them there were dead bodies. They had tried to hide and cover up these dead bodies.
One of the bodies had the appearance of the woman, Erica, whom they had originally wanted to find. She was an innocent woman. She was a woman who had experienced much hurt and pain in her life. She had been trying to find her way through her pain filled, dark life. Then there were 3-4 more bodies.
I was appalled, saddened, grieved and alerted by what I had found. I declared loudly what I had found. I pulled the bodies out to expose what had been done, and what had been hidden.
I then began to declare and pronounce, that no more, and never again, would this take place, or be allowed to take place. Those who were supposed to be fighting for, causing, and bringing justice, were the same ones who had done these horrible things. These ones who had been assigned to keep peace and justice had been involved in even more detestable and hidden things than the ones whom they had searched, planned and worked hard for, to catch and arrest.
These "workers of justice" had done and acted in more evil than the ones they pursued. Even going to the extent of hiding these things, and covering them up. This was much more evil than what they had even sought out others for.
I began to lift my hands in the air. My hands pointed first, to the law enforcement at the top of the hill. Many of them were shocked at what had been exposed.
Everyone stood by, in silence and fear. Wondering what was going to happen. Knowing there was so much darkness, even in the line of those who were called to bring justice. Both sides had darkness, evil, and wrongdoings.
As my hands pointed toward one group of cops, who had some level of bad intentions and motives I declared two words. I spoke them slowly, but directly, and with a force that came from deep within my belly. As I spoke the words air blew out powerfully from my mouth.
I spoke the same two words toward four different groups of people. Groups from both the "justice side" and on the "lawless side". Each time I would face Each group specifically, with my hands directed towards them individually, and each time declare the same two words.
Each group, each individual side of people, had a "low level" group, that had some guilt and cause in wrong doings. And each side also had a "deeper involved" group. A group that was more involved and in-depth with their wrongdoings and guilt.
My hands, words, the air, the intentions of my heart, the passion, the grief, the deeply sensed need for cleansing and healing, all of this was directed, individually toward each group. Four separate times.
The two words I spoke, as I said them, I did not say them as I commonly would say or read them today in the american/english, plain reading, and current dialect, of this day. As I spoke these words they came out almost as a chant, or a deep prayer. But slowly, like groanings.
It was as if the power of the force inside of me was meeting the power of the force that was in the air and the environment. The air and power from the groanings inside of me had such an intensity, such a hatred, toward all the wrong and evil. Such a passionate desire for all this wickedness, hatred, judgement, fault finding, backstabbing, accusations, and deception to end.
The passions, motives, desires and intention were from the source of what was coming from deep within me. As these inner desires, needs and solutions stirred from deep within me, like winds shaping and forming into a tornado, they began to rise up inside of me.
The desires, the realization for the deep, desperate, need for change, and an end to so much evil, swirled, and rose up inside of me. It began to swirl, and compound, into sounds of a low growl, or groan.
As the spirit behind all of these things continued rising higher inside of me it shifted. Starting as a deep spiritual sense and knowing, it shifted into a drawn out groan, then slowly formed into the two words. "MERCY". "PARDON".
The words did not come out quickly, or lighty. They were said with such force and carried a weight that was very heavy. There was no light-heartedness about this. In these words there was a deep sense of judgement, grief, and hatred for all of the many hidden and grievous sins committed by all. Yet, no one was "not guilty".
All had taken part, and played their part. But the spirit inside, from which this all was coming from, loved them all too much to destroy them.
As these words of judgement formed, everyone had stopped, stared, and waited in a reverent fear. In a shaking and fearful expectation. All had been exposed, and not one single group of people, on either side, could claim, or were trying to claim any innocence.
When the words of judgement began to come out, everyone knew what they deserved and waited to see what they would hear. Standing, waiting, helplessly, for the words of judgement to be proclaimed. Knowing they had no argument or defense.
Mercy. And, Pardon. These were spoken in this same way, four times. Once toward each group, and specifically in their direction. The words were not spoken with carelessness, or even a sense of carefree forgiveness. It was with a deep sense of force, and power. Yet with a heavy weighted sense of, "I (God), (not me) cannot, & will not, let all this evil and death continue in, among, or by humanity, any more."
The words were not just a declaration of judgement that allowed people to go on their way, free of any punishment. The words created change. The same change as when God said, "Let there be light. And there was light.". When God ushered these words out of my mouth, "MERCY. PARDON." They were spoken also, in the creative sense.
All people, no matter what side, what depth, or what level they had been involved, ALL of us needed to, must have, and (because it was God's spoken, creative, powerful word), it would create, it would make us all have, mercy & pardon for each other.
No matter what misdeeds, wrongs, even some of the darkest and most harmful offenses, even death, gruesome deaths, when these words were spoken, it created the life of, the creation of, and the power of, mercy and pardon in all of us.
It would change the interior of our beings so that we would not continue on the cycle of pursuing, hiding, accusing, or doing things against each other. These words, when spoken, caused the meanings of the words to become alive, and to begin living inside of us all.
Like an instant awakening on a battlefield. If all the warriors in a world war, all at once, had a realization and the perspective of the harm, and evil they were doing. If they all, every warrior, from every side, dropped their weapons. And all chose to stop fighting, hiding, running, chasing, lying, etc. This is what it was like when these words were spoken. And when they were heard.
Not only mercy and pardon for us, toward us. But also from within us, toward all other people around us. No matter what level of evil or wrong, none were without guilt or blame. We all had to have mercy and pardon declared over us, from The Creator. And we all needed mercy and pardon from other people. Because we had all wronged, and done evil against, someone, to some degree.
There are many levels of depth that this may speak to you at. But, on a personal level, we must seek Him, and ask Him to show us where we need to accept, and give, this level of mercy and pardon. Who are we not giving mercy and pardon to?
I believe we need to seek, see, and hear, in our spirits, the great depth of mercy and pardon God is trying to show, and is speaking. Ask Him to reveal the depth and reality of our need for His Mercy & Pardon. Both toward us, for us, and inside of us. To give it, freely, to everyone else in this world.
I heard this scripture while listening to a Sid Roth video that my brother shared with me. I think it's context fits very similarly with much of what I saw in the dream.
["Come, my people, enter your chambers And shut your doors behind you; Hide for a little while Until the [Lord's ] wrath is past. Listen carefully, the Lord is about to come out of His [heavenly] place To punish the inhabitants of the earth for their wickedness [their sin, their injustice, their wrongdoing]; The earth will reveal the [innocent] blood shed upon her And will no longer cover her slain."]
Isaiah 26:20-21 AMP
Some thoughts I had from this scripture were that, this verse "encourages" us to willingly, acceptingly, allow ourselves to experience, and be in, a time of separation. Being alone, being still, being quiet. ("Enter your chamber and shut the doors.")
I also thought of how with a firearm a bullet, or ammunition, is chambered into the barrel of a gun when it is being made ready to use. A bullet is extracted from the magazine, and "chambered" into position. It is, "Made ready", for the time and moment when it will be aimed and fired, or sent.
We need to allow this, welcome this, "count it as joy" and a blessing, in this quiet, this hidden time of life. Allow ourselves to be prepared, and readied for where, how, and when He will send us, fire us, use us, release us, as ammunition of His Love, His power and as His vessels.
("Hide yourself as if it were for a little moment, a little while, until the indignation, wrath, judgement, is past.")
Don't be overwhelmed, or believe the lies or fears, or loneliness, hopelessness, or despair. This is only for a little while. A short time. Much like Noah having to stay in the Ark, until the time of God's needed cleansing work was complete.
Noah was blessed. He was not alone, not abandoned, but blessed. He was provided for and favored. He was in the Ark and safe from the judgement that had to be done to set things right in the world.
Likewise, we are not alone or abandoned. We can accept this moment, these moments, for this short time, of being "hidden", and also being "readied", prepared, for the great and amazing things that will come after all of this. We are blessed, protected and favored. Even during dark and fearful times. Because, for us, it is not, and should not be seen, or perceived, as a fearful time.
Those who belong to God, have not been given a Spirit of fear. We have been given a Spirit of Power, and of Love, of His Joy and peace. We have been given His peace, and promises, which give us a sound mind.
Consider the times of what we are experiencing in the world, our nation, and communities. Consider these times of being "hidden" indoors as a blessing, and accept it as the blessing it is. Accept it and allow God, ask God, to make your heart and mind ready for the great things He is preparing you for.
The hard times, the darkness, will pass. It may affect thousands around you, even tens of thousands. But, for His children, for God's children, the darkness, the harshness of what occurs, will not come near you.
Hear what God is telling you about this. What do you sense His instruction and plan is for you? Hear His words of encouragement, of Love, of peace, of promises and hope. And allow yourself to go through this time full of His Spirit and truth. Being filled with the confidence that He is good. And He is for you, not against you.
If you are His child, then don't ask God to be with you. Know that He is with you. But ask God to help you see, hear, and know that He is near. That He will never leave, abandon, or forsake you. Ask Him to help you see how you can allow Him to build you up, to encourage you, and make you ready for what amazing things He is preparing for you, and for the people around you.
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