Note: The following dream was given to Sharon Killion (my mother) on Tuesday, November 10, 2015. This dream provides not only a prophetic insight into the present condition of the Western Church but also provides the solution/answer. Prayerfully read this blog entry and feel free to comment below. The interpretation to this dream can be found in the parentheses you will find throughout this blog entry. Also, this dream is written in first person because it was copied from her journal.
I was in my father’s house where I grew up (This speaks of my Father’s house, the Church, the Body of Christ. This dream shows what’s now going on in our Father’s house.). I had gotten Wade Taylor (a man of God and personal friend who passed away a few years ago) on the phone. The phone was a plastic beverage pitcher, used to make and serve sweet tea or lemonade, that I held to my ear. I called Wade for counsel because I was concerned about my walk with God and my hunger for Him. But Wade did not respond much — he had nothing of substance to share — and mostly silent. [Note from Joel: Wade didn’t have much to say because there was/is nothing to address in Sharon’s walk with or hunger for God.]
I think my ex-husband (the “old man” (the flesh, the self-life) the Bride was “married” to before she married Christ through the “new birth”) was nearby; he spoke to me, but I put the pitcher up to my ear and called out to Wade, but there was no answer. Then another voice came on the line and told me Wade was not on the line. He told me he couldn’t help me. (I wasn’t looking for earthly help from my “old man” but for wise counsel.)
I went down to the basement of my father’s house (the foundation of our Father’s House). There were squatters (unlawful occupant) living there. There were lots of children (speaks of those who hadn’t grown up) and women (speaks of the unregenerated soul (mind, emotions and will)) down there. They were all Hispanic and were there illegally (unlawfully). Plus, there were no fathers/husbands (speaks of the mature spirit-man) there with these children/women (no fathers in the faith).
There were lots of kittens running around and I could smell the urine. I asked them if the kittens were soiling the carpet. One woman said that there was a sofa cushion that was soiled. (Kittens are undisciplined, self-absorbed, independent, incontinent, and hard to herd.)
It was very warm down there. I asked them how long they had been there. They said two days (Since a day with the Lord is as a 1000 years, these two days speak of the past 2000 years since the Cross.).
One woman had a bottle of clear liquid (looked like it had a label on it that was either juice or alcohol – beverage for children or for the irresponsible). She asked me if there were more of these. I told her these didn’t belong to me but to my ex-husband. I told them they would have to go (since they were there unlawfully) but I sensed they would not.
My immediate feeling upon awakening was one of great sadness.
Friday morning (11/13/15), when I woke up, I was reminded of this dream. The scripture that speaks of Jesus in the temple driving out the money changers came to me. Jesus saying, “My Father’s house is to be a house of prayer (a place of intimacy with Christ), but you have made it a den of thieves.”
I received the word “interloper”. I had to look it up. It means “someone who intrudes on the privacy or property of another without permission or an unwanted house guest who invites himself in to stay in your house”. God’s house is full of the enemy’s influence. It has been invaded by foreigners, usurpers, thieves and carnal beings.