I Had a Dream Last Thursday Night

The God of New Beginnings - Pastor Tim Broihier

Those of you who know me know that I believe in all the things of the Spirit and the supernatural as much as anyone. But, I’m not one who is prone to believe just anything. I believe that if it’s God we will know it, undeniably. Of course, there are plenty of people out there who will deny anything that has to do with God, and I’m not one of those either. But, last Thursday night, I had a dream that I believe was from the Lord. First, I’m not aware of most of my dreams. When I am aware that I’ve had a dream, I seldom ever remember them, but I remember this one very clearly. Second, the dreams I do remember never make any sense, but this dream seemed to make perfect sense the moment I woke up.

I walked out into a field behind some houses and was standing on something like platform that was level with the ground. It was made of natural and man made materials. Part of it looked like the old red carpeting that used to be in our church sanctuary, and the rest of it was old, rotten wood and dirt, which was moldy and slimy. It seemed to be covering up some sort of partially dried up swamp or tar pit. While I was standing there it began to buckle, shake, and bubble under my feet, so I moved off of it, and as I did it began to slide down the side of a small hill and sink out of sight. Once it was gone I noticed that the fields all around me were covered with ripened, golden, wheat and the wind was blowing the wheat so that it was swaying back and forth. Suddenly, the wind and the wheat began to blow in my direction. It came up the hill where I was standing and when it passed over me I fell to the ground under the Spirit’s power. I laid there for what seemed like only a short time. When I got up I saw what looked like video screens of worshippers to my left and to my right, and there before me was an altar with fire on it, the kind of fire that covered the burning bush of Moses. Others also started gathering around in awe of what they were seeing and I said several times, “I didn’t start the fire, God did.” So we lifted our hands and voices in worship, and as I looked around I saw that we were standing in a large unfinished sanctuary (you could still see the seams and mud on the unpainted sheetrock walls) and the presence of God filled that place.

When I woke from that dream I felt like God was saying that He was breaking up the foul ground from under our feet. The things of the past that have been holding us back are soon passing away. God is renewing us and our ministry. The harvest is ripe and through the power of the Spirit God is going to bring it in, even through us. There is coming an anointing upon this church that God Himself will start and we shall see a harvest of souls for His glory. Surely, God isn’t finished with us yet. In fact, it might be said, God’s just beginning with us, AGAIN. Praise the God of New Beginnings!