The White Room

It was some time in the summer of 2000 when I joined a church with the title Yasha Gates OF Praise. During that time, I met a wonderful woman who took me under her wing and started teaching me things that I never knew. Surprising considering that I was raised in my great grandfathers' church from birth until my mother took me out when I was about six or seven years old and my siblings and I never went back. (that's another story) I was amazed at her knowledge of the Bible, truly there was (and still is) a powerful anointing on her life, and she taught me things that opened up a whole new comprehension of the Word of God.

During that year, I started having these very interesting dreams. As I grew in my newfound understanding of the Word and growing in my relationship with Ye'shua (Jesus), these dreams became more vivid and clear. In this blog I did write about one of my dreams; the dream about the devils threat and God's love and I will be adding other dreams that I had, but there is one in particular that really stands out from the rest. 

On this night after prayer, I fell asleep and soon faded into dream land. I was in a white room dressed entirely in white teaching a class of children that were also dressed in white, when I looked out the window and saw this dark cloud moving towards us. As it got closer and closer, the children started to become scared so I told them that everything was ok and to stay where they were, and after leaving the class and shutting the door behind me, I went into another room outside of the classroom. There, in that room was a very large window, and I watched as that cloud came closer and closer. And what I saw should of scared me to pieces, but I remained calm as that cloud, that dark cloud drew closer and closer and I saw, that it was locusts. 

As they got closer to the window I could hear the noise of the wings. I figured that they would stop once they got  to the window but they did not stop moving, they actually morphed into the window and as they all came in, they suddenly dropped and landed at my feet in a circle with wings flapping weaker and weaker. And then, they were dead.

I did not understand what was happening but at the same time I was not scared. I removed myself from that circle of death and started to walk back to the class room when I felt a sting in my foot. I was barefoot in that room, no shoes and none on my students. I looked down and saw that now, there were scorpions coming through the floor itself, and one of them had stung me. I looked down at them as they came through the floor, and looked down at the bottom of my foot. No harm was done to me from that sting, it did not hurt and there were no side effects from it. Reaching down, I pulled the stinger out and tossed it aside. As I did that, the scorpions all started to die, one at a time. As I looked down at them, I felt nothing but peace. I turned to go back into the classroom and as I did, the dream faded into reality as I woke from it.

I lay there for a long time trying to understand what it meant. I know that at that time I was rediscovering my faith and with a determined and yielding heart for the Most High I was seeing things in a whole new light. I realized that in my renewed faith one thing was taking hold of me that I did not want to experience: fear. One of my prayers then was 'create in me a clean heart and renew I steadfast spirit within me' (Psalm 51:10) and I was striving to walk in His holiness as His Word says 'be ye holy for I Am holy' (Leviticus 19:20). I wanted to walk in His will whatever it was that He was calling me to do, but I did not want to live in fear at the same time. So maybe this was His way of showing me that as I continued to walk with a clean heart and in His will for me, that even the worst of things that could happen in my life would bring no harm to me. I felt and still feel that the white room was symbolic of His Divine Holiness, and in His presence no matter what came at me, no harm would come.

I hope that as you read this it brings you to a place of understanding that in this world we will experience trials and such, but if we are consistent in our relationship with Christ and continue to walk in His ways, nothing can stand in the way of His purpose in our lives. Those locusts and scorpions I believe, were symbolic of the many trials and hurts that I had experienced, but in His presence they did not have a chance to survive. I'm still here, and through Him I have survived all that came at me.