The one I had last night, I got up

somewhere in the neighborhood of 3:30 to 3:35…

So in the dream I was standing over a field or
looking down on a valley and there was a large field.
and there was a bunch of wolves in this
field. all these wolves were in this field
and they were asleep. and there were hundreds, hundreds perhaps
even thousands of wolves.
all dark gray not black but just dark
gray and menacing menacing wolves.
and they were all sleeping. and they were
nuzzling each other and just kind of
laying around and no movement at all. and
suddenly somebody a very dark figure
began running into the middle of all
those wolves and with a look like a whip
began to whip all those wolves. and the wolves
began to wake up and they were shrieking
and making horrible noises.
they were waking up to being
hurt. and as I watched the person
with the whip just kept whipping
them and he kept basically stirring them into
into a frenzy. he wasn’t beating them on purpose he was
beating them into a frenzy. he was making
them mad. he was infuriating them. he was
trying to get them stirred up.
and he kept whipping. and every single
animal every single wolf that was in
that that area had been hit by the hit by the
man. but they weren’t hurting him.
they showed some respect to him. they
showed some fear of him.
obviously he was like a master. and so as
he kept whipping these wolves the wolves
finally kind of cowered down. and he
pointed, he stops, and he pointed  his
finger and he turned around
(almost like if I would point my finger) he
just spun in a circle. and he said
“go to the cities.” and those wolves took
off in every single direction possible. howling.
howling. howling… top of their lungs.
taking off. and the sky is dark. I don’t
remember if I saw a moon I just thought
it was a dark night. a dark sky.
a dark figure. dark wolves. and now
they’re being set loose. and these things
are  being sent to the cities
after being whipped and beaten
by whoever it was. that was you know
stirring them up.

so next the scene changes and I’m standing
in front of a almost like a monitor, a video screen, of
hundreds of TV sets. or just hundreds of
computer screens. and I’m watching men and women of God
pastors Black White Asian
Indian all over all around the world. and
I saw myself and we’re all preaching the
Gospel. and each one of us is sweating. and
there’s almost like steam coming off
of our heads. it shows
just the impact of what we’re
trying to make. and we’re preaching hard.
and we’re teaching hard. and we’re
teaching biblical principles and dealing
with some of the major issues and things
like that and culture. but we’re calling people to
righteousness and holiness and to give
up ungodly things that are part of their
lives. and as I’m doing this and as I’m
preaching and when I’m watching all these other men
and women preach, I see people in the chairs in the pews,
in the seats, and some are looking at
their watches and some are yawning and
some have their heads
on the back of the chair, the pew, and
they’re asleep. others are you can
tell uncomfortable. they don’t want to be
there. I see people walking out the back
doors. but compared to that I also see
at the front of the church I see a
handful. and I’m going to call it a core. I will
not use the word remnant
because when I think of the word remnant
I think of that applying specifically to
the Jewish people.
but there was a small core group in
every church I saw,
where the Gospel was being preached. a
small core group of people
who were emphatically listening,
emphatically supporting their pastors
who were preaching, who were supporting
the doctrine the teaching,
the ideas that were coming out from
these men and women of God.
and they were kneeling in prayer and
they were praying and they were
supportive but they were they were they weren’t
necessarily unaware of what was going on
around them but they knew there were people that
that weren’t paying attention. and I
could see they were also praying for
those in the chairs behind them who
weren’t listening. and
all the ones that were listening, behind those
were the [one’s not listening]. there were some at the
altar. there were some in the front, in
the front couple chairs, and rows, and
pews. but for the most part, there was a gap
between those that were really listening
and paying attention, and those that
weren’t. and suddenly, in the midst of all this
preaching and the people being sweaty from the
the intensity of the message they were
preaching, suddenly
the howling of wolves lands outside.
and you suddenly hear scratching at the
door, like a like a just like a dog
trying to get in or
trying to get out. and at that moment, the
people who were
up front close to the to the to the
pastor and close the altar,
began to turn around. and they were
aware that someone was at the door. and
they began to intensely pray.
just intensively pray and aggressively
pray against the enemy against the spirit
that was at the door.
and suddenly the door didn’t burst open
but the wolves just began to come in.
they began to walk around. uh they walked
up and sniffed some of the people who
were just listening.
and the people who weren’t listening at
all, really had no idea that they were there at all. now
when the wolves came in, one key aspect I
think (I don’t know if I said or not), all
of these wolves had red eyes.
when they woke up and were being stirred
into a fury, they had
ravenous red eyes, almost like a red LED
light. it shone out. it was like
when you take a picture of an animal or
someone and the regular red eye shows up
it was that kind of thing. and before, you know when they were being
stirred up, by that that
black leader, character, master figure, those
eyes began to glow and get brighter and
brighter. so when they were set loose and
going to the city as what he said
their eyes were just flaming. so now
these animals come into the churches
but their eyes aren’t red. they’re just
black and compliant they’re looking
around they’re watching and they go and
they sit. every single person in the church that I
was preaching. and look
I did not recognize some of the people
in my church. I recognized some of them.
I also recognized the ones who were at
the very front the core group who were praying and
seeking God’s face and listening and
being supportive of what was being said.
and once again I saw hundreds of faces.
so I know I’m not the only preacher
who’s preaching the kind of things that
I preach and deal with issues I deal
with. I’m not, I’m not the only one who is
saying hey these things are sin, these
things can’t be a part of our lives.
I’m not the only one. there were hundreds
of faces that I saw.
but the wolves came up and sat down
in the chairs in the pews right beside
the people who were not listening.
and even those people didn’t really
understand that there was a wolf beside
them. there was no fear no worry no concern,
nothing like that at all. and it was almost as if they
didn’t even realize they were there.
but then the more and the louder that I
preached and the more intensely
I preached and the more I dealt with
issues and things that were sent
obviously in our world and in the Bible,
these people began to stir.
and all of a sudden the wolves eyes
became red and redder and redder.
and as the people got irritated, the
wolves began to growl. and when they
would begin to growl the people who weren’t
listening were saying “shut up.”
“stop saying that.” “I don’t want to hear
that.” they were they were very
aggressive words like
“stop saying those things.” and
in my message in my head I kept
preaching. I kept preaching. I kept
preaching. and on the screens that I’m seeing in my
head, all these people just kept
preaching and preaching and preaching.
finally the people who aren’t listening
that are now listening and saying “shut
up” and “stop” the wolves they’re
like wrestling beside them, they’re nudging
them. they’re getting them getting them worked
up too. so the enemy works these wolves
up. the wolves come in,
they stir up the people. and now the
wolves start coming up towards me.
and on the screens I’m seeing those
wolves are coming up near other pastors
other preachers other men and women of God who are
trying to say “don’t do this” and “stop
doing this” and “this is the way “you know.
Jesus said the way was narrow and the
gate was very small to get in. so
we were preaching that kind of a message.
and as we’re preaching that those wolves
are coming up and they start nipping at
my leg. and they’re starting to try to
bite some of the people that I’m
watching on screen.
and they’re growling and they’re
getting right up in our face. one jumps
up on the pulpit.
it’s right in my face and it’s growling.
I can see the saliva
dripping off of his teeth and I’m trying
to push him off the screen. and he bites
my arm. and he’s grabbing my legs. and I’m
watching I’m watching some of my
people that I know, people that I know
that are preachers and are pastors and
share the same heart for ministry and
preaching that I do, I see them
that some of these wolves are
taking them down to the ground. and
they’re growling. and we just keep
preaching. and they keep biting and they just keep
biting and they just keep
attacking us. and the louder we get
the louder the wolves howl. and the
people at the altar they’re praying.
and they’re praying for safety and
they’re praying for protection.
now I’m just going to tell you the
wolves weren’t necessarily attacking the
people that were praying.
they were stirring up the people who
weren’t listening and they were
attacking the preachers,
the pastors, those of us that were trying
to preach the message that God had given
us. and the intensity
in that moment was just it was
profound for me.
and even in the message as I’m preaching
I’m trying to kick a wolf
here and so there was no way. we just
kept pre[aching]. we
we were being overwhelmed and attacked.
and people are getting up and they’re
leaving. I’m talking to people who
weren’t listening. they’re getting they’re leaving and
they’re slamming the doors. and they’re
just making a big scene “we’re not coming back”
“you won’t shut up” “we’re done hearing
this” “stop it stop it stop it stop it!” and they
leave.

and suddenly the scene changed.
and I saw courtrooms.
and I saw judges with gavels pounding,
just pounding pounding at the bench.
I saw pastors in chains. I had shackles
on myself. I see people in the jury seats and in
the witness stand and they’re crying.
and the judges are saying “you can no
longer preach this message” “you can no longer declare
that this type of lifestyle
is sin” “you cannot say anything bad about
this kind of lifestyle” “you cannot say anything bad
about this situation” “you cannot address
these things from the pulpit ever again.”
“you cannot say this” “you cannot say that” “you cannot say
that Jesus is the only way.” that’s one
specific thing I remember.
“you cannot say that abortion is a sin”
that I remember as well “you cannot deal
with alternative lifestyles
and call them uh awful terrible things”
“you can’t say that these things violate
Scripture” “you can no longer preach from Scripture”
was one obvious thing that was stated
and said. and most of us that were in
there were saying “we can’t do that” “we
can’t do that.”  and the gavel comes down in anger and
they’re mad they’re mad they’re
mad. and then I saw churches surrounded by
mobs of people. people that were yelling to shut it down…
even burn it down. I saw
people who were being so hateful
towards the Church. I saw people
harassing believers who were going into
church services. I saw people waiting outside after
church to harass people who were coming from church to go
home. I saw just hateful attitudes.
but the thing that stood out in my mind,
most of the people in those crowds were
the people who’d been sitting in those
chairs and those pews, and we’re not listening
to begin with. and in that moment it struck me, even in
the dream, that some of the biggest persecutions
the church is going to face coming very
very soon, and probably I believe we’ve
already started, …some of the biggest persecution will come
from those who sat in our churches
and never accepted the Word of God as the
Word of God. raised in [church] all their lives and now want
to walk away because they do not like
the preaching of the Word of God that
says this is sin. this is wrong. you cannot walk in
this and still be a believer.
it was the group of people it was it was
the sons and daughters and grandchildren
of people who’ve been raised they’ve been raised
in church all their lives.
but they’ve said “we’ve had it.” “there’s
nothing in this for me.” “this Gospel has
no power has no authority.” ” it says I can’t have
this I can’t do that I can’t go where I
want to go I can’t be who I want to be I
can’t do what I want to do.”
and those were the people who were
screaming. they were throwing
rocks. they had baseball bats and guns
in their hands. they were throwing
threats at those of us who were coming out of
the church. and the anger was led once again by
those who had fallen away. and I do
believe that people can fall away from
the Lord. I believe in backsliding.
those were the people who were pushing
back against everything that had been
taught. those that have gone away to college.
those that have become very very
liberal and all they think and all they
do. those who have given in to some of the
ideas of the protest
movements that we’re seeing today, and
the ideologies that we’re seeing today.
the ideologies that say that one race is
better than others.
the thing I saw about the pastors who
were preaching, they were of every race
and color. I saw Black and I saw White. I saw Native
American. I saw Indian. I saw African. I
saw Russia. I saw everybody. I saw Chinese. I
saw people who were preaching the Gospel.
I’m not the only one.
but I’m telling you what I saw because
the biggest persecution that came,
came from the people who had walked away
from the church. and then I saw pulpits being chopped up
with axes. the big old
style wooden pulpit, I saw them being
just chopped to pieces. I saw plexiglass
pulpits being hammered hammered.
I saw Christians in chains. I saw them
publicly ridiculed. and I saw them
publicly assaulted because their ideas were
old-fashioned and needed to go.
and then I heard a cry that I’ve heard
for six months. but there was something
added to it. I heard “brace yourself
and endure to the end.”
and just like that I woke up.

I woke up. my heart was racing

because I saw people that I knew.

I saw missionary friends of mine on the

foreign field. I saw pastor friends. I saw district

leaders and officials from states that I

know who are being attacked by those wolves

while they preach the Gospel. and [they] held to

that standard of the Word of God.

and they would not back down.

and I saw the intensity in their eyes

and the fight of their faith because of

what they were dealing with and facing

at that very moment. I saw it. It was laid

out.