Blessed with one of the most fabulous views one can imagine is outside our back windows. We overlook the vast expanse of Lake Ontario. Amazingly, a body of water could have so many faces. I am one of those odd people that believe nature speaks. At times the lake can be wild. Huge waves violently crash on the shore. Over time, the shoreline gives in. A large pine tree lived its life too close to the relentless erosion caused by consisting waves lashing at its roots at beach level. From our window, we watch it slowly lean into the lake. It will eventually float off to some unknown shore or become waterlogged and sink. Nature is forever changing—more about this latter.
This morning a large crow sat in another tree well back from the shoreline. Crows are special to me. God sent ravens to feed the great prophet Elijah meat and bread in the morning and the evening. They are not many ravens around here. We do have crows. Crows and ravens are different but are of the same family of birds. When I see a crow, it reminds me of God's supply for His prophet. Ravens were considered unclean in the old testament. They are known for eating "roadkill" dead animals.
I understood something that was life-changing.
I just had wonderful dream last night. I was the pastor of a church of “misfits.”
The fact I was the pastor I think has little to do with the dream. I too was a misfit.
The church was wonderfully chaotic but had a strange hidden order. A leader from the
past church system was there and seemed to fit in that was Marc Dupont. His personage
I believe may have been representative of the prophetic, meaning this is yet to come.
Another leader I knew and respected was there on the piano. He did not play and was not acknowledged. This speaks of the fact that not all leaders could handle the “organized disorganized” church service.
None the less Marc was delighted .