The crowd now gathered outside murmuring and mumbling words that I couldn’t understand. At this point I walked towards the large open door on the bulkhead that lead to the outer rail to get a better look at the commotion. Standing just inside the door as if purposefully positioned there was a young woman named Margaret. This was not the same girl who originally welcomed me onto the ship but represented another of God’s servants faithfully working on the ship.
Suddenly, the large wooden door began to move by itself. I lifted my hands as if to help push it but before I could touch it it violently slammed shut. The moment it closed the young woman quickly slid a lock into sealed position as if having known ahead of time this was her duty. The massive door was now tightly secured with all those on the outside effectively locked out.
At this very moment a deafening clasp of thunder tore through the scene. It seemed almost timed with the locking of the door so as to mark something. At the same moment that the thunder cracked it also began raining. As well, I felt a sudden jar as the ship moved forward for the first time since being on it. Whereas, before we had merely been sitting in the sea preparing to sail, we were now making way through the night ruling the sea.
We had made it. We survived the initial phase of forming and the enemy’s battle to stop us through division had failed. Now we were moving graciously through the night with the rain of heaven, a sign of blessing, steadily watering us as we went.
In this part of the dream a difficult decision had been made. Even so, we had confirmation that it was primarily the Lord who made the decision and not just us; we had only followed him. He shut the door and we locked it which represented our discernment of his will and agreement with what he was doing. And now by his power we were moving forward into the next level of our purpose.
As we mentioned before there was a presence of a second group that was with our ship, yet not entirely with us. It was becoming a serious threat to the overall unity of the ship and therefore its purpose which would only be maintained to the degree that we could put aside differences to work together as one crew. As well, this entire thing could only operate as intended if the crew were properly submitted to the Captain and his delegated authority. Those who sought to exercise self-appointed authority on the ship were a threat to the entire mission and were blatantly out of order.
During this time a serious decision had to be made by the leadership team. We were either going to continue to lead and follow the vision we had originally agreed to or we were going to be domineered by the voice on the outer railing that was quickly gaining prominence and seemingly forming a separate crew. This was essentially came to a do or die moment in our ministry. Satan was seeking to steal it away from us at its very inception. This would have been equivalent to a spiritual abortion had we been passive to it. Thank God we pulled together to confront this though it wasn’t easy.
We were very young, I myself being only 24 at the time, while every person taking part in this division was older and in many ways more experienced in life. Even so, we were the rightful crew of the ship as we were appointed by him and submitted to him. He had also already spoken to us about his plan i.e. this dream.
Every ship has its pearl. Why was the young girl I saw named Margaret? The name Margaret comes from the word margerites which means “a pearl” in greek. A pearl is obviously something of great value, however to sailors a pearl is almost like a diamond from the sea itself. This one act of making the decision to lock the door to those who had gathered outside to mumble was perhaps the most important of all tasks done. I am convinced that if this one seemingly small task of just locking the door had not been done the mission would have never been completed. The division would have grown worse and we would have failed the Captain before we had even sailed.
There are many lessons I have learned just through this one humble girl. It was fulfilled in the natural. I noticed that even during some of the language used in our discussions about this problem “the keys” to the lock the door came up. Humble and courageous acts, though the most difficult and heart wrenching at times, can be the ones that cause ministries to move forward more than any other.
As I mentioned the lightening and rain came simultaneously with the movement of the boat. A lot hinged on just this one crucial moment. How we responded or lacked response to the situation of division determined the ship’s/church’s destiny. When you are faced with serious decisions you must be bold and respond appropriately. Without going into too much detail there were two specific things that my brother and co-pastor did to fulfill this part of the dream. Because we worked together to shut out the devils work we were able to continue in God’s work.
The lightening was representative of the voice of God, the decision of God. God was the one who saw all of this happening and he responded in displeasure to the problem but also blessing to us his crew. And the rain, as in scripture, is a sign of blessing. God began to shower blessing on us. The door shut but itself which reminds me of what happened on the Ark.
At this point the ship began moving forward. I felt it. After all of this had passed we all felt forward movement and momentum with the ministry. We were free to serve God to the best of our ability. And we did. Our church Aguaviva (Living Waters), which basically means moving water and is a name for the Holy Spirit, began to move and make a mark on the community for Christ’s name. We were more than just a church; we were a breakthrough movement shining the Lord’s light before many people.
A final thought on the thunderbolt. For me personally the sound of the thunder was indeed a powerful marker. It was a connection to something that happened when the Lord first called me prophetically to serve him. Five years earlier the Lord has visited me in a dream when I was 19 just before entering the Coast Guard. In a nutshell, I saw a dark cloud and a messenger that represented the cloud appearing under it. In an instant he was translated to standing right up in front of me holding a bible in his hands. He spoke over the pages of the book giving my kingdom orders, “It is your duty to carry the message of the gospel”. I was terrified by him and so I turned to run. Suddenly a thunderbolt and struck me and I was lifted up into the cloud.
In this dream, when the thunderbolt came, it coincided with the Lord’s call on my life to carry the message of the gospel. Ever since this scenario which I saw in the dream took place in real life I have been ministering the gospel in one form or another. The first time I was shown lightening it was my call. Five years later it was my appointment and commission.
We will seal this all up in 7th and final blog in this series.