Death of the flesh

“Those who belong to Christ Jesus have crucified the sinful nature with its passions and desires.” Galatians 5.24

“For we know that our old self was crucified with him so that the body of sin might be done away with, that we should no longer be slaves to sin — because anyone who has died has been freed from sin.” Roman 6.6

“For he has rescued us from the dominion of darknes and brought us into the kingdom of the Son he loves, in whom we have redemption, the forgiveness of sins.” Col 1.13

God has given me two distinct visions of the death of my flesh.

The first was a vision of a man (Jesus) on the inside of me. He was in my belly with a fire, hollowing me from the inside out. The smoke from his fire was traveling up to my mouth coming out as praise and worship to God. And with every breath in I breathed in the spirit of God. This at first rubbed me wrong way making me think that it was something sacriligious, but now God has worked in me to let go and trust that this is a message from him.

In the second I saw the shell of a man and on the inside it looked like some kind of construction was going on. I could see the scafolding and sparks coming from the welders. As I watched the construction continued to grow bigger and bigger. It reminded me of those spy movies I used to watch where the goverment or the bad guys would build these secret projects in hollowed out volcanoes or caves in order to keep it protected and gain the element of surprise over the enemy. I felt like God was saying to me that He was doing the same thing inside of me. He was creating his secret weapon inside of me so that when the time came he will launch his surprise attack from inside something the world thought wasn’t a threat.

I hope that sharing this with you encourages you as they have with me.

Russian Dream

I had a dream that I was a spy in Russia planning an escape from a prison there. It didn’t seem like we were prisoners there because we were free to explore it. As we were exploring we came across a fence we scaled the fence and on the other side was a garden. This garden was smallish ten by ten size that was surrounded on all sides by a wooden fence. We dropped down off the fence, walked around for a bit and decided to climb out on the other side. Only to find a secret garden on the otherside of that fence. This secret garden was about the same size but rather than having plants and flowers this garden had a square of gravel just big enough for me to lay down in. As we were standing there my companion told me that this was the place where the Holy Spirit would fill me and the place I should hide during the escape. We climbed out the secret garden and came to a rocky sea shore walking around with the warden at this point looking at a boat that looked like a van. ( weird )

Before this escape was to take place I went to a retreat with some of the old peeps from Memphis. The place we were at was a white house everything there was white. It seemed they were on a beach week. But the whole time I was there it just seemed off. Weird