Back on July 14, 2012, The Lord had been ministering to me about my role as a prophetess. He had given me several dreams this night and I was really struggling with the emotion, depth and scope of the messages contained in the dreams. I remember thinking to myself that this was way more than I could handle.
In one of the dreams the Spirit of the Lord came to me asking question. He said, “This is your garden Prophetess…do you want to walk away from your garden?” I answered, “No, I don’t.”
On Sept 1, 2012, I dreamed that I was walking along a city street and I saw a tree. It has the most humungous fruits I have ever seen. I walked up to the tree. I had a little sack with me. There was a woman there. She said to me, “You’ve been to this tree before.” I replied, “This is the first time I’ve ever seen it.” She adamantly responded, “No. I know you’ve been to this tree before, you had a different bag back then.” I said, “Yes, this isn’t the same bag; I used to have a different one.” She said, “Go ahead and pick some fruit, but leave me some as well.” I filled up my bag of fruit, I remember trying to pick it off the tree with my hands. The woman was hitting the tree with the stick to make the fruit come down, and I saw the fruit fall on the ground. I was just grabbing it with my hands and picking it off that way. When I did that, the fruit would tear, it didn’t just pluck off the branches, it tore off. I noticed the flesh of the fruit was crimson and filled with large black seeds, like papaya have. I filled my bag with the torn fruit. I said, “When I get home, I’m going to plant all of these seeds and maybe someday I’ll have a tree just like this growing in my yard.” ….and the dream ended.
When I woke from the dream, the Lord gave me the interpretation:
“Analogy. The tree is Jesus. The fruit is My body. The woman with the stick represents the beatings I took, My suffering. When you took the fruit from the tree and it tore, that represents My body being torn for you. The seeds are Scripture. Don’t spit the seeds out…plant them in the garden of your life.”
After receiving this interpretation, I wept and wept. Even as I write this, I hold back tears. I remembered the question the Lord asked me from before, This is your garden, do you want to leave your garden?
The Lord is ministering to me on such a deeply personal level, it boggles my mind.
Isa 53:1-11 Who hath believed our report? and to whom is the arm of the LORD revealed? For he shall grow up before him as a tender plant, and as a root out of a dry ground: he hath no form nor comeliness; and when we shall see him, there is no beauty that we should desire him. He is despised and rejected of men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief: and we hid as it were our faces from him; he was despised, and we esteemed him not. Surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows: yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted.
But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.
All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned every one to his own way; and the LORD hath laid on him the iniquity of us all. He was oppressed, and he was afflicted, yet he opened not his mouth: he is brought as a lamb to the slaughter, and as a sheep before her shearers is dumb, so he openeth not his mouth. He was taken from prison and from judgment: and who shall declare his generation? for he was cut off out of the land of the living: for the transgression of my people was he stricken. And he made his grave with the wicked, and with the rich in his death; because he had done no violence, neither was any deceit in his mouth.
Yet it pleased the LORD to bruise him; he hath put him to grief: when thou shalt make his soul an offering for sin, he shall see his seed, he shall prolong his days, and the pleasure of the LORD shall prosper in his hand. He shall see of the travail of his soul, and shall be satisfied: by his knowledge shall my righteous servant justify many; for he shall bear their iniquities.
Isa 27:2-3 In that day sing ye unto her, A vineyard of red wine. I the LORD do keep it; I will water it every moment: lest any hurt it, I will keep it night and day.
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