Vision: Poll Vault

Vision: 'Poll' Vault
24th June 2007

I saw this vision today.

The White Dove was circling the skies above. A message had been sent to all below, to come up to the Mountain.

Down below, to the left, were a group of leaders who had received the message.
They were busy building a very long pole with which they intended to pole vault to the Mountain.

Strangely, the pole was being constructed of twisted reams and reams of paper, which were the results of the opinion polls they had conducted!

They were so immersed in their polls, with their necks buried in the results, that now their necks hurt too much to look up and see the White Dove circling above them.

The question polled was “Can you authenticate the signature of the White Dove on this message?

THEY POLLED EVERYONE!

These leaders had polled their husbands, their wives their children.
They had polled their real fathers and mothers; they had polled their step fathers and mothers.
They had polled their uncles, their aunts, their distant cousins, their step-relatives.
They polled their neighbors; they polled their ex-neighbors.
They polled their bank manager, their landlord, their creditors, their travel agents.
They polled the butcher the baker the candle-stick maker.
The polled the theologians, they polled the eschatologists.
They polled the grocer, the milk-man, the newspaper man.
They polled the electricians, they polled the motor mechanics.
They polled the local government officials; they polled the national government officials.
They polled the unknown warrior; they polled the 'hitch-hiker in the galaxies'.
They polled the United Nations; they polled the lost tribes of the universe.

And now the poll results had given them what they believed sufficient opinions to construct the pole on which they would vault to the Mountain, directly.

NEXT:

Elsewhere at a distance away, to the right, there were some who had received the message. They asked for no opinions. They believed that the message they had received was indeed from the White Dove Whom they saw above them in the skies. These had gathered to pray with a few. At the end of the prayer, they bid adieu to all and carrying no baggage started to walk towards the Mountain.

Further north-east, I saw several people all alone in deserted places. These too had received the message to go to the Mountain. They looked and saw the White Dove above them. This filled them with great joy. They had no one to bid farewell to, or ask opinions of, they simply rose up and walked towards the Mountain. These too carried no baggage.

Those who walked baggage-less to the Mountain, leaving behind their relatives, friends and loved ones, found that as they stood at the west-side of the Mountain, to climb up, the White Dove would lift each up, either by the lock of their hair, or a grip on their shoulder, their shirt collar, or arm, and speedily fly them to the top of the Mountain.

They were amazed at the multitudes gathered there, on the top of the Mountain. These were praising and worshipping God. The multitudes made thunderous sounds by their clapping. In fact when they clapped there was thunder and lightening in the skies above them.

These multitudes knew not each other, yet there was unity in their praise and worship of the Living God.

These multitudes who had left behind all their loved ones, now found that they were linked in relationship with those they had never known before. All that they needed was provided on the top of the Mountain.

From the top of the Mountain, these multitudes above, could see the greater multitudes below.
Each found themselves in divinely chosen groups. All were sent with a message from the White Dove circling above, to the multitudes below.

LAST:
I saw that the ‘poll vaulters’ were making vain attempts to vault to the Mountain, with their poles. They kept falling off their ‘polls’. The Mountain was a great distance away, and no matter how many polls they conducted, it was never sufficient to build a pole long enough to reach the Mountain.

As these leaders relentlessly pursued this vain sport, of ‘poll vault’, I saw that the White Dove was now hidden from their gaze.

Galatians 1 (King James Version)
10For do I now persuade men, or God? or do I seek to please men? for if I yet pleased men, I should not be the servant of Christ.
11But I certify you, brethren, that the gospel which was preached of me is not after man. 12For I neither received it of man, neither was I taught it, but by the revelation of Jesus Christ.

Verse 15
15But when it pleased God, who separated me from my mother's womb, and called me by his grace,
16To reveal his Son in me, that I might preach him among the heathen; immediately I conferred not with flesh and blood:
17Neither went I up to Jerusalem to them which were apostles before me; but I went into Arabia, and returned again unto Damascus.

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