Sun, 1 Jun 2008 11:35:33 -0500
From: Sherry Mason
I had a dream early in the morning on May 31st.
In my dream I was in a large, quite cavernous building with an arched ceiling along with several other people. We were ALL dressed in the style of Gypsys. Our clothes were bright, colorful and mismatched. Scattered around the edge of the large main room were some much smaller rooms. Some of these contained beds and the beds were assigned to various people. I was off in one of the small rooms but I could see into the large center room. People were in small groups talking or wondering about alone. There were a couple of other people in the side room with me.
Suddenly, I began to sing through the doorway into the center room. I was singing a new song of the glory of God. The words were even coming out in rhyme. I sang as loud as I could but wondered if my voice could be heard in the main room. I felt I needed to sing and hoped that others would join me in this song. I felt that if they did and we all began to sing one song in unison that the glory of God would tangibly fall on us.
A few others began to open their mouths to sing and my heart swelled in hope and joy...but to my disappointment they all began to sing their own song and the words were a jumble and the tunes did not match and a confusing cacaphony of disjointed noise arose. It was all wrong so I stopped singing.
When I stopped everyone returned to doing "business". There were two women in my room and they had their heads together gossiping, gigling, talking about the things of the world that interested them. I just could not stand it.
I went my bed which was a lovely little twin bed with a colorful handmade quilt on it. This bed was what I had hoped for when I found that we had been assigned these "Places of rest". I laid down upon it on my back and just lifted my voice again...only this time I really did not care if anyone else heard...I was singing to the Lord. The women in my room did not like the song and they left...then I saw that people were beginning to seperate from one another. Those who did not like the song began to come together on one side of the main room...and slowly others began to come into the room where I was and began to sing as they came.
There was a separation of the people.
On thing I would like to mention is that the building was shaped like half of globe. It was like being inside the top half of the globe. It hit me that God is showing that this seperation is a world wide event.
Sherry Mason
U.S.A
2nd E-MAIL FROM SHERRY MASON
Mon, 2 Jun 2008 09:57:22 -0500
Subject: comments on dream from May 31
I wanted to talk a little about the dream I had sent out yesterday...I should have taken time then to do it but was pressed by other duties that needed to be done.
I think the idea of the gypsies is that they have no real "home". They wonder from place to place. They are also generally outcasts and rejected by society. They are very free spirits in one way...they dance, they sing, they laugh, they sorrow, they express their emotions.
But for me...it is the idea of not having a home. I am reminded of Hebrews 11:10 (Abraham looked for a city whose builder and maker was God).
Those who have come out of the system are looking for a body whose builder and maker is God. We haven't left the Body of Christ...we have only left the religious system. Too many people equate one with the other.
But while there are many who appear to have left (just as all in my dream were dressed in the gypsy clothing)...yet they are still engaged in the system in some way (i.e., I used the excuse that I cared about the people). I do care about the people but I wasn't doing any good for them or myself by staying in that system. So for those who are still tied some way to the system, cut the ties. Otherwise you may end up in the group (in my dream) that did not "like" the song of God's glory and the call to "come to Him while coming out of the world" that was in the the song.
That's what those little side rooms were...a place of coming out of the world and there is no doubt in my mind that the religious system is part of the world's system. I fully think that the large central room represented the world.
Those who have come out are going to find that place of "rest" customized just for them (just like my bed in the dream). When the separation occurs then the one's who are fully leaving the things of the world behind (the religious system) will come to those places of refuge and rest.
I would like to address the clothing. These clothes was really a thing of joy because while they were mismatched and of multiple colors...the colors were bright and crisp and the clothing appeared new and not faded in any way. Maybe they represented God's favor (Joseph's coat of many colors)...I don't know. But they were comfortable, not constricting or binding.
I just reread Swarna Jha's vision "Raiders of the airway" and there is a part of it which reminds me of this dream and about the separation. I am copying it below.
Sherry Mason
OUT OF THE SYSTEM BUT IS THE SYSTEM OUT OF YOU?
In a vision flash, I saw some among the Raiders of the Airways who had broken free from the 'churchy' bondages, or the 'anything goes' type of ministries.
When they had broken free from such filth and left, I saw in the vision flash, that in the far corner of their jacket's left pocket deeply embedded in a crevice, was a teeny weenie little 'shiny' stone that these could not resist bringing with them when they left such ministries.
This stone was slowly growing in their pocket. Some had forgotten they had such a stone and the moment they saw it growing in their pocket, they repented and threw off the jacket which contained this 'shiny' stone.
But those who thought that the stone was nothing more than a mere thing, and saw no harm in it, and kept it, started to every now and then say and do things exactly in the manner in which their 'old masters' had done.
Money /resources in the hands of such would in the long run be dangerous for their spiritual health, for they would go the way of their old masters, and commit similar if not the same errors.
Be warned Raiders of the Airways check your pockets, and your intents and see if they reflect the nature of those old masers, you once served under.
Repent and DEAL WITH IT NOW, BEFORE IT IS TOO LATE.
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I wanted to talk a little about the dream I had sent out yesterday...I should have taken time then to do it but was pressed by other duties that needed to be done.
I think the idea of the gypsies is that they have no real "home". They wonder from place to place. They are also generally outcasts and rejected by society. They are very free spirits in one way...they dance, they sing, they laugh, they sorrow, they express their emotions.
But for me...it is the idea of not having a home. I am reminded of Hebrews 11:10 (Abraham looked for a city whose builder and maker was God).
Those who have come out of the system are looking for a body whose builder and maker is God. We haven't left the Body of Christ...we have only left the religious system. Too many people equate one with the other.
But while there are many who appear to have left (just as all in my dream were dressed in the gypsy clothing)...yet they are still engaged in the system in some way (i.e., I used the excuse that I cared about the people). I do care about the people but I wasn't doing any good for them or myself by staying in that system. So for those who are still tied some way to the system, cut the ties. Otherwise you may end up in the group (in my dream) that did not "like" the song of God's glory and the call to "come to Him while coming out of the world" that was in the the song.
That's what those little side rooms were...a place of coming out of the world and there is no doubt in my mind that the religious system is part of the world's system. I fully think that the large central room represented the world.
Those who have come out are going to find that place of "rest" customized just for them (just like my bed in the dream). When the separation occurs then the one's who are fully leaving the things of the world behind (the religious system) will come to those places of refuge and rest.
I would like to address the clothing. These clothes was really a thing of joy because while they were mismatched and of multiple colors...the colors were bright and crisp and the clothing appeared new and not faded in any way. Maybe they represented God's favor (Joseph's coat of many colors)...I don't know. But they were comfortable, not constricting or binding.
I just reread Swarna Jha's vision "Raiders of the airway" and there is a part of it which reminds me of this dream and about the separation. I am copying it below.
Sherry Mason
OUT OF THE SYSTEM BUT IS THE SYSTEM OUT OF YOU?
In a vision flash, I saw some among the Raiders of the Airways who had broken free from the 'churchy' bondages, or the 'anything goes' type of ministries.
When they had broken free from such filth and left, I saw in the vision flash, that in the far corner of their jacket's left pocket deeply embedded in a crevice, was a teeny weenie little 'shiny' stone that these could not resist bringing with them when they left such ministries.
This stone was slowly growing in their pocket. Some had forgotten they had such a stone and the moment they saw it growing in their pocket, they repented and threw off the jacket which contained this 'shiny' stone.
But those who thought that the stone was nothing more than a mere thing, and saw no harm in it, and kept it, started to every now and then say and do things exactly in the manner in which their 'old masters' had done.
Money /resources in the hands of such would in the long run be dangerous for their spiritual health, for they would go the way of their old masters, and commit similar if not the same errors.
Be warned Raiders of the Airways check your pockets, and your intents and see if they reflect the nature of those old masers, you once served under.
Repent and DEAL WITH IT NOW, BEFORE IT IS TOO LATE.
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