Chapter 70

     My wife Lori and I heard about a church in Kansas City that taught about and ministered in the prophetic.  We were living in Springfield, Missouri and friends of ours were driving up every weekend to attend, a 110-mile drive one way.  I had shared a few of my dreams and visions with them and they encouraged me to go to learn more on how God works in that realm. 

     We moved back to Bozeman having never gone.  However, we began working with a couple, John and Cheri, in the direct sales company and I traveled a bit with them promoting the business.

     On one trip John and I took to Kansas City, John insisted I go and talk to someone at that church and discuss some of my dreams and visions as he thought that maybe I could get some insight.

     He set up a meeting with one of their associate pastors, Michael Sullivant.  My main concern was, “Were all these twelve dreams real and are they going to happen?”  But also, the day-to-day ones that seemed to shock my system continually, how do I deal with them? 

     We met with Michael and two of his prophetic team members and talked through several levels of things.  I shared with them a few of my experiences and my ten dreams but not the other two.  In the end, it was their opinion that what I was experiencing was the real deal and that I should take it all very seriously.

     This was a bit of a blow to me in a way, as I was afraid of some of these dreams coming true.  But yet I knew in my heart-of-heart, and with the accuracy of the ones that had already come true, that I needed to understand how to deal with what I was experiencing.

     A few months later we heard the church was offering teaching in a conference setting there in Grandview. Lori and I signed up to go along with a few other friends from Bozeman.

     The church was called Metro Vineyard Fellowship and was located in Grandview, Missouri.  This was the church I was recommended to take a friend to, and it was involved in the Toronto movement.

     At one point I found myself standing near the back of the auditorium and I realized I was standing in the place of my twelfth dream, “The Man” dream. Instantly I knew the man from that dream was here, and that he was behind me.

     I slowly turned around and there he was, a quadriplegic sitting in a wheelchair.  I turned back around and asked the Lord if there was anything he wanted me to do, such as go introduce myself to talk with him and/or offer him a prayer.  He responded saying, “No, you will meet him, but I will bring it about in a different way.

     The main speaker was the church’s pastor Mike Bickle.  He taught some on end-times events and that he believed an outpouring of the Holy Spirit would occur sweeping hundreds of millions of people into the Kingdom right before the return of Christ. 

     This teaching lined up with what I saw in my tenth dream.  I was amazed to hear a pastor talk on this in that way, as I had never heard anyone state beliefs so close to mine on these matters.

     We left the conference never having met “The Man”.

     Shortly after the conference, Lori and I felt led to move our family to the Kansas City area and attend the church, build our direct sales business, and get to know my biological family that lived in the area.  We moved to Kansas City on October 20, 1995.

     The first Sunday morning we attended church and as we were walking in, I asked the Lord, “How long will we attend this church?” 

     His reply was, “Across five Halloweens”.  This was an allusion to a book concerning the American Civil War I had when I was in Junior High School called, “Across Five Aprils”. I immediately knew three things for sure.  The first, we would attend the church for four years.  The second, we had just stepped into a spiritual civil war zone.  The third, this was indeed the church of my fifth dream.

     Metro Vineyard Fellowship had a prayer room they would meet in three times a day, Monday through Friday, for an hour or so.  They played worship music for a bit to start each session.  I started going and just loved it. 

     The second heaven would open up for me and I would see the angels.  It appears the Lord had made it a special place for his people to gather and minister to him as he ministered to us.

     Two particular angels, I used to call the laughing angels.  Sometimes they would talk to each other and end up rolling in laughter. Each time they spoke though, it was incredibly profound, and they tracked the prayers of those coming forward to lead a prayer, sometimes commenting on them.

     I decided to ask them why they laughed so much just to see what they would say.  One of them looked me very seriously in the eye and asked, “Do you know the power Satan has?”  I responded that I doubt that I did.  He responded stating, “We do”.  And just burst out laughing seemingly not thinking too much of Satan.

     Sometimes I would have visions, which were helpful during times of looking for answers and the Lord would answer in that way.  We also would pray for those seeking prayer at times.  I was introduced to a man whom all I knew was he was from overseas.  He was wondering about the prophetic and came over to check it out.  

     During my prayer for him, I received a vision.  It showed him in an allegorical way as Robin Hood.  It showed his wife as Maid Marian and friends of his as various characters of the story.  Sometimes he and his wife would laugh, sometimes they would cry, but at the end it seemed they had gotten the answers they had come for.

     My time was short, and I had to leave right away afterward.  Scott came up to me after services that evening and asked me about how it went with him.  I told him a bit but then he asked me if I knew where he was from.  I told him that he was from Europe somewhere.  He informed me he was from Nottingham, England.  I then understood why the allegory of the vision.

     During one meeting when John and Cheri were there, an angel was up front praying for those overseas.  A man came up front and started praying to those being prosecuted overseas.  I didn’t connect the dots until after the service when John asked me about what I had seen.  I told him about the angel, but I didn’t understand what he was doing.  He asked me if we were in the same meeting reminding me then of the man praying for the persecuted.  I then connected the two.

     That is my problem sometimes, going into a vision in the second heaven I do not always connect it to what is happening in our world.

     For me the prayer room was a fantastic place to go, and I learned a lot there.  Some of the best prayer times I have ever had at that time in my life. 

     There were a lot of prophetic prayers both giving and receiving at Metro.  This was great for everyone and created an atmosphere of faith that was a mountain-top experience for us.  But there were times that were hard to deal with, depending on the circumstances of the need of the individual.

     We had prayer time for the children in the church and they were all gathered in the gymnasium.  I had prayed for a dozen or so kids when I spotted this little red-headed girl, about 9 or 10 years old.  She had a light on her and I knew I was to go pray for her.

     The prayer went well but while praying I had a vision.  It was clear by the vision that she had a brain tumor, and it hit me extremely hard.  Dealing with Danny’s cancer had exposed me to kids with brain tumors, and they were a tough fight.

     I asked her if she had been feeling alright.  She said she had.  I asked her if she had been sick in any way, and she told me she had not.  Then she told me she had been having headaches.  That she had them for about a month now.

     Her parents returned and I asked the Lord what to do.  He instructed me to advise them to get her to a doctor right away, as in, as soon as it was possible.  They took me seriously and took her to a doctor that next week and was informed she had a brain tumor. 

     They treated her with chemo but eventually had to take out half her brain.  She did amazingly well and last I heard she had grown into a beautiful gal, gotten married and was still doing fine.

     Mr. Sullivan invited me to go with a team to a local university to work a prophetic prayer table where we would offer literature and books about the prophetic, while offering prophetic prayer.

     We arrived at the student union and when walking out the door toward the common area, I walked into a part of my “The Church” dream.  The Holy Spirit just fell on me, and Scott noticed and asked me what had just happened.  I told him that I had just walked into one of my dreams and that I remembered this place well.  We walked around for a bit, and I explained some of what I had experienced in the dream and how it matched up with what we were seeing.

     We then went and set up that book table and a chair to be used for our prophetic prayer. Numerous students asked for prayer.

     We prayed for a student who was graduating.  One word that was given to him was that he had disobeyed his parents, and the Lord knew he was concerned about the outcome, but he was assured he had done the right thing.  After the prayer was over, he explained how he had gotten his degree in engineering but had decided to go to seminary, instead of pursuing his parent approved engineering career.  He expressed concern on how he was going to tell his parents about his decision.  He did leave with the confidence to do so.

     It was truly a great day.