I had a dream this morning that went something like this… lots of people from my church were all in one building that I knew to be our “house.” I was walking through this house with Apostle David, and we were looking for a place in it where we could all come together to meet at one time, but all of the rooms were too small.
Some rooms were appointed with comfortable leather couches, but the couches were jammed so closely together that only a couple of people could sit on them at a time. Another room looked like a kitchen area, but you couldn’t get to the food in the pantries because there was a lot of furniture in the way, blocking all the cabinets. There was one rather large table in this same room that looked as though many people could sit around it, but it was crammed into such a small space that one whole side of the table was inefficient, and no one could sit there. Apostle David said to me, “Now, this table worked when it was in the other room, so why isn’t it working here?” We looked at the lay-out and realized the table was designed to be in a big open room, but it had been taken and crammed into this already cluttered room, so the functionality of the table was lost. I replied to him, “This table wasn’t built to go in this room. It’s supposed to be somewhere else.”
As we left that room, we entered an upstairs hallway in which a handful of people were standing, crowded along a railing or banister. They said to us, “If you see so-and-so as you walk on through this house, will you give them a message from us?” I asked them why they didn’t just go give them the message themselves, and they replied, “We tried to go tell them, but there wasn’t enough room for us where they are. We tried to fix that by sending these messages over the rail to them, but we don’t think they can understand the message.” Suddenly, I realized each of these people had a golf club and were whacking golf balls over the rail. When I leaned over the rail, I saw that the balls were hitting the people down below in the head. I couldn’t hear what the people below were saying, but it was apparent that the balls were hurting them and they thought the people upstairs were attacking them with the balls. I turned to one of the people with the club and said, ‘They can’t hear what you’re saying, and the way you are launching this message at them makes them think you are attacking them, hurting them on purpose.” The people with the clubs said, “We know that. That’s why you need to tell them that isn’t what we mean. If they would just open up the balls when they land on them, they will be able to see the message.” I looked at Apostle David and said, “The rooms in the house are too small, and the people cannot communicate from one room to the next. There is confusion in the house because of the separation. People are hurting others by the way they’re trying to communicate. What should we do?”
Just then, it was like I was looking down at my box of Christmas ornaments with all of the little cardboard dividers in it meant to keep the ornaments from bunching into each other. Instead of a box of ornaments, however, it was our “house” with each little box separated from all the others like cubicles in an office. I was thinking, “Well, that’s not good. No wonder they cannot communicate… they are cut off from each other.” Just then, a giant hand reached down past us and lifted up the cardboard dividers, causing all of the cubicles to be one large, open space. When that happened, I woke up and the Lord told me there has been a spirit of confusion and separation keeping us all from being able to communicate and work and live together, and that the spirit was empowered by the separation each of us has between ourselves and Him.
When I got to church this morning for prayer, these verses came to me from Romans…
Can anything ever separate us from Christ’s love? Does it mean he no longer loves us if we have trouble or calamity, or are persecuted, or are hungry or cold or in danger or threatened with death? (Even the Scriptures say, “For your sake we are killed every day; we are being slaughtered like sheep.” ) No, despite all these things, overwhelming victory is ours through Christ, who loved us. And I am convinced that nothing can ever separate us from his love. Death can’t, and life can’t. The angels can’t, and the demons can’t. Our fears for today, our worries about tomorrow, and even the powers of hell can’t keep God’s love away. Whether we are high above the sky or in the deepest ocean, nothing in all creation will ever be able to separate us from the love of God that is revealed in Christ Jesus our Lord. ~Romans 8:35-39 (NLT)
I believe this vision is for my own local church, but I also believe it is for the Body of Christ as a whole. There is a lot that can be learned from the dream, but I believe the most important thing is this: Walls of separation are put in place by religious, controlling spirits that come to divide and confuse. God has said that nothing can separate us from His love that is revealed IN CHRIST. We are THE BODY OF CHRIST, and His love is to be revealed in and through us. We can jump up and down and scream and holler at the devil and his religious spirits all day long, but they are empowered by the fact that we, as a body… as THE BODY… do not reveal the love of GOD through us. When that love is revealed through us, when we truly see it, then nothing can separate us from that same love… from that same love that is found IN HIS BODY.
It’s time we tore down the walls of separation between ourselves and our God. Only then can we destroy the walls of separation keeping us from effectively being ONE BODY.