ANGEL ON A MOTORCYCLE
Dream-vision (yes, that's a pic of a wringer-washer)
Decades ago, a friend challenged us (a group of young adult believers in Yeshua Jesus) to step out and do something we have always wanted to do -- our heart's desire -- in our service to the Lord.
It reminded me of the dream/vision I had many years ago (the early 1980s?), and I will share it here.
In my dream, an angel rode up to me on a motorcycle and told me to get on. He said: "Come, I will show you what it's like in Time Square after dark."
I was living in California and had never been to New York. I had no idea what Time Square looked like (I had not seen New Year's Rockin' Eve before).
The angel took me to the center of Time Square. There was a square platform (reminiscent of an old-time boxing ring without ropes) with wooden steps leading up to it.
On that platform was an old wringer washing machine, and my job was to wash garments and hand out clean white linen garments to anyone who wanted them. So, I began washing a pile of dirty clothes and handing out clean, white garments to people who gladly took them from my hand.
I felt happy to be doing this, but then, abruptly, darkness fell on Time Square - it was precisely like pulling down a window shade.
Suddenly a mass of people appeared before me, huddled on the ground, dressed in black. At the back of the crowd, an old woman stood up. She was a witch with great hatred in her heart. She picked her way through the huddled figures and came close to me at the foot of the platform.
I held out a white robe to her, and she took it and tore it to shreds. Then she began to incite the crowd to attack me. People began to rise and surge forward, and the angel, who had been standing guard, took hold of my arm and got me out of there before they could swarm the platform and tear me up.
End of dream.
Back then, I knew clearly that part of my calling was to hand out white garments (lead people to Jesus). I didn't recognize hajibs, niqabs, or burqas, nor could I identify Muslims in the early 1980s.
However, not so long ago, I realized that the ones to whom I was giving white garments (they were all dressed in black, and most seemed to be women) were Muslims, and it was after great darkness had fallen on Time Square (symbol of America).
This dream-vision is only one example in which I am healing or sharing Yeshua Jesus, and I can see in every dream that God's hand is protecting me.
So, to answer the challenge, what I would do - and honestly try to do every day – is step up onto that platform and hand out white linen garments for as long as I can until the Lord tells the angel to get me out of there. Or until He takes me home while performing my duty to Him.
Do you have a dream or vision to share with us? Please comment below.
Pastora Cate Covert