Stay Close to the Coach!

Recently had a significant dream that has continued to resonate in my spirit as a word from the Lord.

In the dream, I was at a large school and there was going to be a big game soon.  There was lots of activity with people getting ready for the game.  The Coach of the school walked up and told me to stick with him and he would take care of me.  I followed Coach everywhere he went as he was prepping for the game, but after awhile I realized that I was naked.  Coach told me not to worry about it as he would get me some clothes soon enough, just stay with him and he would take care of it.


After awhile I just couldn't stand being naked anymore so I left the coach to go find some clothes.  I did find some clothes, but after putting them on I couldn't find the coach again.  He had gone back to the locker rooms where the players were and nobody was allowed back there unless you were with the coach.


It dawned on me that I didn't know if I would even be able to get into the game now as the Coach was my ticket in.  I also became aware the the clothes that Coach was going to give me were playing jerseys and that I very well could have been one of the players of this great game that was about to happen.

Since having this dream I can't tell you how many times I've prayed the prayer, "Coach, I'm staying with you!"  There are numerous times when I start to feel exposed and uncomfortable because I don't know exactly how things are going to pay out.  It is when I start considering how I'm going to take care of myself that I remember this dream and again choose the life of faith by staying with Coach.

He is a good Coach and has things in store for us that are better than we can imagine.  He might even have a starring role on his Dream Team for those that are willing to persevere and stay with him!

Dreams of Fruit

The following is a poem I wrote after meeting yesterday with my good friend Kurt Mahler.  After having such a good talk concerning the things God is doing in our life, I began to hunger again for the fruit of all that we've sown, the fruit that I've thus seen only through dreams, pictures in the night and internal knowings.

This hungering opens a place in my heart that can hurt so bad that it causes me to stop and miss all that God has for me today.  In the past, this hunger has incapacitated me in such a way that I return to the altar of sacrifice time and time again and offer up my hunger to the only one who can fill it.  Though I've not yet seen the fulfillment of the promise or the satisfaction my soul longs for, still I will trust the only one who is trustworthy.

As I searched my heart in the midst of this pain, the following are the words that arose...



When will I arise?  When will I wake?  When will the visions that I’ve seen take place?

It seems I’ve died daily for a thousand years; sown my fair share in the river of tears.

Things that were promised so long ago, in my spirit have never yet ceased to grow.

I’ve plowed the hard ground with blood, sweat and tears; removed large stones of anxiety and fear.

The seed that was planted under pressure quickly died and thus was released the miracle of new life.

In fact the trunk is now quite large and the branches are green, but the wondrous fruit promised is yet to be seen.

Tantalizing glimpses seem to come and to go, of the coming harvest to which the world will soon flow.

Perhaps if it were now, the branch would be not able; to bear that which is coming and will fill many tables.

So a process slowly done is better to be had, than riches quickly gained and lost like a fad.

So be still my soul, learn to enjoy where you’re at, trust that He is good and your fruit will be fat!