This weekend I went on a trip to Pittsburgh with some other Global students, but this story really started a few days before that. Last week I had a couple of dreams from which all I remembered were numbers. The first set was 3438, so when I got up I Googled 34:38 and the first entry was Mark 8:34-38, appropriately titled “The Way of the Cross” at Bible Gateway.
“Then he called the crowd to him along with his disciples and said: ‘Whoever wants to be my disciple must deny themselves and take up their cross and follow me. For whoever wants to save their life will lose it, but whoever loses their life for me and for the gospel will save it. What good is it for someone to gain the whole world, yet forfeit their soul? Or what can anyone give in exchange for their soul? If anyone is ashamed of me and my words in this adulterous and sinful generation, the Son of Man will be ashamed of them when he comes in his Father’s glory with the holy angels.”
Interesting. A day or two later (the day before I left for Pittsburgh) I had another dream in which all I remembered was 6560. Again, I Googled 65:60. The first entry was Psalm 65 which I proceeded to read. I wondered if the 60 was Psalm 60 or perhaps Isaiah 60 (the only other book in the Bible with that many chapters), but didn’t feel that was it. So I just filed these things away in the Need-More-Revelation File and headed west.
Our trip was to visit a group called King’s Kids which meets monthly in someone’s home. It took a while to get there, and we were pretty tired when we arrived. (It didn’t help that the night before Connor was up six times!) But that evening as we gathered in a circle I was handed a Bible and asked to read a portion of Scripture. That portion was from Psalm 65. All righty then! That increased my desire for more revelation about the 60, lol. I felt led to look up the number 60 in my dream book and it means “completion of the flesh.” Hmmmm. I spoke to another student about it Saturday, and we tossed around a few possibilities. I thought perhaps I’d get a download overnight but got nothing from all my tossing and turning!
Sunday morning two of the young men were reading Scripture in the side room as people filed in. I sat and listened, and then he read Colossians 1. When he read verse 24 (“I am now rejoicing in my sufferings for your sake, and in my flesh I am completing what is lacking in Christ’s afflictions for the sake of his body, that is, the church”) I felt as if that was my 60. An interesting discussion ensued regarding suffering and taking up one’s cross. We went into worship, and it was the no-holds-barred kind (my favorite), with many people crying out (with the song) “show me Your glory!” Another student told me later the air felt “thick” in the room, though I didn’t feel anything. Anyway I’d had my eyes closed during most of worship and was sitting on a chaise. I was contemplating what God’s glory must look like when I opened my eyes. There before me was the sweet face of a first-year student who’d come along with our group. She was really close and was just smiling and glowing, and I had to smile too. God was showing me His glory :)
Some people shared, some ministry took place, more spontaneous worship, more contemplation. At one point I was thinking about the numbers thing again and looked out the window. In the sky I saw this…
Looks like a cross being lifted up off the ground (3438), don’t you think? At this point, someone had to leave. Before she did she prayed a prayer over the group and when she began to pray destiny over us I heard a train whistle in the distance and knew it was significant, so I looked up “train” right then and there. It can mean “vehicle of destiny” :) Funny that I hadn’t heard a whistle the whole weekend, and it just blew and blew and blew until she was done with her prayer!
As we were getting ready to leave I spoke with the man who owns the home. I mentioned about the numbers thing, and he said numbers are pretty significant to their group. I think that’s when it clicked that God had been preparing me for that weekend, giving me some insight. There have been times in the past where He’s revealed something to me and that week in school the teacher would say something that dovetailed with it. I hadn’t put two and two together until this weekend though.
Btw it was a wild and crazy weekend with a bunch of hungry worshipers. Add a few seers to the group and it gets even more amazing! It was fun to watch, and I found I wasn’t lamenting my lack of feeling things. In fact, I had an opportunity to speak to a young man who was frustrated over his inability to experience God the way some of the others were. I stressed the importance of renewing the mind and not going by feelings, among other things. When I got home I read a quote by Graham Cooke that kind of rocked me. He said…
“God hides for a reason – so that He can develop you on the inside and train you to see with the eyes of faith. In manifestation, you can already see what God is doing. In hiddenness, you learn to look inward and recognize that God is still at work, relying purely on your faith.”
When I read that something shifted in me. I’m finally okay with not “feeling.” In fact, I rejoice in it because it is training me to rely purely on faith. And that, my friends, is a very good thing :)