Friday, July 12, 2019 – Archived Post from Salvation Soldier Blog
(This dream was from a few years ago, I have had this written up but not posted it until now)
My memory was a little hazy at the time, and I wasn’t sure how I had arrived at this grassy area. All I know is I was wearing my uniform shirt and tie with my Captain’s epaulets and I was surrounded by a few other men whose faces I can no longer place. We looked on to a horrific scene. Doctors with facemasks and scalpels were walking among heads of dark skinned boys and men, but the heads seemed alive. Though a few were sleeping the head closest to me, a boy of no older than 8 or 9 years, was awake and talking. He was full of fear of what the doctors were doing to him. He cried out in pain and told them to stop, and that their procedures were hurting him.
At this point in the dream I noticed the heads were attached to tiny skeletons that were partially buried. These skeletons appeared to belong to babies, yet the heads of boys and men were sticking out of where their bodies should be. I looked away in disgust noting that the child talking to the doctors was plainly telling them he was in pain and he didn’t want them to continue. I wondered what horrible place we were in. I knew the doctors were performing abortions.
After seeing this I looked with dismay one more time at the scene and I had to know where we were. Was this some tribe in Africa that had been influenced by a witch doctor? As I looked around I saw another Salvation Army officer sitting at a picnic table. I ran to him to ask him where I was. As I ran to him the sun shone bright and the buildings around me revealed themselves to be huge and beautiful. I quickly asked the officer I met “Where are we?” He told me we were at Ellis Island.
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| Ellis Island |
All I could do was drop to my face and mourn. The horrible things that were happening were in my own country.
In the West we love to point at other people as representing great evil. Perhaps ISIS needs destroyed, or the evil out there are the warlords tearing up Africa, and dictators abusing their people. There is a lot of truth to this. We also like to point at political opposition and declare our academic opposition to be spreading evil.
I for one can think of little in this world that is as evil as tearing apart the bodies of unborn people. This ultimately is what my dream says to me. Call it prophetic, or call it illustrative. The people that have been killed in America since Roe v Wade, the millions upon millions are represented in my dream by children and adults. The truth of the matter is they are no different than us, and it is our very own that have been killed. There will always be a cloud of evil surrounding us until this is finally rejected within our culture. When the advocates for this murder are recognized with scorn and the doctors who participate going forward are correctly punished under law and the people march for the welfare of these baby humans and come together to build resources for their success and not their annihilation then perhaps we can move forward as a people who are seeking good for all.
Still we have hope.
My dream references Ellis Island which over the years has been known as a safe haven, a port of entry for people from many nations to enter America, the land of the free. May the future find all of America a safe haven for the most fragile and vulnerable among us, the unborn. Our Jesus can make a way forward, if we surrender to Him.
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Picture: I, Laslovarga [CC BY-SA 3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/)]