Corpse on Board

Corpse on Board - A dream I had on 19th Dec and now I submit it to you.
We were in a house. A core of us, were there dressed to go to a Christmas Day Event for anyone who wanted to celebrate Christmas or needed company. In my mind it was time to go and I was potting around doing some ‘last minute’ stuff before Peter, (my husband) and I left.
Others were there in the house (not the one I live in), and someone tried to talk me into staying, saying; “Everyone is accounted for, no one else will be coming, see, we are all here”. I suggested someone who might come and they showed me that they were already there in the house. So, subtly, without being straight up obstinate, they kept suggesting that we “should take care of ourselves, it wouldn’t be any point to going, we already had a party right there … stay”.
I shook it off, determined to go and be there for who-so-ever would come and I went to get something out of the fridge, which was empty. While doing so, curiously, I noticed the retainer wall was disintegrating and that the house was actually becoming in need of repair. These people were also planning and ready to go but merely thinking it might be ‘nicer to stay.’

I told them, “No I have to go, there could be others” as Peter and I left to go. Somewhere during these interactions we got word that someone we all knew had died, a mutual friend. We shared the grief momentarily, saying, “Oh, what a shame”, then Peter and Iheaded out to our cars. They were parked on the other side of a body of water and to get to them we had to cross over and through it.
I felt like I knew it was the sea, but it looked like a slow flowing river, all muddy and brown.
It did not seem strange in the dream to be having to go through the water so we waded in and headed toward where we knew our cars were. At about knee deep, I noticed some ‘caravan’ looking things along the bank. People were trying to pull them into the water and I thought to myself, “they will never be able to pull them in, they are too, planted or heavy or the people too weak”. We kept moving and when the water was past our waist, we came around the bend to notice another 12 or 15 chalets on the opposite bank. Even as I looked at them, people heave hoed (pulled) them all simultaneously into the water, and after some initial turbulence they became still quite quickly, remaining in a row. I was amazed that they could be pulled in by just people and ropes. When they hit the water a great whoosh went through the water from beneath the surface and I thought, “That will surely stir up the sharks and the nasties from below the surface”, and asked Peter to carry me so I could lift my legs up to safety at the surface. Strangely, I was not afraid, but I felt this is what we needed to do to remain safe. He did and carried me in the water across to the other bank.
We emerged from the water on the other side, dry, and we each went to our vehicle. We were going together, to the same destination and for the same purpose and with the same passion but in different vehicles. When I looked in my car I saw 2 people, one alive and one dead. The alive one was in the passenger’s seat and was very passive. The person did not acknowledge me or attempt to interact. I thought the dead person in the back must belong to them, although it was in my car. The dead one was more of a mummy than a corpse, dead for some time and in a vacuum sealed, see through, bag of about 1m square.
The corpse was tucked in behind the seats in the leg space. Looking at them both, I thought it was kind of weird and gruesome but shrugged my shoulders and got in.
Someone from outside the car then called to the passenger, “here, I found this in the rubbish you can give it to her” ( throwing an old bread roll into the car and indicating to the corpse) I thought, “Yuk” and wondered how it could possible eat it”?
I screwed up my face and looked back at it, disgusted and not understanding how such a thing could be fed. I also noticed red lipstick on it. I shrugged again put my seatbelt on and began driving on a long straight road.
On my way, I suddenly I noticed an infant on my lap. It was vibrant and full of life and while I knew the baby belonged to me, I also knew that it could not stay on my lap. I noticed the baby was both strong and happy and I knew I had to pull over and secure it to keep it safe for the journey. As I pulled over to the left and stopped I noticed there were 3 police on the side of the road right there where I stopped. They were actually sitting right below a very bright flood light and were highly visible and yet I didn’t notice them until I was almost parked. While at first I thought I would get in trouble for having the baby on my lap, they seemed disinterested and kept doing what they had been doing. (2 of them were behind playing cards and another one watching the road)
The one in front looked at me for a second and then turned away without expression. Immediately on stopping, Peter who had also stopped spontaneously with me, was at the window of my car reaching for the baby.
When the infant saw him, it got very excited and reached and wriggled to him. It literally felt like holding a bundle of ‘abundant life’, wonderful and free. He took the child through the window and secured it in the back seat in a car seat, not to restrain it but to protect it. I thought it was yuck to put the baby so near the mummy / corpse and made sure they were not touching. I double checked to ensure that the infants foot could not make contact with the bag holding the corpse. Then I buckled up and continued on my journey.

This dream has come at the dusk of 2011 and the birth of 2012.
It is laden with imagery and wisdom to the thoughtful reader and I encourage you to enjoy its depths.
The journey to Christmas speaks of the dreams’ imminence. The centrality of our partnership as men and women was significant. It announces that the future is already alive in us and needs our attention to nurture it now.
2012 is full of promise.

SOME THOUGHTS
The original house is the place of comfort, but it has no food, and is in fact becoming dilapidated.
The people in it were those already saved, on board and doing OK
The voice of reason, ‘stay’, was the temptation to settle
The challenge is to keep moving.
Chalet/vans – were meant to be mobile, could indicate churches, whole movements, ministries, households…
The water is the status quo, it had no movement, harboured nasties, (a stagnant inlet from ocean).
When my husband carried me, it tells of; oneness, the one new man, healing between genders, unity and strength.
The people with ropes are our traditions, culture and expectations, lack of time or even debt. Beware the, ‘everyone else is mooring here’, reason.
The passenger was disconnected, in the car but with their baggage. Feeding off yesterdays bread. It speaks of passivity, flesh?
The corpse that was sealed, once was alive, even beautiful, but time is over must be let go of.
I felt for some the corpse was never meant to die, it is a destiny that was sabotaged or died through offence. However, the Holy Spirit in grace has sealed it up and offers new life, second chance. Beware feeding yesterdays vision.
The Baby is the point – future, destiny, promises, Vision, New Wine in new skin, the Church and her mission as forerunner (new things in evangelism, arts etc
The Road – life, the way
Police – the law. We were outside their jurisdiction. It is passive, has no power to control or protect those on this journey. Spirit led people on their destiny have no need of the law.
Floodlight – the law is good for those who don’t know where they are going????
My husband & I ‘knew’ simultaneously to stop and partnered in attending to infant suggesting a Holy Spirit unity that both protects and secures the future.
The baby needs advocates and protectors

ASK – where am I?
At the house, questioning or seeing no need to move, change?
Are You thinking that it is enough that you are, ‘OK’?
There are some who are in one of the chalet/vans, stuck in dead water,
or even in the water pulling the ropes?
Are you in the passengers seat – not fully connected to what God is up to, or allowing your ‘old man’ to take up serious space on the journey?
Are you outside the vehicle, ‘looking’ for bread in the bin?
Are you feeding the corpse, even hindering others journey through stale or putrid bread of religion. Yesterday’s revelation, which includes some methods and/or ideas, is no longer useful.

Our task is to identify the corpse, what has been sealed by the Holy Spirit (and pronounced dead) but that we continue to carry around with us and, (even if we don’t feed it ourselves) we allow it to be fed.
If you do not know me, Julie Blasé, 10000warriors.com , then by all means discard this.
Feel free to judge it – but handle with care.
I believe the dream has implications for the Body of Christ and His grace will continue to be sufficient if we will continue to trust in Him.
Take this message and ask God to help you discern on behalf of all that He has put under your influence

Num 12:6
And the Lord said to them, "Now listen to what I say:
"If there were prophets among you,
I, the Lord, would reveal myself in visions.
I would speak to them in dreams.

Gloria In Excelsis Deo

I am putting it out there that I am refusing to be called a child of pharoah. (see Hebrews 11) Whenever we speak of rejecting the status quo and not becoming like the world, we often consider things like - no drinking, smoking, or hanging out with bank robbers. But here is a thought, how about, choosing kindness when your sense of justice wants vindication or saying 'sorry' when its their fault.

In the words of an old australian bush song the villian says to the troopers, "I'll die but I won't surrender" So many of us are like that. We would rather die, (physically and spiritually) than to surrender to those God has called us to love. Jesus showed us how to surrender to the will of God, how to lay our lives down for His purposes. I am not advocating being a door mat but do you really need to be saving your life so often and making sure that you are one up on everybody.

Use these final weeks of the year to practise losing your life. Never compromise on what He has called you to do... That is a good fight and you must press on to take a hold of that for which Christ took hold of you... However we lose our peace of mind over far less important things, so go on ... let it go!

PS. NEW YEARS EVE - "CHECK THE BACK SEAT"