On December 1st I woke from a dream that left me unsettled. It was a long rambling dream, but I knew the end was from the Lord. In the dream, I was talking with a friend who pastors a church. He was telling me the church suddenly fell apart and closed. He said, “Everything seemed fine, then over Memorial Day Weekend, everything came crashing down.” The emotion in the dream was so strong I woke wondering if everything was OK with my friend and his church. I asked the Lord if I should reach out to him or pray for the church. The Lord said the dream wasn’t about my friend but about me. Then the Lord said, “Everything you’ve built will fall.” I felt apprehensive the rest of the morning into the afternoon.
At first, I wasn’t sure if the Lord was making a specific prediction or making a general statement. As I spent time praying and processing the dream, the Lord’s words brought peace rather than fear. I don’t believe the Lord was making a specific prediction but was speaking truth. Everything I’ve built will fall. If it doesn’t, the Lord can’t bring His life out of it. What He said is another way of saying there’s no harvest unless a seed falls into the ground and dies. God brings down what we build so He can build. No one can lay any other foundation than that which God has laid: Jesus Christ (1 Cor. 3). If we build on that foundation, the only things that will remain are those things that are of the same quality as the foundation. All else falls.
In my dream, my friend’s church represented something built by me. Memorial Day emphasized the sense of death since it is a holiday for remembering soldiers and others who have died. In the dream, what I’ve built falls and dies on Memorial Day weekend. The promise from the whole counsel of scripture is that what we sow doesn’t come to life unless it dies. God lifts up the humble. God had the human temple razed. But He raised His spiritual temple—Christ—on the third day.
I pray that we can all find hope in the resurrection when things that are important to us end. Failure, seasons ending, and losses of all kinds are seeds of something new. We just need eyes to see and faith that Jesus has conquered every grave.