I know someone who calls her self a prophet. Is she a for-real prophet? I don't know. I did hear her telling someone that she has the gift of prophecy. The other person asked her to prophesy over her. The Prophetess made arrangements to meet in the hospital cafeteria because it was taco salad bar day and they could commence with the prophesying at that time.
I awoke this morning thinking that perhaps I was a prophet. I had slept very well, unusual for me. I had had an extremely vivid dream. So vivid it stayed on my mind after I had gotten out of bed, made my coffee, gotten dressed. I decided perhaps there was a supernatural message from God in there. I sat down to think it through, concentrate on it. Find the message from heaven. After all, it worked for Joseph, why not me?
Here was the dream...
My sister and I were at a church. The church had sponsored two Italian babies to come to the United States. They were orphans and the church was attempting to facilitate their adoption into a Christian home. My sister and I were there to see if perhaps she might adopt one of these children. A little dark haired girl named Martha and a curly headed boy named Christopher. Both of the kids were around a year old, chunky toddlers able to walk.
We spoke to several people as my sister filled out paper work and went through multiple interviews. Amy and I talked about which child she and her husband should try to adopt. I suggested she consider applying for both of them so she'd have a boy and a girl. In the meantime the interviews and paperwork continued.
After much discussion Amy decided upon Christopher, the curly headed one year old boy. We spent some time with the child in a nursery like room in the presence of the facilitators of the adoption and he was smiling, happy and immediately warmed up to us; sitting in Amy's lap.
At this point Amy made it official, she wanted to adopted little Christopher.
This is when we entered the next phase of the process. We were to capture and subdue an elk that had gotten loose in Wal Mart using only the supplies we could find in the bath and bed department of the store.
We were actually successful at the challenge sneaking up and restraining the elk with extra large bath towels and the adoption was official!
I went outside to pull the car around and Amy came out with the product of our efforts. A large Styrofoam container which she opened to reveal a chicken Caesar salad.
What's this? said I.
This is what Christopher turned into!, said Amy smiling.
I don't get it. said I.
Well, you'll see. said she.
We shouldn't eat this, right? said I.
Maybe just the croutons. said Christopher's new mom.
That is the end of the dream. I think I need to make some taco salad before I interpret.
Jeremiah 23:25 "I have heard what the prophets say who prophesy lies in my name. They say I had a dream, I had a dream!'