“This is what was spoken through the prophet Joel:
‘In the last days it will be, God declares,
that I will pour out my Spirit upon all flesh,
and your sons and your daughters shall prophesy,
and your young men shall see visions,
and your old men shall dream dreams.
Even upon my slaves, both men and women,
in those days I will pour out my Spirit;
and they shall prophesy.
And I will show portents in the heaven above
and signs on the earth below,
blood, and fire, and smoky mist.
The sun shall be turned to darkness
and the moon to blood,
before the coming of the Lord’s great and glorious day.
Then everyone who calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved.’”
A prophetic word that describes a time of new life, of creativity and imagination. A time in which that liminal space that we sometimes call thin places, where the division between the ordinary and sacred gets blurry, where God seems to be in the very air we breathe. The place where the Spirit blows in and the winds change. The space where dreams and visions flourish.
Where are the places dreams and visions flourish in your own experiences? When have you been invited to speak of your dreams, or a prophetic word of hope? Where have you heard and seen such things?
May you find your way to such sacred spaces,
May you know it when you arrive,
May the Spirit of God be revealed in both
the ordinary and the extraordinary places,
May the Holy Spirit stir your dreams and
open your mouth to speak words of love,
And may these experiences have the
power to transform your communities.