Last Tuesday night I had a dream. I’ve spent the last several days praying over it.

In the dream, I was on a university campus. I looked up and noticed an elevated train car that was detached or off-the rail. I called in and reported it. Then a bit later in the dream, the same cable car was next-in-line and nearing its time to go. I and others observed the detached problem, this off-the-rail situation, still existed and hadn’t been corrected. I tried to call in to the dispatch again, but while I was on the phone the car took off and promptly crash landed.


An epoch of cessationism is coming to a close. This epoch has existed similarly to that of the Silent Years, those 400 years between the Old and New Testaments. The OT didn’t end, it gave way to the New; It handed the baton of revelation off to a new day, a new epoch. But the silence, that is what ended. During that era, there were purists who arose and defended the truth by refuting the fake, the imposters. However, eventually their relevance ended and their epoch was no longer necessary. John—the voice—had arrived. Hence, the silence was over. Jesus—the One—had arrived. The Cessationism of the day came to a crashing halt. God didn’t need their legal services. Thus, continuing with the message of cessation would only prove them to be blind, hardened fools. We are now at a similar juncture. Those who are purist, defenders of truth, and disdainers of fake…their moment is up and it would behoove them to recognize “the real” does exist and fighting against a manifestation of truth will lead them to an off-the-rails trajectory. The thing they’ve fought against is what they will become if they cannot humble themselves and give way to the new. They have said things such as…there is no more revival, there is no more real, there is no more power stuff, there is no more prophets and prophecy, there is no more tongues. But, turns out, God isn’t dead. And “yes” is His reply to the prayer of Psalm 85:6.

Will you not revive us again, that your people may rejoice in you?

The setting of the dream was a university campus. A university campus should be understood as the site of emerging leaders, voices. It is the place where the future is becoming today. It is the literal and symbolic place where children become adults. And, quite literally, this is where God has chosen to launch a new move, another day of outpouring. Testimonies and naysayers cannot coexist, it’s like trying to mix oil and water. This is the day of the testifiers.


Silent no more. The critiquing ministry of the critical critics is no longer required. If you’ve been on that cynical commuter car, please get off and join the joy of God being alive and well. At times, I’ve been on it myself. The showmanship, the egos, the exaggerations, the silliness, the error, and the lack of accountability has frustrated me. Nevertheless, God is big enough to handle things. Whether I approve or not, He is up to something bigger than I even imagined.

The elevated train speaks of a high-minded ministry. There are many among us who exalt the mind. They possess no ethereal qualities. They are uplifted by their own hypercritical theology, philosophy, and logic. They are low on spirit. They are like the five foolish virgins in Matthew 25. This is no time to devalue the oil, but there they are being virgins, having lamps, and thinking they’re ready.

One more point: in the dream, I called in to report the issue. This was in the dream because I was being instructed to pray about this. Later in the dream I was calling in about it a second time because—I believe—there are folks on the off-the-rails cable car that God is giving opportunity to exit before they perish.

Proverbs 14:12 There is a way which seems right to a person, But its end is the way of death.

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