As some of you may remember, I don't remember many dreams - hardly any in fact. So the other night, in my hospital bed, the lord took me slowly and methodically through a dream. Not just the once, but several times over about a five to six hour period.
I was in a house where everything was dark and heavy. There was a mantle of gloom over the whole house. I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. I turned and looked to see an adult female woodpecker hopping around squawking. She was looking for her baby. I looked around. Eventually, I spotted a very small dull grey woodpecker in the crease between wall and ceiling. He was scared and looking for a way out.
I heard the lord say, “Catch him in a cloth. Cover his head or he will attack you!” I covered him with a dish drying towel, took him to a window, and let him loose. Mum flew off after him. As he flew away, his proper colours of black, white, and red returned - the air of doom lifted, and everything became normal.
God reminded me of long locked up promises being released, fulfilled to His great glory. A season of fulfilment is breaking over the church as she steps out in faith to claim those promises. It's not a time to claim what you would like to have been promised, but to claim that which god promised to you and your family. It's a time of transferral of heavens promises into life's realities.