The World According To Chris Brewer

Lord, I’m available to You!
My will I give to You!
I’ll do what you say do…Use me, Lord,
To show someone the way.
And enable me to say,
“My storage is empty, and I am
Available to You.”

–”I’m Available,” Author Unknown

The above song is one of two that the Lord gave me in another dream from Him last night. It’s kinda weird, up until last year I could not remember any of my dreams in specific detail, but since last July I have had about 8 dreams that I can remember completely…..where I was, who I was with, what everything looked like, etc. The Lord has to be telling me something, I just don’t know what it is.

Here is a synopsis of last night’s dream…

I was sitting in a church that had been burned, nobody knew what from. Fire investigators and police were baffled, because there was no human evidence of arson, accidental fire, etc…nada. On the inside, it looked like my home church, but on the outside, there was just wheat fields as far as the eye could see. No roads, no irrigation ditches, no hoses, nothing. Just the church in the middle of nowhere.

Anyway, the church was blackened inside but not destroyed. The walls were charred, the curtains were burned off, the piano was charred wood but still playable, and the pulpit was the only thing intact in the entire place. I noted that everything had just been blackened and was still usable to some extent.

Time jumped forward a week and I returned to the church (don’t ask me how, dreams are weird like that) to see stuff actually destroyed by fire. The back wing of the church was gone, pews were reduced to ash, the piano was gone. Windows were melted out of their frames. Again, fire investigators could not find any evidence of any human cause of the fire. And also again, the pulpit was perfectly intact.

Suddenly I go outside and I see a sign that looked like it had been tossed in the grass. It too, was burned, and the only thing I could read off it was “ing Service, 10:3″. I took this to mean “Morning Service, 10:30.” I looked at my watch, and it was 10:24 AM on Sunday. Just as I looked up, my old pastor, Pastor Pat Dillon, came walking along toward the church. Was he still holding church in a burned-out building?

I tried calling out to him but he didn’t hear me. He walked inside the church, but I noted even though the church was burned halfway to the ground, he looked in good spirits. Exceptionally good spirits. So I followed him. This is where it gets good….he walked right up to the pulpit and began to sing. Nobody was there, ash piles are sitting where the pews, piano and heater stood, and here is Pastor Dillon singing praise choruses, one after another. Two of them were Blue Book songs, “Meeting in the Air” and “Living by Faith.” Then I was stunned to hear what he sang next.

He belted out “Lord, I’m Available to You” loud, proud and with fervor. He kept on motioning as if he was directing people in an imaginary audience to sing, and sing loud. It would have even got me to sing, jump and shout, even during a slower song like that. It was that good, you could feel the anointing of the Holy Ghost.

After he was done with that, I raised my hand as if to voice a prayer request. He looked right through me and began to preach. It was then I realized that I was not actually in my own dream, I was observing it from the outside, but was still there, if that makes any sense (like Scrooge in A Christmas Carol, visited by the Spirits of Christmas Past, Present and Yet to Come).

Pastor Dillon preached a message entitled “There is a Call….Who Will Respond?” In the sermon he motioned outside toward the wheat fields and stretched his hand out each direction. It sent chills up and down my spine to hear him point each direction and say “In the name of Jesus, I proclaim to the South, give up the harvest!!!” He said it to the North, East and West as well. What it meant, I had no clue, but you could feel the unction of the Spirit in it.

He then quoted the Bible three times, saying “The harvest is great, but we have no laborers!” He then pointed to the pews and said something that shocked me, “Our pews are burned, our place of comfort has been burned down by the Lord! He is telling us to get out of our comfort zone and minister in the community! No more will we sit here and ask for the Lord to bring us people and not do a thing about it! No more will we stand silent! No more will we preach doctrine instead of giving them the Word!”

The sermon ended on that note, and he gave an altar call. I thought it was maniacal because there was no one there, but he was placing his hand on the altar and praying for it, just as if there were someone there. He kept moving back and forth and doing this for about twenty minutes, praying that the Lord would “enable him (or her) to go out in power, go in faith, go with the Spirit of the Lord and compel them to come.” (Yes, I remember this word for word.)

Then after altar call was over, Pastor Dillon said the following: “I want to sing another song in closing, and this one is directed specifically for one person who needs to hear it. He is not here with us right now as he has moved elsewhere, but he continues to be in our thoughts and prayers, and O God, I just pray right now you enable him, open his ears, eyes and spirit to hear the words You have given me to sing.”

Then he sang the most powerful rendition of “Jesus Loves Me” I have heard yet in a dream. He sang it just like this, over and over, and wept while he sang:

Jesus loves you, this you know.
For the Bible tells you so.
Yes, Chris, you to Him belong.
You are weak, but your God is strong.

Yes, Jesus loves you,
Yes, Jesus loves you,
Yes, Jesus loves you,
The Bible tells you so.

Jesus died for your lost soul,
Jesus died to make you whole,
Ask him now for help along,
You are weak but your God is strong.

Jesus did not leave you behind,
You are always on His mind.
Talk to Him all the day long,
You are weak, but your God is strong.

You are weak, but your God is strong….

Then the dream ended. That was the seventh time in a little over a month I have had a dream from the Lord with someone singing “Jesus Loves Me.” Every time I hear it, it becomes more powerful.

Now I know what the Lord is telling me. I must act on it.

God bless.