Words in Balance - UBM [David Eells]

For the past six months or so, I have been asking the Lord to help me speak only as an oracle of God and to help me salt my words with grace, in my personal relationships with friends and family members and especially concerning my children. (The words that we use to relate to others should be chosen wisely, for they judge us. {Mat.12:34} Ye offspring of vipers, how can ye, being evil, speak good things? for out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaketh. {35} The good man out of his good treasure bringeth forth good things: and the evil man out of his evil treasure bringeth forth evil things. {36} And I say unto you, that every idle word that men shall speak, they shall give account thereof in the day of judgment. {37} For by thy words thou shalt be justified, and by thy words thou shalt be condemned. The most dangerous words are unforgiving, critical and judgmental.) This request had been heavy on my heart for some time and I sought the Father with tears, at times, for His help in this area with my children. After listening to the Bible study on household salvation and really using my imagination seeing Christ in me, He has been helping me to bridle the tongue more and more and helping me to bear more fruit with others for the kingdom.

Then the Father gave me this dream for encouragement:

I dreamed that I was walking around an operating room suite, like the one in Gideon Smith's dream, that had a hallway circling around the operating rooms. As I was walking in the hallway, I knew that the surgeries were all completed, except for one. (Eve here represents herself and the Bride of the last Adam. The Bride is almost ready for the Marriage Feast to begin.) The head nurse came up to me with a golden balance, or scales, in her hands, but it had three golden rectangular platforms instead of the two round plates that a scale has in real life. As I was looking at the scales, all my words started flowing through the air onto the center platform from my right side. The words were all golden and when I saw this in the dream, I thought, the end from the beginning. (They were all golden words because we are to see "the end from the beginning", seeing the things that be not as through they were, since we were sanctified already at the cross.) (The Father was letting me know that He was able to use all the words for His purposes.) Three-quarters of the golden words went to the right side platform, while one-quarter went to the left side, but the scale remained balanced and never went up or down. (To me, this means that all of the words will be used to bear fruit and that none of them will fall to the ground.) (It also means nothing is held against you as you walk by faith seeing "the end from the beginning".)

(1Sa.3:19) And Samuel grew, and the Lord was with him, and did let none of his words fall to the ground.

(Psa.1:3) And he shall be like a tree planted by the streams of water, That bringeth forth its fruit in its season, Whose leaf also doth not wither; And whatsoever he doeth shall prosper.

(Pro.25:11) A word fitly spoken Is [like] apples of gold in network of silver.

(Rom.8:1) There is therefore now no condemnation to them that are in Christ Jesus.

(Col.4:6) Let your speech be always with grace, seasoned with salt, that ye may know how ye ought to answer each one.

After I saw the words and how they went, I proceeded to Operating Room #1. I found myself sitting on a stool, dressed in a surgical gown and mask, with white surgical gloves, waiting for my surgeon (Holy Spirit) with whom I always worked to arrive. Suddenly, from my left and behind me, a fat older woman (the apostate church) dressed in a flowered mu-mu who looked like Lulu Roman from the old Hee Haw television show, came in wheeling a skinny, dying old man (the old man of the flesh) on a gurney. She parked him to my left, with his head closest to me. She was upset with me and kept fussing at me, saying, "Look at what you've done! Just look at what you've done to him! " (The apostate church commonly defends the old man of the flesh.) I replied, "I haven't done anything to him; I just handed the surgeon the tools that he needed". (It is true that the surgeon does the work, if we hand Him the tools.) I was thinking to myself in the dream, she doesn't know that this hospital is in the business of killing the old man, not helping him to live longer.

Then the fat lady pulled the sheet back and the sight of the old man was gruesome. The skin was missing from his abdomen and his bowels had been completely excised from his body. (Bowels help the body absorb nutrients and fluids from the foods we eat and drink. Without them, the old man has no strength and gets weaker and weaker.) Half of his spine had been taken out, so he couldn't move his arms or his legs; the only thing he could move was his head. (The old man has no power to work or walk. These are now left for the spirit man to control.) He had no teeth and he was almost completely bald. (He cannot attack others with words and cannot submit to the devil and his demons.) The only thing left that needed to be operated on was his thin, bloodless, shoe-string of an aorta. (The aorta is the largest artery in the body which carries oxygenated blood from the heart to the rest of the body.) (It is the life of the flesh. {Lev.17:11} For the life of the flesh is in the blood ...) The aorta merely ran along the spinal area because the bones and vertebrae of the spine had already been removed. (No ability to stand against the spirit man.)

The old man kept lifting up his head and looking down at his abdomen, moaning as he looked at his pitiful condition. Then the surgeon (the Lord and the Lord in the Man-child) came in and stood next to me and asked me to hand him a pair of golden wire cutters. He reached down with his right hand and cut that aorta with his wire cutters. The old man stopped moving. (Eve is God's surgical nurse to put to death her old man, which the apostate church once defended. This also has a corporate meaning in that the Bride will be the first after the Man-child to cut off the flesh.) After that, the surgery was over. The head nurse came up to me once more, still holding the balance. My words again appeared on the center balance, but this time all of them moved over to the right side. (Once the old man is dead, our words will all be Christ's words.) After this, I was released to leave the surgical suite. (The Bride is now ready to serve the Lord without hindrance of the flesh.)

I wanted to include this dream below because it also had golden scales in it and words and seeds are synonymous with one another. (The seeds in this case were also fruit.)

Seeds in the Balance
Eve Brast - January 2012

I dreamed that I was pushing a silver wheelbarrow. (This indicates singleness of purpose; a wheelbarrow has only one wheel, only one part that touches the ground while it is moved from place to place.) (It must also be balanced to work.) I was going from the garage (which is the place where the car, representing the body here that carries us around, is at rest or ceasing from its works) into the kitchen (the part of the house where [spiritual] food is prepared) of my dad's new house (Father's house).

I saw an older lady standing in the dining room, to the right of the same table from the I Will Reign in His Stead dream. The woman was dressed in a purple dress (royalty) and she had gray hair (wisdom). I parked the wheelbarrow in front of her. She had a pair of golden scales in her hand that had the two round balances of a regular scale. I had a clear plastic newspaper sack (the cover of the Good News) full of shelled, ready-to-eat, salted, sunflower seeds (the seeds of the Son, the Good News) that had been folded-over and taped shut to keep the seeds together (the sum of Thy Word is truth). The woman motioned for me with her hand to place my bag of seeds on the scale and I placed the sack on the right side of the scale, which remained level; it didn't move. The woman then smiled at me and nodded in approval. (The words of Good News the Bride carried in balance measured up to scale :o) Then I woke up.

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