A Strange Dream
Years ago I had a dream. I found myself standing in the center of an enormous palace corridor with marble floors and columns reaching high into a vaulted ceiling. This gigantic hallway reached far into the distance opening into a beautiful countryside filled with green hills and blue skies.
I gazed with awe at the grandeur and majesty of my surroundings when to my left I realized I stood outside the threshold of a grand hall. In place of a door, an enormous pair of crimson tapestries hung from the ceiling with golden tassels at the bottom draping the floor.
I sensed there was something holy on the other side, but the enormous luxuriant curtains veiled my view. As I looked, a huge circular saw rolled passed me through the crimson curtain. When it crossed the threshold, I caught a glimpse of a dense and radiant golden light shining through the little space between the tassels and the floor.
I caught a glimpse of a dense and radiant golden light shining through the little space between the tassels and the floor
As soon as my eyes looked on the golden light, an electric power flooded and overwhelmed my entire being. I fell to the ground immobilized by the heaviest weight of God’s presence I’ve ever experienced. If a momentary glimpse of this light affected me so, I cannot imagine what what it would be like to cross through the crimson veil.
This is where the dream ended. I woke up with the weight of His presence still upon me, the glorious joy of His life resting upon and rushing through me. I still don’t fully understand the meaning of this strange encounter, but I will never forget it. I treasure it in my heart. Today, I believe He was trying to tell me that there is far more of Him waiting behind the crimson curtain, hidden in the secret place of abiding glory.
When we encounter the presence of the Living God, the entire atmosphere of our lives shifts. The air charges with an electric current of grace. We can feel the sweeping warmth of His presence envelope us and fill us with the overflowing fruits of His nature. His energy, His joy, His laughter infect us. Fresh life fills us from the inside out and rejuvenates every atom of our being. He woos us deeper and deeper into the depths of His liquid love, and He heals all our brokenness.
For many of us, however, our encounters are only like catching a glimpse of the glory behind the crimson curtain. They touch us and change us deeply, but where do we go from there? Do we dare to cross through the curtain into the Holy place?
As beautiful and precious as momentary manifestations of His presence are, there is a deeper abiding manifestation of His presence I believe He wants us to know. We don’t have to live moving from encounter to encounter, from deluge to drought. He wants us to learn how to abide in Him like the tree by the brook.
As beautiful and precious as momentary manifestations of His presence are, there is a deeper abiding manifestation of His presence I believe He wants us to know.
I am far from living this out. I feel I have a long way to go, especially since I am still learning how to walk by the Spirit and not by the dictates of the flesh. This much I know for sure, I have tasted and seen that the Lord is good, and I long to know Him more. When I fall, I will not stay down. I will lift my head in hope. I will stand up and brush off the dust of death. I will run toward His holy home, and ascend by the way Christ has carved out. I will cross through the crimson veil of the Holy place and abide in the presence of His immeasurable glory.
Psalm 15:1 – Lord, who shall abide in your tabernacle? who shall dwell in your holy hill?
John 15:4 – “Abide in Me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself unless it abides in the vine, so neither can you unless you abide in Me.
Jeremiah 17:8 – He is like a tree planted by water, that sends out its roots by the stream, and does not fear when heat comes, for its leaves remain green, and is not anxious in the year of drought, for it does not cease to bear fruit.”
2 Corinthians 3:18 – So all of us who have had that veil removed can see and reflect the glory of the Lord. And the Lord–who is the Spirit–makes us more and more like him as we are changed into his glorious image.
Psalm 24:9 – Lift up your heads, O gates, And lift them up, O ancient doors, That the King of glory may come in!