The power of conviction
In my dream, I was in the "redlight district" of town. I saw prostitutes walking out from the front door of a building going upstairs with their "johns" to the building next door. I knew that I wanted to preach to them. Or should I say, go and start condemning them to hell because of their sins. Next in my dream, I was on a high balcony, trying to climb down. First I try it by using my hands, and then jumping to the ground, but the ground was too far down. I needed help to get back up on the balcony. I then try climbing down on a rope. When I finally got to the bottom, I was back in the "redlight district" of town getting ready to condemn, condemn, condemn! I thought that with my loud condemning voice, I thought that I could get these ungodly sinners to repent! But before I started, a brother in the Lord wanted to take me to dinner. He started to tell me about his preacher and how he started preaching with the spirit of conviction, instead of preaching condemnation. As this brother was speaking to me, I saw myself in the church that he was from, just listening to his pastor. As this pastor was speaking, I saw a greenish mist just shooting right out of him towards me. And instantly, I started bawling like a baby. I felt the conviction of God just hitting me in the gut. And I started to repent with Godly sorrow. By this dream, I believe that God was telling me that there is more power by the power of conviction, then what there was by trying to condemn the people out of their sins. Then I awaken from my dream.
PepperJack
In my dream, I was in the "redlight district" of town. I saw prostitutes walking out from the front door of a building going upstairs with their "johns" to the building next door. I knew that I wanted to preach to them. Or should I say, go and start condemning them to hell because of their sins. Next in my dream, I was on a high balcony, trying to climb down. First I try it by using my hands, and then jumping to the ground, but the ground was too far down. I needed help to get back up on the balcony. I then try climbing down on a rope. When I finally got to the bottom, I was back in the "redlight district" of town getting ready to condemn, condemn, condemn! I thought that with my loud condemning voice, I thought that I could get these ungodly sinners to repent! But before I started, a brother in the Lord wanted to take me to dinner. He started to tell me about his preacher and how he started preaching with the spirit of conviction, instead of preaching condemnation. As this brother was speaking to me, I saw myself in the church that he was from, just listening to his pastor. As this pastor was speaking, I saw a greenish mist just shooting right out of him towards me. And instantly, I started bawling like a baby. I felt the conviction of God just hitting me in the gut. And I started to repent with Godly sorrow. By this dream, I believe that God was telling me that there is more power by the power of conviction, then what there was by trying to condemn the people out of their sins. Then I awaken from my dream.
PepperJack