PROPHETIC DREAM OF JONESTOWN

DREAM: “JONESTOWN”                   Aug. 28, 2017 7:48am

“They evicted my business license!” These were the first words out of Jim’s mouth just after I had finished telling his wife that some woman called on the phone, and she asked me if this was Jonestown.

“Yes.” I replied.

I explained to the woman that we were a peaceful religion, and that if she needed to call the police, she should.

There was a channel of mud about six-feet wide and two and a half feet deep. I had just finished commenting on how cold it was. That was when I told Mrs. Jones about the phone call. I became very worried about the rest of the group becoming hostile… even violent toward me!

As I briefly scanned the large newly settled campground, I noticed Jim. He was wearing a long-sleeve white religious shirt, as he gave the announcement about our landlord not renewing our lease. I wondered if I could have said something more to the lady as images of our “eviction” flashed through my mind. Maybe, I could have said something more… I could have invited her for a personal tour of the compound, perhaps.

Anyway, now I was scared of what might happen to me. …If I had only not shared the news of the call from an outsider with Mrs. Jones. I had just told her about the call, so it was too late to take it back. She now knew that I was the one responsible for the commune’s lease being canceled.

I was concerned that the group would be less than forgiving, and that they might even try to kill me! If Jim would have only made his announcement a few seconds earlier, then I would not have said anything to Mrs. Jones, and I wouldn’t be in the hot-water I was now beginning to boil in.