This morning, about 2:30, I suddenly woke up, and a dream could be clearly remembered.
There is a very large house, where the cooked rice is full of house, and the whole house is full of cooked rice, and a man at the top are working to make the rice down and seems
to have the rice loaded, inside the house there is a long arm- rest elevator from the top to the floor, and you are getting downstair from the top and i am so happy to meet you again,
i try to hug you, however you seem very shy but finally seem to hugged.
My fried in Shanghai speaks and reads English well but his writing may need work. Here is the interpretation I sent him.
Let me suggest the possible interpretation. The house clearly is the House of God, as in
“I Peter 2:5 Ye also as living stones are built up a spiritual house, a holy priesthood, to offer up spiritual sacrifices acceptable to God by Jesus Christ.”
The house is the people of God in China, of course, because that is where you are. Rice is the absolute necessity to the people of Asia in general and to China in particular. The rice then is God’s food for His people. It is already cooked which means it is ready to eat, and since it fills the house, everyone gets enough. It looks like God is planning a massive teaching for His people in China.
I am happy to see myself there. Perhaps God will let me feed the meal to my Chinese friends.
Now I do not remember any Chinese ever hugging me – that is an American thing – but it sounds OK to me if it now happens in China too. Blessings!
A student in my Bible Class suggested that the elevator with the arm is an escalator. I hope so. I want nothing more than to return to China to teach.
Readers, God is doing something in China. Be ready.