David, MA Theological Studies

i have been a teacher and apologist for the church. one day last summer, i asked Jesus if He was calling me to the office of prophet. that night i had a dream.

i’m with saints, running from demons in dungeons. but we’re surrounded. suddenly, i’m in glowing white robes, my visage like a holy cleric. raising rod & staff, i cry, “i’m a prophet of the Most High God!” light flashes, radiating out. demons shriek, shadows flee, darkness wisps away like smoke.

from 2024 to 2026, i had many dreams like this one. sometimes, i met angels. sometimes, God.

i had this dream some weeks ago.

i was in a church preaching from a scroll. black ink scribbled Luke 23:46 then Luke 4:18-19 on it. my eyes fell on 23:46, but a thick slash struck through it, leaving me staring at 4:18-19. i woke up & read.

Luke 23:46 are Jesus’s last words to conclude his earthly ministry, when on the cross he’d finished his mission & cried out, “Father, into your hands I commit my spirit.” then he breathed his last.

Luke 4:18-19 are Jesus’s first words to introduce his earthly ministry, often called his “Nazareth Manifesto” because it’s his mission statement—he promised the poor he’ll care for them. because God gave me a good look at Luke 4:18-19, leaving this passage unmarked & the last thing seen in the dream, let’s read the whole passage:

He went to Nazareth, where he had been brought up, and on the Sabbath day he went into the synagogue, as was his custom. He stood up to read, and the scroll of the prophet Isaiah was handed to him. Unrolling it, he found the place where it is written:

“The Spirit of the Lord is on me,
because he has anointed me
to proclaim good news to the poor.
He has sent me to proclaim freedom for the prisoners
and recovery of sight for the blind,
to set the oppressed free,
to proclaim the year of the Lord’s favor.”

Then he rolled up the scroll, gave it back to the attendant and sat down. The eyes of everyone in the synagogue were fastened on him. He began by saying to them, “Today this scripture is fulfilled in your hearing.”

i had another dream many months ago. a white basket came down from heaven & sat in my lap. inside the basket’s left half, lay treasure glowing with immeasurable worth—pearl of great price, lost coin, hidden treasure in a field, all-in-one. inside the right half, sheaves of wheat standing up, densely packed & ready for harvest.

in two more dreams, a man led an immeasurable host of poor people to a sea, where he breathed on the waters. with each breath, waters receded until they could all cross parted seas. again, a man was raised up to the skies on a tower of poor folk like himself, where he was told to jump. he landed safely, walking with prophets of old.

i’m following dreams, & God has put on my heart to plant a church with a free seminary open to all.