Oil Field

I am a worker in an oil field.

I am working on the top of an oil drill/rig. It looks like Texas. I turn the wrench, and oil comes out. I turn it more, and it gushes.

I am covered in oil. I move from rig to rig making sure that oil keeps flowing.

I see musical notes coming out of the ground as the oil stacks up on top of the ground.

An elephant comes and vacuums up the oil. I point him to the storehouses where the lamps are. Thousands upon thousands.

I see a big pile of body parts. There are limbs and stuff. I place each part in a gift box – one by one and hand deliver them to the person. There is a Salvation Army band that follows me and plays every time a new body part is given out.

It’s like a parade and party.

i see lightning fall from heaven and strike the oil field. Fire! Great fire!

But, no one is burned.

A big red balloon floats over the field. There are birds in it – a crow and an eagle. It looks like a racoon too. A mocking bird sits on the edge of the basket. These are the distractions and thieves sent to the prophet to keep him from watching over the move of the Spirit.

But, God sends the rain, and they leave. The eagle soars above the clouds while the others crash to earth.

They put on those silver firefighter suits and try to put out the fire of God.

No chance.