I am a cowboy on the plains at night. The campfire is burning, and I am drinking coffee. Out of a cave in the mountains above me come two lights. The lights are angels carrying a scroll and a sword.
I trade my smaller sword (more like a dagger) for the angel’s sword. It is brilliant and shiny – sharp on both sides with a big gold and silver handle and jewels on it. The angel tells me that this is what I have been contending for. All the hours and energy in toil and labor has bestowed upon me a sword that can cut through all darkness just as they cut the darkness when approaching me. Where I am going, I will need this sword.
Then, the other angel lifted up the scroll and read the words that I am now knighted in the kingdom. As a knight, I carry the governmental authority to expand the King’s domain. My task is to take land. I will survey and conquer and possess. once I possess, i will turn over the land to the shepherd assigned to the land. I will serve as a watchman for a time until new land is assigned to me. I am to carry my sword everywhere for it will not only cut the darkness, but its brilliance will keep me in the light.
As the angels depart, I see the sun starting to peer over the horizon. Its a new day. And, I have a new job.
I see that my horse has four names on his legs. These are “love”, “honor”, “power” and “integrity” and are the four pillars from which my ministry will stand.
Without any of these functioning, my work will go nowhere.
The horse is white. Her name is purity. Upon her, I will ride across the nation and into many foreign lands.
I carry a hacksaw attached to my belt for cutting off the chains that bond people. But, the hacksaw is to be left – it is not mine to keep but to give so that others can free even more.
I have a wash bin to wash the feet of all of those that I come in contact with. Oil is all around me. Lightning follows me wherever I ride. I see me plowing up fields all across America.
Flowers sprout up everywhere. Beauty shines all around.
I see the rains coming. Rains that fall in the sunlight. Crystal clear water floods the land, but in it, there is only life.
The chains of those in bondage flow in the flood and raging river waters. Freedom is upon the land.
The Spirit of God shall be poured forth upon all of the land. It shall rise up and flood America.
This is the year.