The house is already full. Everywhere I turn, I see people of all descriptions, ages and cultures pressed into every inch of this place.
“Will it hold them all,” I wonder. From room to room there are more people than I ever imagined milling throughout our home. An alarming thought runs through my mind, “Who will feed them?” At once, opening a closet door I look for staples. Shocked, instead are stacks of discarded suitcases and carelessly abandoned old trunks stacked all the way to the ceiling. I wonder, “Will they all actually be staying here? But, where will we fit them?” As I squeeze through the masses in the crowded rooms, I glance through the nearly obstructed window to glimpse outside. Here again, I see huge numbers of what appears to be refugees now walking through the yard and overflowing into the neighbors’ yards. “What will I do? How can I explain this to them?” Further, towards the highway, I see an unending line of desperate people gathering across the landscape . My response is complete shock. “Yes, we knew there would be guests, but this many?” They appears to be hordes of exiles clamoring our way. Some are weary, yet all are expectantly approaching with hope in their eyes. As I ponder in my heart, “We didn’t think there would be this many!“ I see the influx of the hopeful have finally arrived: an infant in the arms of a desperate mother, an elderly couple, one in the wheelchair, street kids, rough looking gangs on motorcycles, disillusioned professionals, people carrying invalids on stretchers; masses from all walks of life, each bringing suitcases and those huge trunks. “Who knew the magnitude? The complexity of it? “So many questions rush through my mind, I feel overwhelmed. God, show me what to do,” I pray.

This is a dream I had in the 80s and again last week concerning the huge influx of new converts coming during the Great Harvest that is about to encroach on Charleston, SC. and world-wide.

The revelation of this dream is two-fold:

First: There will be an enormous Harvest of souls into the Kingdom of God here in Charleston and world-wide.
Second: We, as the church, need to better prepare ourselves for what lies ahead. Count the cost now. Be prepared with the Word in your heart, intimate time with the Lord through worship and prayer for directions for your part, and obey.

The “House” is the Church, the Body of Christ. The “Refugee” is mankind coming out of the world of sin and death into life. Once inside they have entered the Kingdom of God, placing their faith in Jesus Christ’s death, burial, and resurrection. Many will have no idea what they are coming into or where they are headed. That is where the five- fold ministry, discipleship, and mentoring come in. They just know instinctively are fleeing from the impeding darkness surrounding them. On arrival, God will give them ample opportunity to enter for He, the Father of Mercy, will be drawing by His love as Holy Spirit convicts them of their lifestyles of sin. They know the answer lies is ahead. The “Suitcases” discarded refer to their Commitment to be one with the Body of Christ until Jesus’ return. The “Trunks” represent the baggage from their past lives in the world, which eventually will need to be destroyed. The continual questions of alarm by the “Observer” refer to the “Unprepared Church” to handle the multitudes and the inconvenience converts will cause. “Provisions” for the multitude is the Word and training in discipleship. Worrying about what society thinks will be of no consequence if each individual Christian counts the cost beforehand. Jesus Himself said that He who puts his hand to the plow and look back is not fit for the Kingdom. Make your decisions now.

Jesus Himself told us to pray to the Father for Laborers because the fields were white unto harvest. Are you one?

Apostle Carliss Prosser