I had a dream of a castle with a mote around it and it had a large heavy wooden door. But instead of the door lowering like a bridge over the mote, it was a door that opened from bottom to top. The scene of the castle was very bleary, gray and murky. The door was slightly cracked and bright white light shown from inside the castle. I asked God what the door was all about because it had a very heavy feel. He said that it was the division of things of heaven and earth.Then I saw everyone in the church outside of the castle. They were all on the other side of the mote. Some were teaching, some preaching, some worshiping, each doing their own thing but all simultaneously doing it towards the door. As they were doing this, the crack of light from under the door began to shine on them and made a bridge over the mote. The crack was still very small but the people could hardly stand under the power of it and the ground began to rumble. God said that this is only a fraction of what I have for you. These are just the pre-tremors of what is to come.
