*BLOG: Intentional Community

Several years ago I went through a year of being shown many dreams and visions about the future. It was a sudden expansion. These visions shaped my understanding of the times we are living in and my journey since.

I was shown many events and changes that were coming. I saw the current economic crisis and the deep impact it would have. That it would last many years. I was shown the challenges with Islamic laws trying to shape how we treat families, women and children. I saw the agenda to push Islam into celebrity culture and even fashion. I was shown the challenges over redefining Marriage and in one particular vision I was shown Group Marriage with five people getting ‘married’ at the same time. I saw the rise of violence in computer games that very young people would be exposed to and how the porn-industry would try and influence younger and younger people. That the marketing would get more invasive and subtle. I was disturbed and it awakened me to pursue God for a different outcome. I knew we were entering times of great change.

Amongst the visions I also saw some very positive, encouraging things. I was shown the glory that is coming – that many would be clothed with the cloud. They would feel it every single day. I saw the miracles. Stadium events filled with young people, being financed even by the Police due to massive impact it was having. I saw a newspaper front page saying “Leg Grows Out” with photos. I saw news reporters on TV getting visibly moved by the sudden Presence of the Spirit as they were interviewing this new generation of Christian. I saw visible signs such as gold dust appearing on TV. The Radio was playing worship events from the Stadiums. It carried power. I saw hubs of worshipers being covered in the oil of unity, a hidden oil that removed the friction between them. I saw much more. 

As part of this season I was also shown the beginnings of the return of community, true community as it’s meant to be lived. This was something very significant. I saw people gathered in a large living room, all laughing and enjoying one another’s company. But I knew nobody had much money. I saw a wallet and someone opened it up. They had very little inside spare. People were living hand to mouth. This is what made it more startling that they were so happy. God began to speak to me about community. He showed me it’s a natural anti-depresant. That communities bring life. Friendships, value and love. People being together. Not just Christians. There is life there, real life.  

Reminds me of Acts…

“And they continued steadfastly in the apostles’ doctrine and fellowship, in the breaking of bread, and in prayers. Then fear came upon every soul, and many wonders and signs were done through the apostles. Now all who believed were together, and had all things in common, and sold their possessions and goods, and divided them among all, as anyone had need. So continuing daily with one accord in the temple, and breaking bread from house to house, they ate their food with gladness and simplicity of heart, praising God and having favor with all the people. And the Lord added to the church daily those who were being saved.”

Community as its meant to be is coming again to the earth. It’s going to shine. Multitudes will be drawn to true family, a culture of honour and love and value. It will be like a city in a hill in a dark time- a source of hope and light. Hubs of Life! These will not be religious but alive, nitty gritty, glorious life. The seeds for this are here now. We need each other. It’s time to be intentional about community. It’s worth it!

In his eternal bliss, Justin Abraham

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