Dream: My Love in an African Village


In my dream this morning, I visited a village in Africa.  The village was away from a lot of civilization and only had twelve huts.  

Although I don’t naturally speak their language, Holy Spirit helped me and I not only spoke their language, but understood what was said.  There wasn’t anything that we would call modern there, but the hearts of the people.

The whole village had come to know the LORD as their Savior.  Yet, I didn’t see anyone who looked foreign here whom I would have thought was a missionary among them.

So I asked, because people from other villages would come saying they had traveled three or more days to get there.  I didn’t understand why they’d come, until I saw what they’d brought with them in a cart, carried by others, or on an animal.  There would be someone very sick, sometimes almost dead, or someone missing an arm, leg, or eyes had been gouged out or ear cut off by a sword.

When this happened, I would first hear the people begin singing praises to the LORD.  They would stop everything there were doing and come gather around the person who had been brought to them for healing.

You could tangibly feel Holy Spirit moving among them.  They didn’t need a person to lead them in anything, because they all followed the Holy Spirit.  Then it was as if the children began to come out from between and behind the adults, like they were coming out of hiding.

They too, were pouring out their hearts to the LORD.  Then I would hear a voice say, “Be healed in Jesus Name.”  The sick would be made well, limbs or body parts would be created and the nearly dead or dead would come to life, in the middle of the crowd of people.

I looked around and everyone was excited about what the LORD had done and they were all praising Him and glorifying His Name.  There wasn’t any pushing or shoving to get people out of the way.

I asked, “Who did this?” and they all looked at me like I was crazy or something.  Then a child of two or three years old came to me and tugged on the edges of my jacket.  I looked down and they were just grinning from ear to ear.  I knew this was the one the LORD had used in healing the person/s.

Every day and sometimes two or three times a day someone would come to the village for healing.  But each time it happened, a different child would come to tug on my jacket or pants leg, and be grinning from ear to ear, when I would ask, “Who did this?”

Pretty soon it was obvious that it wasn’t any one person being chosen by Holy Spirit, it was a random selection of a different child each time and there wasn’t a competitive spirit among them to be the chosen one.  When I asked how they knew who Holy Spirit would use, they would just say, “they just knew” or “He whispered in my ear.”

So I asked the LORD, “What is going on here?”

He said, “They know their children are their greatest treasure, aside from their salvation and relationship with Me.  So they guard them, and teach them.  They value them, as they do Me.

This village had no children ten years ago and mistreated each other.  They had sacrificed their children in desperation to their god.  They all blamed each other for every lie they believed and none were willing to take responsibility for their own actions.  There were only three huts here at that time and only six remaining adults.

I sent them one, who had gone through much, but was willing to lay down their life for Me.  They almost did, because when they entered the village and the leader became very sick, My Messenger was blamed.

The people in the village were ready to kill My Messenger, when they asked to be taken to the ailing leader.  When My Messenger was taken into the hut, everyone tried to cram into it, at the same time.  Figuring out that they couldn’t all fit, some had to wait outside.

My Messenger sat on the ground beside the ailing leader and began to sing softly to Me.  As they sang, Holy Spirit began to come into the hut and filled it, because their song was for Holy Spirit to come and fill the place.  So Holy Spirit did, He filled the place.

My Messenger was still sitting on the ground beside the leader and softly said, “Be healed, in Jesus Name.”  The leader was healed and immediately sat up smiling.

That day, the whole village stopped their wicked ways and listened to their first message of salvation.  All came to know Me as LORD and Savior of their life. My Messenger stayed with them and taught them My Ways.

The whole atmosphere of the village changed from sadness, grief, death, jealousy, cruelty, idolatry, and more, to one of joy, happiness, life, kindness, hope, worshipping Me and more.  Then they began having children again, not out of necessity to sacrifice to a false god, but in love as a gift from their God.

The people rejoiced and My Messenger taught them how to love unconditionally through example, and wisdom from Me.  Just as I loved all who were there, they began to transition and learn what unconditional love really was, according to My standards.  The people learned right from wrong, because they had only been doing before, what they’d been taught for generations.  They instilled the way of Holiness and Truth into their little ones.

Then someone came to the village who was very sick.  My Messenger taught them how to sing praises and worship Me, their God and to ask for Holy Spirit to come.  Then My Messenger prayed and the visitor was healed, simple and direct.

The visitor left the village well, but the sickness they had brought, stayed. The children and some of the adults became ill.  My Messenger watched as the people began to gather to sing over each one, who fell ill.  They would drop everything, to serve Me and help those who were ill.  Then a child would come forward to pray, just as My Messenger had taught them.

Then My Messenger became ill.  The people gathered around My Messenger to sing and pray.  But it was time for My Messenger to come home to Me, they had completed their last assignment.

The people of the village were very sad to see My Messenger leave, but the people understood My Messenger was coming home to Me and they rejoiced.  Since then, they have continued on the path I started them on.

They love Me as never before.  Villages near and far bring their sick to them, for they know they will be healed if they come and allow Holy Spirit to have His Way.

The people of the village know the value of a relationship with Me.  They have found the treasure in their children, which has helped them to grow even more.

The village has grown to 12 huts from the original three.  They are soon to expand even more as My Love continues to grow through them as well.

I fiercely guard this group of My Beloveds.  They have gone through much and learned from it, to lie down to worship Me and serve Me at all cost.  I have won their hearts, as they have won Mine.”


God Bless You!
Beverly Juelsgaard-Fischer

Beverly Juelsgaard-FischerGod has allowed Beverly to minister all over the world through the internet, and in person through conferences, church services, and small groups.  Beverly’s heart is to see the Body of Christ walk in the freedom that God means for them, so they can develop a deep intimacy with Father God, Jesus and Holy Spirit.  She ministers to others through prophetic words, and other gifts, bringing breakthrough and calling people into a constant pursuit of His Heart to actively hear His voice for themselves and others. Beverly lives near Danville, VA.

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