Behold in a dream of the night season ...I found myself at the intake facility of a prison ...and was waiting ...to go be locked up ...and I was prepared ...as I knew of the works of the prisons of men ...(having been a teacher in a prison before) and had put on the garment of a prisoner ...and as well I knew, that I was only allowed certain things ...and so I had prepared the simple things ...that I knew were allowed in the prisons of men ...and I waited in the cold, antiseptic halls and way of hard stone ...and looked upon the hardness of the place and the oppressive control ...
And a woman appeared in a uniform ...and I knew she had rule in the prison of men ... and she knew it too ...yet a worldly kindness was about her ...and she gave me new clothes to wear ...and the new clothes were exactly the same as I had on ...for as I said before ...I knew the ways of the prisons of men ...nevertheless new clothes were given me ...and iron chains were put on my hands and feet ..by the woman ...and by this iron I was bound ...and my footsteps ordered ...so that control over my flesh would be assured ...and this was all that the prisons of men can do is to bind the flesh of a man ...
And behold an man who was once my friend ...and had called himself a "christian" appeared ...yet he had betrayed me unto death in a former time ...nevertheless I had forgiven him ...and tried to make up for his betrayal ...and I found out that he had rule over the whole prison ...of men ...this man who called himself a "christian" had rule over the prison of men ...and had appointed the woman to rule ...over the prisoners ...and he spoke to the officers of the prison ..and told them that I was to be put in a certain part of the prison ...a place apart from others ...
And I was taken to the door that opened into the prison ...and waited patiently for the door to be opened by the worldly officers ...and the door was opened that I might see the entire prison ...
Behold ...it was a city ...like unto a nation ...and vast ...and the spirit of wicked bondage was the same ...and the all the people in the prison ...were the peoples of the city ...the great city ...and so bound were they ...that they nolonger saw the chains on their feet and hands ...neither did they know they were in prison ...neither did they care ...
And as I was walking down the wide stairs into this dark and hellish place ...a man came forth upon the steps ...to block my way ...yet as he looked closer at his shoes ...and he saw not the chains on his feet ...but loved his expensive shoes ...and polished them ...and would have me praise the shoes he walked in ...yet I did praise his walk ...even he blocked my way down the stairs ...and I said to him excuse me ...yet he heard it not ...neither did he see me ...and so I walked around the man ...that neither hears or can see ...and went to the hard stone ...black marble ...building that I was ordered into ...and no one ..(save only a few) knew I was there ...in the streets and in the buildings of captivity ...the prison ...that was the "great city" ...
And it seems to me ...I am to be still a teacher in the prison of men ...save these don't know they are prisoners ...or their bondage ...even as I am a prisoner here myself ...yet of my God my father and his son; my Lord Jesus ...am I free ...
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