I see an easel in a white room. It’s a classroom. On the top section of the easel are the words, “FEW ARE CHOSEN”.
They are written in big black letters. The bottom third of the easel is blood red. It’s almost as if it is actual blood. You can almost see it moving. I see an Indian scout paddling up and down the blood. He is looking for something – or someone.
I believe that God is purifying His people, and only a select few will get to see the glory come from them. Purity is their banner, and they are proving themselves trustworthy. Even today, the LORD’s eyes run to and fro looking for someone. For, we are pioneering new places in Christ.