It's taken us a long time to understand what dad really means by Apostolic Center. It was not till a few days ago when he said that Latter Rain and the Apostolic Center are two separate entities. That's when I realized I have no idea what he meant.
He is involved in three ministries: Family Journey, the Apostolic Center and Latter Rain. Those from Family Journey and Latter Rain came join the Apostolic Center. Even those from other ministries, from other countries can join the Apostolic Center. He has sons and daughters from all over.
I realized that I have been having a heart for Latter Rain, but not the Apostolic Center. I wanted to start a church, to reach out and to set up a home base. I didn't see the Apostolic Center as a base but I saw it as a one stop center. I didn't see it as a home. I saw Latter Rain as a home, a family -- people of the same heart and same mind; a place where everyone is welcomed -- an outreach and a place of healing.
But he saw the Apostolic Center as his family -- his sons and daughters, those aligned with him. Those involved in various positions, able to impact nations. The Family Journey, tho it is a family, do not all see him as a father. Only a select few from there are truly aligned with him. Latter Rain, tho founded by him, is an open door to all kinds of people, including those who don't know Christ yet - even though it is a family, it runs as a church -- we bring new people in all the time.
But the Apostolic Center is a very closed door family. It's by invitation only, core group only. It's nothing like a Bible School. A Bible School would be open to public. This is more like the White House - a command center and a CIA base, where very few people are allowed to come to.
I had a dream last night, thank God. What a relief. It seemed to be some sort of gathering at the Apostolic Center. It was like a conference but the difference was that everyone that came seemed to take him as their spiritual father. They know him personally -- and they were from various organizations and various countries. There was a large group from the Philippines. I think they were easily twenty or more of them. A lot of people from Australia, but different parts of Australia. And a good lot from South Australia but from different organizations. A very senior guy from Egypt, probably a hundred years old was there.
And he had a chance to speak his heart over many sessions over the next few days. And they had a chance to get to know each other and make valuable connections.
There were various one-storey buildings. They were filled during the conference. I don't know where they stayed but I distinctly remember the main rooms, where we gathered. It seemed the place was too small.
There was an art room where artists like me gathered to share ideas and learn from each other and to make connections and encourage each other. Canvases and painting equipment. I had mine but mine was a bit different. I made a couple of friends.
There were manicured gardens, glass doors, glass walls in white rectangle buildings that were connected to each other in a weird angle. There were toilets -- I remember that because I had to use one. And there was a large tree -- probably a hundred years old as well but those people didn't seem to think it was a hundred years old -- I sure did.
Many courtyards and gardens. Many people walking all over the place. I was talking to people from all over the world whom I've never met before. That's what I remember.
* tRUST & OBey the LORD *
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