DREAM ABOUT MIKE BICKLE AND A MESSAGE TO MUSICIANS
I dreamt that I was in Mike Bickle’s office at IHOPKC, watching a transition take place. The office itself was huge with massive bookshelves on the walls behind Mike’s desk. It was clear this space had been built and designed specifically for him. But, it had been determined that he needed to make room for a new leader and go to a smaller office in the back. Though neither wanted this, it became a necessity, and they quickly began to dismantle the custom bookshelves to make room for the new leader.
As they began to take down the shelves, Mike motioned to a specially-designed wooden T-bar that held up the bookshelves. It was heavy and even had hinges, definitely custom made (it actually looked like a wooden yoke for oxen). But, as they focused on saving this custom piece, the shelves began to fall. Suddenly, I recognized on an upper shelf, my own violin in its case, sitting open as a trophy piece. I knew it’s value and had no idea it had been placed there. Evidently, there were several other instruments that had been placed there as show pieces.
In their haste to save this custom support piece, my violin started to fall off the shelf. I only caught it at the last second and was shocked that they could be so careless. This instrument meant the world to me and it hadn’t even been secured, nor did they even seem to notice. They continued on their work with the shelves while I carefully examined my instrument to make sure it was OK. I was in tears realizing how easily I could have lost it.
