The Fisherman without a Net; The Harvest is Now…Are You Equipped?

Prophetic Dream – The Fisherman without a Net; The Harvest is Now…

Are You Equipped?

By Joanie Stahl. (June 2016)

In the very wee hours of June 23, 2016, I had a dream. After, I awoke deeply stirred and immediately knew with exaction what the interpretation was.  After you read the dream below, I will give the interpretation. I firmly believe is for everyone that reads it.

Dream:

In my dream, I was on a beautiful, white, state of the art fishing boat.  The weather was calm and mild.  The sea was hushed and without breezes, typical of early coastal mornings. I was kneeling at the very back of the boat, leaning upon the rails and looking out at the beautiful ocean.

The sea was so peaceful, but as I looked out upon it, suddenly and out of nowhere, fish were beginning to boil. This was happening right in front of me, as far as my eye could see.

However, this was no ordinary fish boil.  I noticed there was more than one species. In fact, out in front of me was every kind of fish in the sea. They ranged from tiny to enormous, each swimming and leaping out of the water. All the species were intermixed. They were not in separate schools, but rather they were teaming together.

In the midst of all the smaller fish, I saw whales and other colossal fish. I watched as they rose to the surface, then dove back down again into the sea. It was like no fish boil I had ever seen.  It was not normal. I beheld in amazement, wondering what I was seeing and how this could be.

It was as if they were brought to the fishing vessel by God.  They were all around the boat – everywhere!  They were thick en masse, meaning the waters were very thick with multitudes of fish.  

I realized that this was a fisherman’s jackpot.  I looked around to see what I could catch them with.  There was nothing in the boat, not even a fishing pole.  I concluded that this did not matter because this was nothing a fishing pole could accomplish.  This was clearly something only a net could attain.  Even still, any net that would have been available would not have worked. This was due to the sheer volume of fish, and the many different classes there were, including their sizes.

I looked around again and all I had next to me was a little tin bucket.  I looked at the bucket and then back at the sea. It was thick with every species of sea life, and I had nothing to catch them with.

I also knew that this would not last long. Time was of the essence, and there would not be a special chance like this much longer. This is because fish boils only last for a certain, limited, amount of time.

I looked back at the stupid tin bucket, feeling panic and grieved. I hung my head down, knowing I had not prepared or planned for this great opportunity – it appeared that I was going to miss out, that it would be too late for me. I had no time to prepare, being that I was already out in the great deep ocean.

The fact that I was on a pristine, state of the art fishing vessel, but had nothing to fish with, made me so sad. I was so deeply upset and ashamed.  I just hung my head down and cried. I was overwhelmed with feelings of helplessness, as I watched out over the ocean. There was such an array of every kind of fish, yet I had nothing to catch them with. 

Then I awoke.

Interpretation:

In the beginning of my dream, I was on a beautiful boat out in the middle of the deep ocean. It was a pristine boat, which meant that this boat was the best any fisherman could ever dream of. The beautiful, shining white color of the boat, represented something of heaven.

The calmness of the sea and weather was because it was morning. I know this, having grown up all my life at the beach.  The best fishing occurs during this time. There was not even a ripple on sea, just perfect calmness.

I was kneeling at the back of the boat, the area where the anglers casting their fishing lines. I was alone on the boat, kneeling down at the very back with my forearms on the rails.  My kneeling down was indicative of my life of prayer. The fish that began to team and boil around the fish were sudden and unexpected.  It grew and grew until as far as my eyes could see. The ocean tossed and churned with the excessive energy of the fish. The unnatural aspect of seeing every kind of fish intermixed, from tiniest to colossal, was the Lord showing me that this is indeed harvest time. 

Each species represented “every people, tribe, nation and tongue”, ripe for harvest.  The suddenness is just that – it is not next month, nor next year, it is NOW. The weather and seas being calm represented our common lives.  We cannot see below the water, nor can we see what is coming.  The suddenness is going to come upon us without warning.

I had no fishing poles, only a stupid, small, tin bucket.  Even in the dream, this caused an understanding that I was not remotely prepared for the harvest.  Who goes fishing with an obtuse baby-sized tin bucket?  My kneeling while merely enjoying the weather and sea, revealed to me that I was not aware of my own selfishness.  The bucket proved that I was not only unprepared, but did not plan for the harvest.  I was on the most state of the art fishing vessel, which should have been fully equipped, providing me with every necessity imaginable. However, because of my lack of preparing and focus on self, the boat was empty of any harvesting equipment that I needed, causing increased shame.

In my shame, I realized that my efforts would have been in vain, even if I did have a big net. I was alone and would not have had the ability to hoist it out nor take it back in. Also, in all reality, there is no type of net known to mankind that was capable of harvesting the sheer volume of fish out of the sea. [Especially due to the limited time I had]. I wrestled in prayer about this part of the dream. I was so stumped because I needed to know HOW we will be able to bring in this last days harvest. I knew the Lord would want me to know this in order to share this crucial information. Well, He answered my prayer. A friend sent me a video from You Tube entitled, “The Last Reformation- the Beginning (2016) Full Movie”. It is an hour and half, but it is of vital importance that all Believers watch this movie ASAP! In it are the answers we NEED. It parallels exactly with this dream. This video brought tears and spoke greatly to me, as it will to everyone. Here is the link: https://youtu.be/zka4DUYeJ5g

Back to the dream; the Lord revealed that when the harvest suddenly comes, what is in our hands will determine exactly how we were preparing, and whom we were preparing for.  In this case, the Lord showed me that I had missed the mark of loving the lost and preparing for my part of their rescue from this “present evil age.” Presently, we are on the verge of so many events we have to prepare for; a decent food supply, places to escape for safety if need be, saving money to purchase gold, silver, and other precious metals. Due to all the preparations, the Lord is warning me that we are not paying attention to the ripened harvest. The fact that the boil was sudden, yet built up quite quickly, showed me that there is but a very short window to prepare ourselves for the biggest and final catch.

I understand that this was no normal fish boil.  For those of you who do not know what a fish boil is, it is when a school of fish go into a feeding season and feed at the surface of the water.  They hunt for the smaller schools of fish, then surround and eat them.

Also, when fishermen spot a boil, it is like hitting a gold vein.  Anglers will fish all day long, as long as it takes, because of the ease of the catch. The main focus of this entire dream was what stood out the most – that these fish, all thickly gathered together, represented all the nations of the world. I was also aware that the sea in itself represented the world. These fish were brought to the boat I was in. I was aware of this because the boat was not moving. It was just lingering in the water, stagnant. It was God who had brought them to the boat, all at the same time.  

I was alone in the boat with no one to help me.  This was purposefully meant for me to understand that it was not so much an open rebuke to me, but that the Lord was letting me know that it is now the time that we gather together as His fishermen – His hearty, robust fishermen, and work together.  

Remember in John chapter 21, how Christ appeared to His disciples and they discovered a miraculous draught (catch) of fish, and then He dined with them?

After the Lord appeared unto His disciples twice, His disciples were gathered together and Simon Peter said to them, “I go a fishing,” They all replied that they would go with him.  I am sure Peter figured that since the Lord had appeared to them, that the Lord meant it was time to go back to the work of being a fisherman, or perhaps just to get away and go fishing.

“They went forth, and entered into a ship immediately; and that night they caught nothing.  But when morning was now come, Jesus stood on the shore, but the disciples knew not that it was Jesus. Then Jesus saith to them, Children, have ye nay meat?  They answered Him, No.

And He said unto them, Cast the net on the right side of the ship, and ye shall find.  They cast therefore, and now they were not able to draw it for the multitude of fishes.  Therefore that disciple whom Jesus loved saith unto Peter, It is the Lord.  Now when Simon Peter heard that it was the Lord, he girt his fisher’s coat unto him, (for he was naked,) and did cast himself into the sea.

And the other disciples came in a little ship; (for they were not far from land, but as it were two hundred cubits,) dragging the net with fishes.  As soon as they were come to land, they saw a fire of coals there, and fish laid thereon, and bread.

Jesus saith unto them, Bring of the fish ye have now caught.  Simon Peter went up, and drew the net to the land full of great fishes, and hundred and fifty and three, and for all there were so many yet was not the net broken.  Jesus Saith unto them, Come and dine.  And none of the disciples durst ask Him, Who art thou?  Knowing it was the Lord.”  John 21:3-12.  (KJV).

Notice it began with one person making the decision.  The rest followed Peter. They fished all night and caught nothing.  But, in the morning they were commanded of Jesus to NOW cast their nets out and they would find.  The night represents our efforts up until this present time to use much of our human strength to “be fishers of men.“  In my dream it was morning when there were every kind of fish imaginable, for it says, “The night is far spent and the day is at hand.”

I fully believe that this great harvest of “every kindred, and tongue, and people, and nation” is upon us. Jesus means to redeem as many as is possible; not by our own means, but by His giving us the command to “cast the net on the right side and we will find!”  I am deeply moved by this dream.  I know now that I have seen the harvest in its fullest capacity.  God will bring it to us.  He will tell us what to do as He did long ago to those few fishermen.

I tossed my tin bucket aside, and as soon as I woke, I repented for only preparing for myself and family.  I was not considering that because I am saved, sealed by the “precious Blood of the Lamb“, and my name written in His Book, I also must take into consideration that I am already in the boat, while the nations around me are ripe for harvest as I hold the net.

“Say not ye, There are yet four months, and then cometh harvest?  behold, I say unto you, Lift up your eyes, and look on the fields:  for they are white already to harvest.”  John 4:35.  (KJV)

“Then saith He unto His disciples, The harvest truly is plenteous, but the laborers few; Pray ye therefore the Lord of the harvest, that He will send forth laborers into His harvest.”  Matthew 9:37-38.  (KJV)

This word is not just for me, but for all of us who “live and move and have His being.” 

It is for those of us who loves what He loves, and are an integral part of this work; He is wanting to entrust us with this.  The time to fully prepare is now.  He is going to bring you the harvest…bring it to all of us.  No more baby-sized tin buckets.  Only the the net; the Gospel net that does not break as we drag it heaven bound.