Dream About The Bride The Church Pt1 Dr Theresa Phillips


Dream About: The Bride The Groom The Clock The Church Part 1

Theresa Phillips ChicagoProphets@aol.com

This dream was a few years ago but God has brought it up for such a time as this! Dr.Theresa Phillips

I was taken into a three-sequence dream about the Church, AKA the Body of Christ. I felt it is important enough to share.

The dream started with the "Buzz" of the excitement of upcoming nuptials. A HUGE wedding was being planned by a bride-to-be.

I saw the bride begin her personal preparations.

I was taken into a large room made of marble. It was really quite exquisite! The room had a very large circular bathing tub. The tub was filled with water and floating on top were various petals of flowers and oils. The room was filled with attendants and there was ecstasy and exceeding joy.

The Bride-to-be entered the room and the room became hushed. She was magnificently beautiful and her heart was brimming with what might be ahead.

She was saying to herself “I want this so bad! It's my time!”

Her attendants began to cover her with expensive and luscious oils. The aroma was breathtakingly wonderful. After she was attended to, she was clothed in a beautiful white dressing gown. Her attendants were in awe of the beauty she emanated.

She said to herself "I am ready now. I will go to the church. It's my time!" Dressed in a beautiful wedding dress and a veil of old lace, she made quite an entrance at the threshold of an old church. (I was somehow just an observer.)

She entered the church BUT the church was empty She began to cry. An elder of the church said "Why have you come? The Groom is not ready." She was extremely embarrassed and left the church...

The dream continued. Again I was in the marble room. Again the bride was getting ready. She was a bit aggravated this time. Her attendees were trying to "cheer her up." “It's my time," she said.

Again the bathing tub was filled. The petals were strewn across the water. The Aroma filled the room. This time the aroma was spicy and deeply rich. The bride was preparing herself for the DAY. Her attendants were carrying large trays of sweets and pieces of bread into the room. The wine was being poured out.

They were celebrating the wedding to come. The room swelled with people as she was adorned in her finest gems and robes. She was preparing herself for the wedding. (Again I was watching... just an observer to the vision being played out before me.)

Then the shift happened. She was again standing at the threshold of the church. Her hand was filled with costly gems and her gown was bearing the marks of the streets from the time "Before"...when she had been there at the church.

She was nervous and excited. "It's my time," she said. The doors of the church were open wide. She stepped out, crossing the threshold and looking toward the altar, but to her surprise... the bridegroom was not there.

Frantically she looked at the door. She cried "where are you?" She looked up and the clock was ticking away. "It's my time." she cried. “Time! It is my time!"

She began to weep bitterly. Embarrassed and ashamed she ran out the door. She was inconsolable.

Her attendants had abandoned her. She was alone, weeping from embarrassment. She threw off her veil and ran away. Then as she was running, she ran into her intended.

"What did you do to me? You said you loved me! You said you wanted to marry me! You said I was all you ever wanted! Look! I have prepared too hard for you. It took all my resources to prepare for you!”

The Groom-to-be held out his hand and tried to console her. She was sorrowfully bitter and ran away.

He called after her. She stopped. He said "I'll meet you at the right time and we will marry. I love you my beloved."

She wiped away her tears, called her attendants, and said "yes, he loves me. We are going to do this again."

Her attendants were weary. They had heard enough.

My own heart began to break for her. Tears were actually falling down my face. I, at that moment, loved her and wanted to console her, but could not. I was held back, just an observer...

The dream shifted again this time. The bride alone went into the marble room. She poured her own bath.

She was alone and using what she had left, she began to prepare herself for the wedding.

She poured out her oils and her spices. She bathed IN HER DRESS.

"It's my time. I saw him. It's my time" she was saying over and over to herself. She took her wet dress and placed it near a roaring fire... to dry it.

Then she carefully began to dress in another dress. "I'll show him," she said. He won't make a fool out of me again!"

She was angry with the Bridegroom-to-be. She walked over to the fire. She took her dress, dried and dirty, and put it on. She put it on.... over the other dress. She had no tears, just determination to get there.

"It's his last time," she said. But only the walls could hear.

My own heart was beating frantically. Now I was confused. I was hurting for her. I was sure something was happening. I was wishing I was the bride for this groom!

This time she had a carriage. It came to pick her up. She was at the church. The doors were beautiful.

You could hear music playing. My heart was beating.

"I'll see him." I thought. "I'll see him."

She got out of her carriage and made a turn. She did not go through the beautiful doors. She went in the side door. She was trying to sneak in, just in case. She did not want to be seen. She put her hand on the latch to open the door.

Suddenly her dress fell apart and the dress she had on underneath was exposed. I gasped in horror!


She marched into the church. She stood at the altar glaring at him.

The Bridegroom came forth, tears streaming down from his eyes.

"If only..." he said...

She looked at the clock. It was exactly 12 o'clock.

He glanced at her and turned his back. She ran to grab him and he was gone.

She stormed out of the church, threw off what was left of her dress, and said "Who cares! I don't need him!"

I awoke with tears pouring down from my eyes. I was weeping uncontrollably. My pillow had been drenched with tears and sorrow.

Instantly I began to pray. "O Lord, no man knows the day or the hour when you shall come. No man. Not even you!"

Mathew 24: 36 But about that day or hour no one knows, not even the angels in heaven, nor the Son, but only the Father.

I shouted it! I wept over it. I pleaded with The Lord to help me. The burden was so heavy! I began to intercede earnestly like I had not done in some time.

GOD protect your church Save your Church! Remove deception from the church!

This was a picture of what has happened. The People who have said the time, day, and hour... I cried GOD forgive them! Give them another chance! I pleaded with Him. I was there for hours, just weeping over the church.

Do not take the Spirit from us! Don't leave us. Restore us to the faith that YOU ARE COMING AGAIN.

He answered me.

Hebrews 14:5 Let your conversation be without covetousness; and be content with such things as ye have: for he hath said, I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee.

I had peace come over me.

1st Thessalonians 4:16-18 For the Lord himself will come down from heaven, with a loud command, with the voice of the archangel and with the trumpet call of God, and the dead in Christ will rise first. 17 After that, we who are still alive and are left will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air. And so we will be with the Lord forever. 18 Therefore encourage one another with these words.

And I have been reminded of the Five Foolish Virgins who THOUGHT they were ready. This Bride was one of the Foolish ones...she had it all planned. She wanted it her way.

But her bitterness and her desires got in the way of HIS Will. His Divine Will. She lost the Beloved.

NOW we live under a Supernatural Grace. We live in the Grace that GOD will restore us to our First love. He will give us chance and chance again FOR he will never leave us!

I challenged my own heart as I often do... I entered into a repentant mode, just in case I needed to. Was I too eager to step out ahead of HIM? Have I been bitter? Did He not do what I thought he should do when I thought it was to be done?

Had I been just as guilty as the bride in the dream? My answer was yes. I had been all the above throughout my lifetime, in ministry, in my personal walk with Jesus, and in my own mind.

I suspect all of us have... So I did what I had to do JUST IN CASE.

I began to repent for all the above. I asked Him to remind me That He is The Lord and I am His subject. I wept now, different tears. This time they were tears of cleansing, and guess what?

The room began to fill with a Heavenly Presence. I had been received. My tears bathed me. He was near, to strengthen me, as I now go forward a new person. Dr. Theresa Phillips DrTheresaPhillips.com

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