Twice last year I had a vision from God, this is one of them:
I saw outside myself, but I was in the picture. Like watching a movie that you are controlling your actions in at the same time. I saw myself and a crowd of men like me standing waist deep in turbulent ocean water. It was myself, but better than I am now, and those with me were also gifted with pinnacle bodies as well.
As we stood in the ocean waters, oil began to pour from our brows, coating our beards and rolling off of us in waves across the ocean waters. The storm became calm, and it was through us that the Lord brought peace to the sea.
I don’t know what this means, and I’ve had no further guidance nor wisdom along this line. I have yet to find a turbulent place that I thought I could bring peace to. Instead, I merely hold fast to my Father’s word, and I seek as many situations as I can where I may do some good.
I may never find where this gift fits into the world, but I’d rather explain to my Father how I searched and couldn’t find what to do with it, than how I sat back and did nothing with a direct message from Him.