The Welcome Wagon comes to the Mountain

When Linda and I were considering buying a house in Moravian Falls, we visited for a week at New Years. We had the opportunity to stay at a little house built on the land once owned by the Moravians (a great missionary group from the past who were part of a 24 hour prayer movement that went on for over 100 years). The first night we stayed at this little cabin nestled in woods on the mountain, I had a dream that a faceless woman from the Welcome Wagon of the mountain arrived at the door. I invited her in and she set up a stack piled high with high-tech communications equipment in the middle of the living room of this small cabin. She told me that I would be provided with all the high-tech equipment I would need for what God has called me to do.