Matthew 5:16
“In the same way, let your light shine before men, that they may see your good deeds and praise your Father in heaven.”
My Father, I love you.
My faithful daughter, rest, you are Mine and I love you.
Thank-you Lord. These last few days I’ve been hearing the words rest, and “it’s time.” I know there are several things I need to be ready for, and I believe that I’m now ready for all three of them.
Caroline, I have a word for you. You are loved beyond measure.
Yes, I know this, and I’m so amazed by it. Jesus I heard the other day from you that you adore and love me, and I can’t help smiling. Every time I remember these words they bring such deep comfort to my heart…
Come my sweet daughter, rest, for all is well with you.
Reflection:
Last night I woke up at 12:13 and then fell back asleep. Then I woke up at 12:31, but before I looked at the time, I had a knowing that God was waking me up for a purpose, and that there was something significant about the time that I would see. I also had a sense that I would see 13 flipped, so when I looked at the time, I wasn’t surprised by what I saw because the Lord had already told me. The Lord also gave me a dream where I was at the base of a white covered short hill, and on top of the hill was a wall with a white door, which in waking life I know belonged to a house. There were two boys about seven or eight years old with me, and I had a knowing that a Tsunami was fast approaching. I knew that we needed to run up the hill as fast as we could and get into the house and close the door before it hit. As I was taking steps and looking down, I knew that where I was stepping would normally have been covered with water but the water had already receded and was gaining speed towards us. The white covered hill was clean and shiny, and had no dirt on it. Our feet had a good grip on the hill (I have a sense we were wearing runners) even though it was difficult to run up because it was steep. The boys were in front of me and I urgently told them that we needed to run up the hill as fast as we could. They would have been slower if I didn’t speed them up. I ran up the hill behind them and I nudged them with my hands, directing them in the right direction and hurrying us up. Then the next scene we had run through the white door and I closed the door with such a thankful heart. We made it!! Then I told the boys to watch; the water would have so much force that we would be able to see some of it come through the opening between the door and the doorframe. So we watched and sure enough, we saw a little bit of water come in, like it was in slow motion, but the door was so secure and strong that the force of the water behind it didn’t move or shake the door in the slightest. Then I told the kids to come and watch the after affects through the window that was near the door to the right, and just before my dream ended, we were looking out through the window. I know that some kind of difficulty is coming, and I know that God will protect me from the full force of it. The white wall and white door indicates purity, and God opened the door for me; in my dream I wasn’t the one to open the door -only God can open spiritual doors.
I also had a dream where I was scraping earwax out of my left ear with my left pinky finger. I had gotten a good amount and saw it underneath my fingernail, and I held it out in front of me to look at it and was amazed by it; I think I was also telling my sister Connie about it. Spiritually cleaning my ears so I can hear the Lord more clearly. These lyrics haven’t stopped playing in my mind since I woke up.. “stirring up deep deep wells; stirring up deep deep waters, I’m gonna jump in the river, jump in the river…”
I had had another small dream a few nights ago that I’ve been meaning to add; I’ve just not had the time. I saw Jesus my husband’s chest, and I saw vaguely the shape of two big tear drops. I vaguely saw that he was going down into something, like how a person would slowly lower down into a hot tub. Later when I was helping my kids get their lunches ready for school, I saw in my cupboard a mug warmer that we haven’t had for very long, but seeing the logo totally surprised me because the tear drop I saw in my dream actually represents a flame, or a campfire. I thought that was so neat! Of course this campfire reminds me of a dream I had awhile back where I was walking together with Jesus along some backyards, and he led me to someone who was sitting by a campfire who also had someone that reminds me of a mentor or Jesus leading that person too. When we got to where this person was, I held out my hand and introduced myself, saying that I’m a pastor, and corrected myself and said I’m a pastor in training. A campfire represents growing friendship and intimacy between the people who are sitting around the campfire, so this building of relationship, trust, and intimacy, is actually a growing love. This campfire for me represents not only intimacy with Jesus, but also a growing love and intimacy with the calling God has placed on my life. I have more than warmed up to this idea; I absolutely love my calling, but because I’m still so new to it, it still scares me a little. But I know that as I walk in my calling and keep growing in intimacy with Jesus/God and the Holy Spirit, his anointing will come and I know I’ll be running and be victorious in it.
I subbed on Thursday for grade one, and it was teacher appreciation week in the school I always work at, so among many goodies were small boxed portions of Charcuterie! Yesterday I had coffee with my sister at Oakridge Greenhouse Garden Centre near Steinbach; good conversation, good cappuccino, and good dessert.
A few years ago I had dreamt that I was in my current bank and I was in line, waiting to see a teller. At first I thought I could trust this teller, but beside the teller was another person who whispered something into their ear, and it was like they were hiding something, so I couldn’t quite trust them. I had a feeling like I should change banks and then I turned and looked to my right and saw two rows of people who had both their arms up, indicating that the banks they represented would be happy to receive me, and that they were trustworthy. Then I turned again to look behind me, facing a married couple who were walking out of the doors, looking at me and smiling. I’m thinking this speaks about investing in God’s purpose for my life, and I’m thankful that the Lord always leads me where I need to go. I’m writing with my black pen and I’m really liking it! Normally I’d use a blue pen -I go through a lot of them:) Blessings…