Isaiah 48:17
“This is what the Lord says – your Redeemer, the Holy One of Israel: I am the Lord your God, who teaches you what is best for you, who directs you in the way you should go.”
My Father, you are mine -I love you. I worship you, the King over my whole heart.
I love you my daughter -you are Mine. Come, I have a word for you today.
My Dad, please come and fill me with your love. Holy Spirit, I need a deeper sense of your presence -please come!
I am near, my daughter. I am always near.
Father, what word do you have for me?
Caroline, come closer. I’ve made a way for you to draw nearer to me. Be faithful in this my daughter.
Yes Lord; yesterday I had determined to come closer to you through song and through listening to podcasts or watching anointed speakers everyday. I know this will build me up/build up my faith. Father, I hear the word, “more.” Father is there more? Please tell me.
My faithful daughter, come quickly, the time is near.
Help me Father! The battle is yours, so help me follow you.
Reflection:
Hello everyone, I hope you’re well… This is my 422nd post!! 💪🏻 😎 I had a dream last night that was a bit dark. There was a pole that groups of people were climbing up and coming back down. As they would come back down they would say their group number and then they would go around the corner and kill themselves. Then there were people who’s job it was to drag the bodies somewhere, and I vaguely saw someone drag one of the bodies by the leg. In this way this people group was slowly getting smaller and from there they would begin again. I saw a young woman who was very cheerful and just by looking at her I knew she had a pure heart; she was with a small group of younger people. I vaguely heard someone call out their number as they slid down the pole, which could have been 63 but I’m not sure. Then the group he was in, which all had the same number, walked around the corner and killed themselves. They killed themselves because it was the rule. Then there had been another group that had gone up and come down, but there was a man in this group who didn’t want to kill himself so he didn’t; the group of men who he had been with all had killed themselves but he got away. Then I saw there was a grandma who had helped him escape. I saw his hard hat laying on the floor beside another one. Then the authorities found out and had come and they wanted to find out where he had gone. Then I saw that he had written on a white paper, a paragraph length note to his son; I saw his son from the back, holding it up in front of him as he was reading it. The paragraph was a note that explained and comforted his son’s heart, talking about love and missing him.. Then I saw that the dad had gone to his family (they were standing together), and they were having an emotional reunion. Then I saw that the authorities were standing by him and had come to confront him.
This dream speaks to me about not being able to be free to walk in the calling God has placed in my life. I’ve been following where Jesus has been leading me but it’s been so difficult because of the opposition both internally and externally. My journey with Jesus has been like going against what people would normally do. I’ve dreamt about driving against traffic, but every time in my dream there has been an open window where the traffic that was coming towards me had paused, and that was the time I needed to go forward. I’ve often felt like my car had crashed against oncoming traffic, and the way God would show this to me in a dream was that I had sat down because it had been too difficult. In the last few days though I’m sensing that I’ve broken free from something I’ve been believing about my value, and I know the enemy isn’t very happy about that -but I don’t care what the enemy thinks! Anyway, I’ve taken off the hard hat I’ve been wearing, hoping my heart has become more pliable. I’ve kept my heart transparent in my whole journey with Jesus, and I’m thinking that it’s finally paid off, that I’ve seen and I know from the experience of walking such a long journey together -deep down I know in my heart that Jesus is trustworthy, his love is true, and therefore the resistance is finally gone.. I thought the resistance was gone already but now the Lord has shown me that I’ve put down my hard hat, so it must really be true! This needs to be celebrated! I’m ready to go to camp so lets goo!!! (I feel like I’m one of the students:) I was at camp once, at Fisher Bay when I was about 12.) On a side note, I feel like I’m Peter (or was that Paul, NT) in a way because I feel braver when I’m writing, and when it comes to being out there I’m still the quieter/shy person.. I have a bit of a cold deep down in my throat, oh well:) Blessings to you…🪵❤️🔥