My Father, I love you.
I love you too my darling. Come near to me this day, and I will give you rest.
Father, hope and expectation are so alive in my heart. There are two things I pointed to, in two separate dreams in the last few nights. In the first one I pointed to a tsunami with my daughter beside me, and in the second dream the night after, I pointed to the person standing and knocking on the door of a home. I was in a tree, looking into the window. I could see a woman sitting at the table with her daughter. The person waiting at the door had needed to push through muddy, knee deep water, pushing through its resistance in order to get to the door. I had caught the woman’s attention and pointed to the person at the door so she would know to go and open it. Father, I believe I know what each dream represents. I don’t think I could have been able to handle the first, knowing about it for so long if You didn’t also make known to me about the second. Knowing about the first has been an extremely difficult road to walk because of how long I’ve needed to carry the weight of it. Knowing about the second has given me hope and something to look forward to.
Come my daughter, all is well with you. You are mine.
My Dad, please show me and put a desire in my heart for something I should do or say that I don’t know about yet, so that I won’t have any regrets later. I don’t want to carry anxiety about it, but I rest in you, trusting you to let it be made known to me if there’s anything more I need to say or do.
My faithful one, I’ve made known to you my thoughts, and will continue to make my thoughts known to you. Rest in me and I will see you through.
Reflection:
Thinking about the last few years, it has been a very difficult journey. All the unknowns about the pandemic…to take the vaccine or not…carrying a heavy spiritual burden for a lengthy amount of time, and working through layers of spiritual captivity in my own heart as God has been taking me deeper into his calling for my life.
Many years ago I had a dream where I was digging in the sand and found a microphone. The enemy quickly snatched it away but Jesus just as quickly, defended me by taking it away from the enemy and giving it back to me. This is how I feel about myself; I feel that I’ve buried myself so deeply in the sand that I’ve forgotten about myself as I’ve been taking on other roles. I hadn’t thought about this dream in this way before today, but as I’m writing, it’s like I’m turning the pages of a book and I’m seeing things in a different perspective. I don’t think I’m buried in the sand anymore. I think that by being obedient to the Lord as I follow him every day, he’s helping me lay things down so I can be who God’s made me to be.
Yesterday my daughter had a tooth pulled to make room for the adult tooth to come, so in the afternoon we watched the second Mary Poppins movie, which we’ve seen a few times already but always enjoy watching again. I thought it was so neat that Mary said she would stay until the door opens. At the end of the movie the door opened for the family to go in and Mary Poppins said it was time. Mary Poppins had also turned back time, so the turned back time was really the right time. Gods timing for the things in our life is the right time, even though it makes no sense to us at the time….but in the end I think we always see Gods wisdom in his timing.😊