Dad, I’m drawing near to you.
Come my faithful daughter, you are mine.
Father, it’s you who’s taught me about your love as you’ve led me deeper into your heart. Thank you for drawing me near. Learning this from you has brought me deep into your heart where you’ve grounded me. You’ve given me a firm place to stand and have caused my roots to grow deeply into you, deeply into fertile soil. The branch of who I am has grown thick and strong because I’m connected to you, my source of life and freedom.
My faithful daughter, come deeper in and I will show you more, for I am well pleased with you.
My Dad, I am so passionate about going deeper into your heart; about pursuing you in the way you’ve been leading. I’m ready Father, please let’s go!
My daughter, I will surely draw you nearer to me this day, for I am well pleased with you.
Reflection:
This morning God reminded me about a scripture he’d given me many years ago, which I feel like is my story. It’s Psalm 40. This morning he gave me the words, “mud and mire,” which led me to read this passage again. “I waited patiently for the Lord; he turned to me and heard my cry. He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; he set my feet on a rock and gave me a new place to stand. 3: He put a new song in my mouth, a hymn of praise to our God. Many will see and fear and put their trust in the Lord.” I’ve put my trust in him and I don’t hide his righteousness in my heart. I speak of his faithfulness and don’t hide his love and truth. God has extended his mercy to me. The Lord is pleased to save me from my troubles and is my help. The Lord thinks of me and is my help and my deliverer and won’t delay.
The dream the Lord gave me Saturday morning: I was standing, looking and watching a scene before me. There was a tallish building about three levels high, and the building was about 8-10 small room lengths across. Each room was about the size of a small bathroom and each had a door and a horizontal electronic sign that was brightly lit with the name of the person who was using the bathroom. When the person would leave and someone else would come in, the sign would automatically post their name on it. Then I began walking towards the building because I needed to use one of the rooms -to use the bathroom. I have a sense and I could be wrong, that this is what it’ll look like, that the Lord is wanting me to coach others as they talk about their journey with the Lord. I thought about this because of what the lit-up signs remind me of when filming a movie. So maybe God is showing me that he wants many people to be recording their journey with him, because when they do that, it makes people really think deeply about things that they normally wouldn’t do if they didn’t need to be recording it. The whole point is to talk about Jesus in their life as they journey with him as he leads them into their calling and then walking in their calling, always growing in intimacy with him.
Then the scene changed where I was standing in front of another place that represents a bathroom. This looked like one of those mirrors in a bathroom where you can open it up to store medicine and other toiletry things. It was about about five or six inches deep and three or four feet in length and height. It was on a wall on top of a counter like in a bathroom. I needed to step up onto the counter and scrunch myself into this squarish place. I didn’t know how I’d be able to use the bathroom that way but I trusted and did what I was supposed to do. When I was inside, I saw that there was another bathroom like this directly across from me which I didn’t see, but I saw that there was a wall and ceiling that connected both places, and was like a covering. I could hear two people having a conversation inside the other one.. and it was like the covering had made us to be in one room, even though we had our separate areas. Then I had come down from there and I immediately heard and felt an earthquake. There was a person with me that I didn’t see and as soon as this person heard and felt the earthquake, they began running towards the place where there were many people. Where I was reminds me of my old curvy driveway, and I began to also run towards the place, which in real life would be my old house. I didn’t see my old house but saw many people celebrating in front of where my old house would be. Then I looked and saw my earthly dad, leaning up against a car, and there were a few others leaning there with him. I looked into his face and saw he was looking at me and there were tears in his eyes and a tear on his cheek. Then I was in his embrace and felt his arms around me and felt his hard chest. I wasn’t overcome with emotion, but I saw love in his face. Here I’m thinking that my journey has been so hard, but even in the midst of difficulty, I really have felt the Lords embrace. I think this journey has been so difficult that I’ve become numb with tiredness (I’m praying for supernatural energy). I think because my dad represents earning income, maybe the Lord is telling me that this particular journey has been paid for, that I’ve been redeemed and that now is a time of celebration! I remember now as I’m writing, a few years ago I had a dream where I had been standing in line with my dad and I was going to sell my book. After waiting in line and when it was my turn, the man at the counter asked me if I read the book. I said yes, so then he gave me lots of money, many bundles of what seemed like $1000. dollar bills. Hmmm, Jesus is so captivating, the way he writes in the book of my story -its true that its really his story and not mine, so I better not mess it up!
The conversation I’ve posted above was my Sunday morning conversation. This is the dream God gave me Saturday night. In my dream I was helping a single mom who had older kids (brothers old enough for a level of higher learning). They were in desperate need of basic things and as I stood in front of them I asked them what they were in need of. They both gave me a short list of school supplies, and I knew they needed clothing even though they hadn’t mentioned it. Then I had a quick picture of a residential area and saw a small poor house that they had lived in. Then I was inside the lady’s house. I was taking care of her younger children and was putting them to bed and I was resting too. The youngest suddenly and desperately clung to me, holding my face and cried out,” please mom, don’t ever be away from us again!” I knew he was half asleep so I comforted him and said, “no, no I won’t, I won’t.” Then the scene changed again where I was walking down a hallway on my way out the door of the lady’s house. She now was married but her and her husband needed to be reconciled. She was in a room in the house and he was in a different room, one that I was just passing to go to the door. As I was walking and standing near the door right before going out, I spoke loudly to both of them because I knew they could both hear me. I talked to them about reconnecting and reconciliation, and I told them from a place of experience that when they don’t give up but keep trying to work it out, they will work it out and come together again. And this is true, that God works all things together for good!!