Hooked Together With Jesus

Jeremiah 32:39

“I will give them singleness of heart and action, so that they will always fear me for their own good and the good of their children after them.”

My Father, I love you. Thank-you for being near to me and for showing me my heart. Thank-you for showing me the truth about it, which sets me free because it teaches my heart about yours. 

Come my faithful one, its time to speak.

Okay. So help me clearly see how to organize what you want me to share.

I will help you my daughter; I’m proud of you.

Thank-you Lord.

Reflection:

Happy snow day!! Two nights ago I dreamt that I was outside in the country and it was a bit dark, so I think it was evening. One of the main pastors was teaching a class to the youth. I walked between the group and the main house, feeling really guilty about not being ready to teach, and I noticed that my hair was all messy; I sensed that I had long brown hair in my dream. I walked around a small building that could have been a shed and walked up to a side door of the main building. As I was walking up to the door I saw that I could have walked to the door directly instead of walking all the way around the shed. Then I opened the door and was surprised when I saw the doorway had been completely nailed shut with a new big piece of plywood; the plywood covered the whole single-door entrance. I saw the golden brown colour of it and the texture of all the tiny wood chips. The door was right near the corner of the building to my left. Then I looked to the front of the building to where the main double doors were and I saw there was a lot of light coming from the inside of the building that was shining through the doors (I had a sense they were glass because of how much light was shining through. I knew I needed to go into the building through these front doors and I also knew that the main pastor would see me because he was facing my direction. 

Then I was inside the building, looking for my and my husbands place, which was a hook where we hung our jackets/sweaters. I was looking for my binder and other papers which would help me prepare for teaching. Then I was in a new building because our main building had changed location and everyone’s personal things were hung on their new hooks. Then I was looking for where our new spot/coat hook was. I had found it in the other building but now I needed to find it again, and I knew it was in a long hallway. As I was looking for this long hallway I had opened a door and I saw a small cemetery. I didn’t walk through this door but looked into it. I saw there was an aisle and on both sides of the aisle were two short rows of white gravestones, maybe about 4 or 5 gravestones in each row. In front of that were extra gravestones and some other things, reminding me of a storage area. In my dream I knew this room wasn’t the place where our coat hook was. 

Then I was in a room, standing closer to the back of the room -another storage type room. I had turned to go back to the door but I saw a black tiller in front of me and the motor was running. I saw two round silver metal plates on it close to the ground, and these were used to till the ground (they were shiny and clean). They remind me of the round metal plates in the middle of each tire, on bicycles that the chain hooks onto. I was afraid of walking passed the tiller; this room was crowded so there wasn’t a lot of room to walk passed it and I was afraid it would run me over. So I wanted to turn it off first; I reached out my hand and turned the black knob to the next option, but I saw the tiller had begun to move, so I quickly turned the knob back to where it was. I also saw that it was moving down a bit towards me because the motor was running, but then a man (maybe the janitor) came and walked passed the tiller and walked to where I was, which was right behind the tiller. I only saw his pant legs, and I was reassured that I was safe and that he had everything under control. 

Then the scene changed where I had found the long hallway where our personal belongings were; I was standing there, looking at it, and I saw that all the hooks were on one side of the hallway, on the left side, and there were too many hooks to count, all belonging to the different people who were part of this organization which reminds me of my church. Then I had walked all the way down to where our hook was and I was looking at the jackets on our hook to see if they looked familiar. Our hook had several light jackets and sweaters hanging on it, and I was looking carefully at my husbands, making sure they were his; I saw that they were for sure his and I knew I had found our hook. Then I saw the back of someone’s head like they were getting something out of their bag, and I saw that that person’s hook was right next to the wall. Then I also saw that our hook was second last (one hook left? one more thing for me to do and or believe?). Then the scene changed; I think this doesn’t have anything to do with the other dream. I was standing in an open area of a public house and I was looking down at a teenager. She was laying on the floor on her side with her knees bent a little, and she didn’t have much clothing on and was wearing black. She was laying there like she was dead. I thought to myself that she was a kid in a grown up body and that she needed to learn better. Anyway, there’s a snowstorm outside but I’m determined to head out to the potluck this evening. I made bread yesterday with the whole grains I have but they didn’t turn out the way I had hoped, but I’ll bring them anyway; also bringing soup with veggies and sausages. Last week or the week before I had dreamt about not having a ketchup bottle in the fridge; I’m not sure what this is referring to. Last week on the way home from visiting my mom I stopped at what’s become my favourite place (other than church of course) to buy my cappuccino with vanilla flavouring, Oakridge Greenhouse & Garden Center on hwy 52. They also sell clothing at the back which I’ve bought clothing from and they also sell houseware/wall-art. If I could I’d fill my house with it! They’ve started to put plants out -springtime!