I dont dream much these days at least not significantly anyway so I was delighted to be reminded of something Ive known for years but have at times misunderstood and lost hope in. I know those of whom Ive dreamed it and how heavily it depends on their agreement to fulfill it but I do know them, that they will choose it. I may have gotten off tract too many times to count but I still pray for it to this day. Papa will not let me forget and he reminds me. This dream I know was to help me to get my perspective right again. As I woke up this morning there were two scriptures that came to mind, directly, distinctly: Isaiah 49:15 Can a mother forget the nursing baby at her breast and have no compassion on the child she has borne? Though she may forget, I will not forget you! 16 See, I have engraved you on the palms of My hands; Your walls are continually before Me. In the dream I dreamed that I was with my sister Luanna, who is also one of my very best friends and also one of the very few people that I tell almost everything to. We have the same kind of things written on our hearts thats why we were looking at a mansion this mansion together. It was hers but I knew that I would be living there also, at least part time. Like certain times of the year, a couple times a year, perhaps for a month or two. The mansion was big and beautiful. It had two kitchens, one down stairs when you open the basement door and a bigger one upstairs. She asked, Why two kitchens? I replied, Im sure that we need both in order for us both to have a place to prepare enough food to feed all that gather together with us on special occasions; your family and friends and my family and friends. It was being written on my heart that we both have to choose and will choose to have fellowship together and this is the reason that God gave us this mansion together. I noticed there were several bedrooms downstairs and upstairs around the kitchens. This is why I interpret the dream to mean our families both lived there for awhile but only at certain times of the year. This brings me some clarity and specifics, something Ive felt but had no focus on. It will help me to focus when I pray about these things. As I noticed all the bedrooms this scripture came to mind, John 21:17 Jesus said a third time, Simon, son of John, do you love me? Peter was distressed that Jesus asked him a third time, Do you love me? and said, Lord, you know everything. You know that I love you. Jesus replied, Feed my sheep. During the tour of the house there was an empty bassinet placed in the entryway upstairs. It had a golden crown above it holding the drapes that went over the bassinet when the baby was sleeping. I got that familiar twang in my heart as I remembered the promise that was given to me; that I was the adopted mother/guardian of a king. Why mother because only a mother or father will have the heart that never gives up on their child and though this child is not mine, I adopted him and he me because his guardian gave me her rights to do s because she didnt want to. She wanted to pursue a different kind of life. Ive seen this child and I often wonder why her heart didnt look at this child and her heart get caught in her throat as she gazed upon this child of extraordinary beauty, but dont all moms feel that way about their babies, even adopted moms? However I see his beauty and my heart catches in my throat when I see the look of love on his face and I know that like any mother I would live or die for my child, do whatever is necessary for his own good. It trumps over anything and everything else. Thank you for the reminder Papa. My heart is in the right place again and you have renewed my hope.
Posted on: Wed, 17 Dec 2014 12:11:28 +0000
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