Have you ever had a dream that felt so real? Like waking up the next morning is almost an extension of the dream? Or has your dream ever left a lasting impression on your heart?
Last night I had one of these dreams and all day today I have been so broken and almost in tears. Because quite frankly this dream has shaken my world and changed my life. There is just no other way to put it. What would said earth shaking dream look like? This:
I can’t tell you where we were, who all we were with, what the rest of the story is, but I can tell you about the scene engraved in my memory. Sam and I were somewhere…not even entirely sure where. There were three children with us who were not our own, and they were frightened, heartbroken, and desperate. Three sets of eyes crying out to me for help, though they were almost certain no help was to be found. For the life of me I cannot tell you how these sweet kids came to us, but I they were running from something. Running from; their parents (I think) shouting “you aren’t worth it”, strangers staring disgustedly, and other random people telling them there is no hope. Without even thinking I huddled those sweet babies around me, held their dirty, tear stained cheeks in my hand, and told them with all my might…
I just kept repeating it over and over until I could see the desperation fade away from their faces. Until they no longer focused on what they were running away from, but what I was telling them. Hugging them tightly I cried for their loss of innocence and prayed I could show them the love they deeply needed.
And that is all I can remember. But that one scene is haunting, those eyes are calling to me, and I feel like they are waiting for me to find them…rescue them.
Even now, as tears roll down my cheeks, I can honestly tell you I don’t know what the meaning of this dream is. Is it an affirmation in my heart about adoption? Please Lord if so lead me to those children. Help me rescue them!
Or could it be an example of our relationship with Christ. Because we all are sinners, broken, desperate for hope and God rescues us from what we are running from. He holds our dirty, tear stained faces and tells us with all His might,
And He repeats it over and over until we believe it. Until we realize that He is filling the hole in our heart. He hugs us tight, crying over our sin, and ready to show us how to live a life full of love in Him.
Man, I don’t know. But I can tell you that my heart is broken.
Lord show me…
Oh goodness, I would be feeling the same way as you today. I hope you figure out what it means soon.
I would have to say the second explanation. I’ve heard Yahweh say VERY CLEARLY to me “you are worth it” and it changed the way I see mine and His relationship forever.
Someone once told me “God’s not a giver. He’s an investor.”
It opened my eyes to so much. He doesn’t just give to spoil us or because he knows it’ll make us temporarily happy like a little kid. He INVESTS in us. Finances, children, great husbands, healthy lives. Because the return on his investment shall be great! As we lay down our lives to be HIS and do His works on the earth…His investment is worth every bit. Every drop of blood of His Son. He thinks we’re worth it.