The night before I wrote the post entitled 'Aftermath', I had a dream. Now, typically my dreams amount to nothing. They are usually very random and I can't remember much about them. However, this dream seemed different.
I was walking along a bridge. It was more of an overpass and maybe I was running, I don't remember. There were a lot of people running on this bridge as there was a flood that was beginning to swallow up everything. The water was getting higher and we were running to safety. As I began to reach the top of the bridge I looked down and saw hundreds of people screaming and crying in the flood water. There were also people who had succumbed to the water and their bodies were floating. I don't remember anything after that, but I know that the water never took me under and that I survived. When I awoke the next morning that dream was heavy on my heart.
As I began to get ready for work, I wondered if God was trying to tell me something. I don't analyze my dreams often, but I felt as though this dream was different. I continued with my morning routine which included, unfortunately, a heated discussion with my youngest daughter. I always hate starting the day with an arguement. It kind of sets the tone for the day, doesn't it? I left the house, upset, went to work and began my day. While on the phone with a client, talking about something totally unrelated, the word aftermath ran in my head as did the scene from my dream. Because I am very impatient I was guessing that God meant the aftermath of my arguement with Jordan. Although I didn't lose my 'cool' so to speak, she was crying and in the past my words have left an aftermath of destruction. Hence the post.
Since that post there have been floods that have tried to pull me under. None of which I am ready to share right now. However, I do believe that dream was related to what was going to happen in my life. I believe God gave me the word Aftermath as a reassurance. To let me know that there was an approaching storm and it was a storm that would pass. That the water would never take me under and that I would survive. A reassurance that He is always my Bridge over troubled water.
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Yes, you will survive and even thrive... keep following and trusting HIM to guide you along the way!
I believe he was also showing you all of his people that aren't surviving because they don't have him. He is showing all of us even me that we need to be spreading the Gospel and sharing the love of Jesus to those that are drowning.
Great post as always.
Heather, that dream was so powerful. I can see that God has some awesome travel for you. People are so lost and need to hear about Jesus. I will keep praying for you and the direction God wants you to go. I thought something was going on. Just know that I love you and you are always on my heart. Love Tanya
I love how God goes before us and prepares the way, and is with us in the midst of what we are going through, and nudges us to stay obedient to Him. I do believe your dream has a purpose, a message from God, and I believe your interpretation is right on key. I remember a time in my own life when God gave me a warning about a situtation I was getting tangled up in, and basically told me to cut the strings...and I chose to do my own thing anyway. It was diastrous, has scarred me for life, but He was there to help me pick up the pieces and go on, stronger in Him than ever before...and much, much wiser.
When I think back to when my sons were teenagers and how often I would get upset with them in the mornings before dropping them off at school...I wonder why they even wanted to come home. Oh, if I could only go back and redo things. My sons both know I love them, and that I admit to being far less than a perfect parent, but it is my own shame and regret that I have to live with. I just wish I could have handled matters with more love and tenderness, and less orneriness. Until I crashed I was perfection drive, and that meant my kids had to be perfect also. Somehow we survived the crash, and the boys don't hold it against me. It's just your post brought it all back to my mind. I have to surrender the past to God and kick satan in the face...I'm forgiven, I'm healed, I will go on!
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