Hope Restored – Dream Again

Green DoorHope is a feeling of expectation and a desire for a certain thing to happen. Without hope, it seems that I can lose myself in shadows, like I’m wandering about in a room filled with promises given but never realized. Without hope restored, infused into the fiber of my life, I can sink down into a certain nothingness that consumes me.

Hope wants to open the door again, to call me out of that room into the light of day, where even though the promises may still be in the distance, the light of Christ brings me into the present reality of His unfailing love for me (and for you).

Without hope, my heart is sick, grieving, and sad. Hope infuses my heart with life and with light.

Unrelenting disappointment leaves you heartsick, but a sudden good break can turn life around. Proverbs 13:12 Message

Hope fires up my vision again. It renews my mind in truth. Hope sets itself against any lies of the enemy that seek to destroy my faith in the Faithful One, Jesus Christ.

Hope is the antidote to life’s ambiguity and uncertainty.

Hope restores and makes my heart beat again to the rhythm of God’s promises for me. Tweet That 

Hope rises up. I believe again and receive again.

Questions may still persist during this time of hope restoration. When? How? Has God really said? They test my resolve to stay focused on Jesus.

Yet, Hope does not disappoint me and relentlessly calls out to me loud and clear.

“Look to the One who is hope.”

As I take my eyes off of the circumstances and everything that seeks to weigh me down into life’s uncertainties, I look up to Jesus Christ, with focused intention to see Him.

Christ does not disappoint, never lets go, and never lets down.   Tweet That 

Never!

Can I believe such an absolute statement filled with light and life?

Nothing separates me from the love of Christ.

Hope is restored; Christ rises up within me, imparting a sense of complete rest. In Him I trust. The process of restoration may have its ups and downs but He is faithful. Hope infused with faith to move ahead, even when we don’t quite see it all yet.

“Rest in the journey,” He says to me.

Whatever God has promised gets stamped with the Yes of Jesus. In him, this is what we preach and pray, the great Amen, God’s Yes and our Yes together, gloriously evident. God affirms us, making us a sure thing in Christ, putting his Yes within us. By his Spirit he has stamped us with his eternal pledge––a sure beginning of what he is destined to complete. 2 Corinthians 1:20-22 Message

Debra

 

In Christ,
Debra
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Creative Expression: Is Anyone Listening? – The Dream

SoundwaveAs I toss in my bed, I am thinking about how often I am unnoticed, even in a room full of people. I am often unheard even when I am called to speak to a group of people. I know that it is not my imagination but it is a deep frustration within me. I am pondering these thoughts while gently nodding off to sleep.

Suddenly my eyes open and I am standing in the great room of a large house. I look around, surprised, trying to make sense of it. This place is completely unfamiliar to me. “How did I get here?” I ask myself. Then, in an instant, I realize I am in a dream.

There are many people gathered in this house, distinctly unaware of me. I keep thinking, “Where did all these people come from?” I know that I am called to be the speaker of this gathering, but it seems quite amusing to me since I don’t know these people or I don’t know where I am. Looking around and surveying the scene, I notice that the house seems to be naturally sectioned off into groups of people. They are divided not by walls or rooms but by ‘people types’. This makes quite an interesting scenario to me.

To my left, I see men dressed in suits sitting on antique dining room chairs, ebulliently talking to one another with fervor and passion. They are leaning in to their circle, a sign that the conversation is intense and interesting.

Off to one side, I see people sitting on plush couches, relaxed and laughing. They seem to be waiting for something to happen with great expectancy.

live-with-passion-cuff-sterling-silverThen off to my right, I see some people sitting quite uncomfortably on folding chairs, looking a bit uneasy, shy and reserved. There were so many different types of people all around the house.

They have come to hear me speak. I know. I just know. How to get them to listen? That is the question in my mind right now. Minutes pass by as I keep thinking how to get their attention. “What to do?” I ask myself. “They aren’t going to settle down on their own.”

Without raising my voice, I began to speak to the group. My voice is neither loud nor soft, but fitting into the mix of the sound of the voices in the house. I am hoping that someone hears me, then another, and another until the room quiets down and I get their attention. That did not work. My words seem to blend into the mix of the sound of voices, having no effect in changing the atmosphere.

Quite unlike myself, I am not frustrated at all. I know in my heart that I will not fight to be heard. I also will not force myself to be seen or noticed at this time. I stand there and wait for an idea. I have experienced this so many times in my life, those moments when you realize that you are not a priority but just an option to those to whom you are sent to bring words of life. Thoughts flood my mind. Thoughts of times past where this has happened to me before. Giving my all, I have often been placed in situations where I am unseen and unheard.  

I have been sent here to speak forth what God has placed on my heart. I surmise that to get their attention, something has to happen, or they will go on this way, in their own self-absorbed world, for a long time. In just a few short minutes, a fire alarm begins to ring very loudly. I had no part in making this happen but I knew instinctively what to do. I spoke loud, clear and with authority. “Everyone outside,” I said. “Now!”

With the sound of these words, people throughout the house began walking toward the door to head out to the back yard. They formed a line across the back of the house. No one was speaking. It was silent except for the sound of the alarm. The alarm eventually stopped and then, the silence was all that remained. I stood on one side of the yard and a line of people faced me from the other side. Having their full attention, staring at me, I started to open my mouth and found that nothing came out. I had nothing to say.

Standing there like a complete fool, I was unable to move and unable to speak. The people started to get restless and within minutes, they proceeded to go back into the house. They walked by me as I stood there.  I turned and saw through the windows that they walked right back to their previous groups and began to pick up in conversation where they had left off. I was still standing on the lawn, alone. The words, which I had to speak, were still pulsing within me like fire in my veins, but they did not flow forth. 

At that moment I woke up, eyes open, wondering what this dream actually was all about. Then my eyes closed and I dozed off again for a short while. Then frustration came upon me because I felt helpless and unable to change my situation. I was still hidden, unseen and unheard. I kept thinking of different scenarios that would have given me some answers to this dream. Should I have walked back into the house and demanded that they listen to me? What would it take to be seen?

Enjoy the JourneyMy dream did not come with closure, at least not the type of closure that I wanted. I wanted clear answers and some type of vindication. I did not get any of this. So, after praying and thinking for some time, I realized that the dream was open-ended and that by the Holy Spirit, the story shown in my dream continued with my eyes wide open. “Is this possible?” I wondered. Then as I briefly closed my eyes, I began to dream again, while awake. There before me was a path, a new path in Christ. The path of my life – a way outside the confines of normality, one in which there would be adventure and joy. I could not go back into the house. That was not possible for me. After all these years of wanting to be heard or seen, or needing to be affirmed by people in the mix, I knew that I was meant to walk a different path in my life. This dream showed me that I knew there was no going back now. So what now? Again, this is a creative journey that works itself out as I walk it day by day in Christ. Enjoy the journey with me!