Something to Remember

I had a dream last night.

And I can already see you rolling your eyes and thinking “Oh no, it’s going to be another one of those blog posts”.  Well I’m here to tell you that it’s not.  This is my kind of blog post.  At this point you should probably be more worried than you were before.

Back to my dream.

I was at a mansion.  I don’t know who’s house it was, but it was big, and full of kids.  I was the oldest, in charge.  Things seemed to be going well for a while – ice cream, toys galore, general craziness, you know.  Every kids wildest dream.  I think I was babysitting a lot of them…don’t remember that part.

Then things got bad.  We were invaded by this horrible, giant, demonic, dragon thing.  There were kids running everywhere and screaming, and smoke, and the lights went out.

And It started to talk.

You know that voice that haunts your nightmares?  Like you’ve heard it somewhere before, but can’t place it?  It was that voice.

It told us that It had us trapped in our “fun house”, and wasn’t going to let us out.  Instead It had a proposal.  We could (1) Play It’s “game” or (2) Be roasted alive.

Problem was, It’s “game” wasn’t very fair.  It set all the rules.  The lights had to stay out, because It was the only one that could see in the dark.  If we stepped on certain floor tiles (which we couldn’t see because of lack of light), we’d be incinerated.  If we got to close to It, It would eat us.  And we only had one half hour to get out before It set the whole place on fire.

I was in charge.  I had to keep everyone safe from this psychopathic lizard.  They were all clinging to me, asking what to do.  Several had already died.  Terror had it’s claws embedded deep in my chest, threatening to rip out my insides.  I couldn’t move.  Couldn’t breathe.  Couldn’t think.

Then, something occurred to me.  Something so simple that I actually laughed out loud when I thought of it.

It didn’t matter.  None of it did.  Not the “game”.  Not the “dragon”.  Not even my life.  

People were looking at me like I’d gone crazy, but all I could do was laugh.  I had to explain.  To share my secret. 

Hardly able to contain myself I said “We can’t lose.  No matter what we do, we will win.  Because the Lord God is on our side.”

And I woke up.

Back to reality.

I realized that in the middle of a terrifying nightmare, I’d had an epiphany.  It’s so simple, yet we tend to lose sight of it.

We get so caught up in our trivial lives, that even not getting what we want for dinner is a huge upset. 

We had to spend too much money on this or that. 

That person wasted so much of our time.  

Complacent and unsatisfied, we forget the most important thing.

When you have the Creator of the universe on your side, you can’t loseSimply impossible. 

I may be upset when my baby rabbits get sick.

Chores and school and work are a drag.

Family is hard.

Life in general stinks.

But there is hope. 

In the words of a man much wiser than myself, “To humans belong the plans of the heart, but from the Lord comes the proper answer of the tongue.  All a person’s ways seem pure to them,but motives are weighedby the Lord.  Commit to the Lord whatever you do, and he will establish your plans.  The Lord works out everything to its proper end – even the wicked for a day of disaster.”

Remember this, as you go about your day.  So you didn’t get the whatever you wanted.  So relationships are hard.  So things don’t always go your way.  So what.

As long as things are going God’s way, they are just fine.

Love well.

Live well.

Fear nothing.

Lord,

Help me to remember that none of this is mine.  Not my time.  Not my money.  Not my life.  It is Yours to do what you will.  Weave me into Your plan.  I know that when I am in You, I can’t lose, no matter what gets thrown my way.  Thank you, that I can say this with confidence.  Remind me of it daily.  I want to live for you.

Amen

 

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