The last couple of days I’ve been feeling like I needed to let go of some dreams. I feel He’s asking me to think through some things perhaps not happening as I had hoped for them to. So this morning I was talking with the Lord about the mystery of letting go but keeping the dreams out there. He has also said to ask of Him, and we have not because we ask not. And lately I’ve had a couple people tell me it’s time to start dreaming again. It’s such a vulnerable thing, to dream, and to wait, to hope, and to wait. How do we dream and surrender the dream at the same time?
I think it might be more of a letting go of how I think the dreams will come to pass, not the dreams themselves. As I was spending time with Him I pictured myself holding up my dreams to Him. My hands were high and open with the dreams in the center but my face was down and turned away. It was like I was ready and willing to give them to Him, but I was afraid of what He would do with them, or not do with them. I couldn’t look.
He then prompted me to recall dreams that have come true. As I did a quick survey of my life touching down on the biggest dreams come true along the way I remembered that I got to be a horse girl growing up. We had horses most of my childhood. I loved caring for them, riding them, and racing them. I wanted to be married. The Lord gave me the best husband for me whom I deeply admire more and more every year. We tried for a few years to get pregnant. Now we have two incredible sons, growing up so well. I have the most amazing friends, we got to move our family to Redding to grow spiritually, I taught at Bethel Christian School, I went to first year Bethel School of Supernatural Ministry, and I have such good connection with my sons and my husband. These were all dreams that have come true. I’m so thankful.
After going through the list, I became sure of the future. I can only assume the Lord will continue to be as He has been. He makes dreams come true.
I asked the Lord to show me His version of the vision I had of myself holding up my dreams for Him but not looking. I saw Him lift my chin up to look towards Him. I saw His eyes, crystal blue, penetrating like light, so deep, so focused on me. He had one hand helping me hold up my dreams. The other was brushing the hair away from my face. Such sweet care for me, so tender. At that moment, I felt that He was my prize. He is what I hope for. He is my reward. It was like I won what I dreamt of in just experiencing Him.
What are you dreaming of? Ask Him to show you an interaction with Him. He knows just what you need.