One day last week a thought came to mind about how so many say they want Christ in their life, but they are just not ready. I was sitting at my sewing machine thinking about this and I remembered how Jesus asked God that if it was His will, to keep Him from having to be tortured and crucified. Two days later I made a graphic and posted it to a few of our social media pages.
In my dream, a group of us were sitting in a front yard and I felt that we were at home. That we all lived there. I was surrounded by family, friends, and people I don’t know. But in my dream, we were all family.
The yard had a fence and a gate. A few of us looked out and noticed other friends and family that we knew wandering around the neighborhood. They were dazed and lost, almost like they were sleep walking. Eventually all of us in the yard started calling each of them by name and shouting:
“Come home! Come home! You’ll be safe!”
Many heard us, woke up, and came running in the gate for a happy reunion while some continued wandering.
I woke up excited, but concerned.
Remember being a kid and playing outside? When it began to get dark, the porch light would turn on and everyone knew it was time to go home. I still remember the sound of my Grandma’s voice when she would call out my name. “Angela! It’s time to come home! Come on, it’s getting dark out!”
The times are getting dark, we all know that. The “porch light” is going to light up any minute, and it will be time to go to our Heavenly home. (I CAN’T WAIT!)
How many of our loved ones are too busy to realize that it is getting dark and almost time to go home? We need to start getting their attention!
Why aren’t we trying harder? Are we too busy to care about the souls that need Christ?
I want to challenge every Christian to call or message someone they know that needs Jesus. Reach out to them. Ask them how they are doing, if they have given any thought to God lately. Remind them just how much He loves them. See if they want to meet up to talk or come to church with you. Don’t make a laundry list of their sins and tell them how wrong they are. Love the lost more than the enemy hates them. Just shine the light of Jesus in to their life.
Some people just need that little reminder and will come running right back in. Others may not be as eager to listen. Keep praying for them and being a friend to them, don’t just shut them out.
With everything going on in the world, it is too easy to just give up and say that no one wants to listen. We need to keep fighting the good fight and bring in the lost! Wake them up and ask them to come home!
I know I’m not the only one that feels like this.
Maybe you even feel like this…
Either way, I don’t think anyone fully enjoys this sense of not knowing where they are or how they got here. Sure, it feels exciting and adventurous, but also scary.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy with where I am. It’s just that life is not what I thought it was going to be. It’s better, more beautiful, and a ton more work… but it’s just not what I ever thought life would be. Perhaps this is why people have a mid-life crisis and jump completely out of their own character and into a personality completely parallel to anything that resembles them. I can kind of see how it happens now, as without Christ I would probably stand back some days and shake with fright. Actually, I pretty much did that during a divorce at 22, so I get it. But now I’m 33. I do way too much thinking about “how will this all work out” and while I seem to have moments of tears and stress, I don’t completely snap.
Because, if I’m being honest, it is the excitement of “What will God do with this next?” that keeps me from freaking out.
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My first dream, before anything else came to thought, was to be a Mom. It was always at the top of my goals. There was a time as a little girl that I wanted to be a lawyer and later a doctor. Different hopes and dreams were born and faded, but the only dream that grew was to have a family.
What I didn’t dream of was heartbreaking miscarriages, divorce, becoming a non-custodial parent, and having special needs children. I didn’t plan for illnesses, failed moves, children in surgery 1800 miles away, extended business trips, unfinished blog series, a kitchen covered in dish soap, and a lot of waiting. I never anticipated so many tears. Ever.
I look around some days and wonder where I am and how I got here, because nothing seems familiar.
But without those broken dreams, I wouldn’t appreciate the blessings that God has given me. I wouldn’t understand how miraculous it is to give birth to a living child. Never would I have understood how rare it is to find a good man who loves his family, puts them above all else, and after years together still puts up with this neurotic wife of his. Maybe I wouldn’t have appreciated all the little moments with each of my children if 2 of my kids were not with me all the time. While the most difficult job I’ve ever had, being a special needs Mom has brought more love into my life than I ever imagined. Everything has brought growth and wisdom that I would have never gained otherwise.
Over the last few days, I realized that I need to put a reoccurring dream on hold once again. I’m not going to say that I’m not disappointed. I am. But again, I can’t wait to see what God will do next! The dream isn’t broken, just on hold. The peace that Jesus brings is so sweet and nothing else can compare.
After all, my biggest dream has come true. Waking up every day as his wife and their Mom is a wonderful feeling, and being God’s child is amazing!
If you’re looking around and not quite sure of where you are and how you got there, cling to our Heavenly Father. He knows exactly what He’s doing and has a better plan than any we could ever imagine.
I’ve never really had the desire to become famous. In fact, I’ve always been the small town girl who wants to stay in that small town. I’ve lived in the same town all my life, with the exception of the first year and few months of my marriage when we lived in a town about 30 minutes away. Just being that far away drove me crazy so I was thrilled when we had the opportunity to move back home. So as you can tell, I’d never be able to make it in the big city as a rock star or as a movie star in Hollywood.
However, I have decided that I am going to win a Dove Award. Normally, you could stick a piece of Dove milk chocolate (yummy!!!) in front of me and I’d be happy, but have you ever watched the awards?? Have you seen the people who win these awards? They are amazingly talented and blessed with incredible God-given gifts. And just about every artist or songwriter comes across as the neighbor you’ve known all your life. I earnestly enjoy watching the Dove Awards (which I believe should take place biannually, not just annually) because it just blesses my spirit. There are artists from every area of gospel music all under one roof, celebrating what God has done for them and others through that music. Whether it’s Karen Peck Gooch belting it out with Yolanda Adams, Lecrae or Natalie Grant, they’ve all gathered together for the purpose of worshiping God.
Ya know…I don’t even have to win an award, just let me be a part of the show! And if I have to, I’ll even settle for hosting it. Oh yeah, while we’re in dream mode, I am also determined to be included in one of the Gaither Homecoming videos. That’s right. You heard me. Determined. If you have ever met me or my sister, you know that music is our life. Let me clarify- God is our life, but I’m pretty positive if you were to pull out the heart He gave us, it would be shaped like a music note. So of course she would be right there beside me on the video (my Mom, too!).
Now before you call this small town, Kentucky girl crazy, let me share with you this tidbit of info…Jason Crabb won the Male Vocalist of the Year and Artist of the Year Dove Awards this year AND He is featured on many Gaither videos. Guess where he’s from—-Beaver Dam, KY. Another Dove Award winner is artist Steven Curtis Chapman and he is from Paducah, KY (that’s the biggest town in my area, about an hour away). Something to think about, huh? Well, I am thinking about it! I told you, I am determined. All right, now for the most important part- who has the connections?
Ever have a dream you know you will never live? A dream just placed in a jar with all the other dreams that are unreachable? I’m not talking about something you may want in life, but know it’s unattainable… Most dreams are that way anyway. But one so close. So real. That’s the dream I’m speaking of.
What stands in our way of making that dream come to life? Is it fear, failure, or just plain negligence on our part for not reaching out hard enough to make that dream come true? Your dream could just be a place or someone you want and know is impossible to have. You still know deep down inside it’s never going to be. There’s a hidden pain that stays with that dream that only you and God knows. And next to it is sorrow for him having to tell you it’s untouchable. If this was just a dream from sleeping you could just wake yourself up, shake it off, go on with life, and face reality again.
Someone asked recently:
“What has God done for you lately?”
God has done a lot for me, so I feel selfish knowing I have dreams that will never be attained. But to lie and say I don’t want those dreams would be lying to my heart and to God.
And lately? I have beat myself up enough, so deep inside, in my heart anyway. I’m going to be honest with him and myself. If nothing is hidden from him then how can I expect him not to know my every thought and dream?
Who knows? Maybe someday God will line everything up and make those dreams reachable. Until then, I will keep them between him and myself, hidden right here in my heart. Untouchable by anyone else. It’s like our own little secret, between the two of us.
Originally written by Diania on June 23, 2010
We’ve all been there. Had a need, want, or wish that we prayed for fervently. Begging God to just let this one thing go our way. Only to find that God didn’t agree, and just flat out said “NO!”
Naturally, sometimes as humans we become upset. We don’t understand WHY God would ever not grant us the wishes of our heart. “Doesn’t God want me to be happy?” we ask, assuming that God couldn’t possibly know our side of it.
As difficult as it can be, the key to remember is that God is all knowing. He sees the big picture, not just the here and now like we see it. Of course he wants the best for us! But just as our children think cookies make a good meal, we know better. He doesn’t want us to settle for less.
When I was young, and I mean YOUNG, there was something I prayed for. I could NOT understand why God was not giving me what I wanted. Surely He knew the dream I had from the time I was a tot, why wouldn’t He just give it to me? I’ll tell you why: because it was not His will. He had something so much better in store for me. I didn’t understand it at the time, but boy do I now! And let me just say Thank You LORD for not giving in to my stupidity! 😉
It does not always go this way. Sometimes the reason our prayers go unanswered is not clear. It is not for us to know while we are here on earth, but as the old song says “We’ll understand it better by and by…” In the mean time, thank our Heavenly Father for loving us enough to say “no” instead of spoiling us. For were it not for the “nos”, we wouldn’t be thankful when He says, “YES!”