I had a dream last night, a vivid dream. I don't dream often, and even then I don't dream with details. This one was detailed. I was in the backyard, hanging clothes out to dry, and then suddenly realized my walker wasn't where I could reach it. I looked, and it was across the way, laying on the ground. Then I saw my leg, and realized I was walking on my own. Visitors were with Patrick in the house, I walked in without the walker. No one noticed. Finally I said, "Hey, don't you see? I am walking." Then I woke up, the walker beside my bed.
We will be packing bags for Haiti. Agape leaves tonight. Pray for him and the others that are traveling tonight.
Pray that I will "press toward the mark of the high calling of Jesus Christ", and not look behind what was. That has been satan's attack the past several days. What I don't want is to look back, and say "life was so much better when I had both legs". It is best what God allows for me. He knows my needs more than I do.
May your Lord's Day be filled with joy. We love you.
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