It does seem very close, and although we are saved by grace through faith, I am feeling that my end game is somehow lacking. I'm weary; inasmuch that my prayer life is filled with, "Lord, I'm sorry" I find myself falling more than being an encouragement to others. Last night I had a dream that my sister was in a beautiful wedding dress, white with pretty designs, and I was a brides maid. My dress was in pretty blues, and although my sister was already dressed, in my dream, I wasn't ready. In my dream I was trying to take a bath before I got dressed. In the dream , I was wondering why I wasn't her maid of honor. In real life we are inseparable, we are able to speak with one or two words and know exactly what the other is saying. I woke up this morning and told her of the dream, and she said that she thinks her oil lamp is dry; we've both have been through the hardest year of our entire life, and it has taken a toll on us both physically as well as spiritually .
The stress of this year has not only cost my sister, a spiritual down fall, but her physical health is now suffering. On Saturday she developed shingles. And the painful sores on patches of her body and the virus is taking her down even more. She, to me reminds me of Job. Her bible looks like it belongs to a 90 year old pastor. Yet this last year she has barely been able to open it. Her prayer life is hanging on, and she knew that last year the Lord kind of let her in on a dark period she would be going through. When she told me about it, the year before last, I was unsure if she interpreted the meaning, bur now looking back on the last year and a half, The lord was true in his word to her. I truly believe that she has a much higher calling in His kingdom, and she is now being refined. I believe that I too am being tested in the Lord's boot camp and pray that I am accounted worthy of His calling.
The end is soon, and I believe that our suffering on this earth, is our refinement to what The Lord wants to use us for in the New Kingdom. I believe my dream last night was telling me to straighten up, keep the Lord as my center, wash myself of the filth of this world, repent daily, get rid of the dirt. I am a guest at the wedding, and I will be there by His grace and Mercy. I pray that his dream keeps my eyes on The Lord, and run my race to the end. I pray that this motivates us all to keep looking up and focused on our prize; eternity with or Lord in His Kindom. Not what is happening in this world.
Mustard Seed Faith Can Indeed Move Mountains!
