How Are The Holes In Your Faith Affecting Others?
I am never one to go about proclaiming that I was led to say. If you read along with me, you’ll figure out why I mentioned that.
I had two dreams this morning. Strange for me, because I am not a big dreamer. Besides, the few times in my life that I had dreams, they ended up being warnings that I missed and as a result suffered the consequences. But that’s a superstitiously long story, maybe. Anyways, I told my hubby the first dream, and for some reason, the second slipped me. Or so I initially thought.
The first dream… we laughed that off!
So I guess I shouldn’t cross out having more kids just yet since am dreaming about it. If you could see me now, that thought makes me sweat! I often feel as though I’m struggling to keep afloat with my three girls as it is already. Oh, and did I mention that I’m homeschooling them? I applaud those with a more substantial load than I am carrying, but often I show my weak faith because I always doubt I can take more. Anyhow, let me reel it back in, next dream.
The stage was being set….
So our mornings are usually filled with blissful madness. Yes, we have a schedule and somewhat of a routine. But we also have three kids, 6 and younger. One of them being a rambunctious two-year-old girl, mostly happy, but battling eczema. Who do you think is running the show??
Anyway, this morning was very peaceful. And quiet. Strangely all the girls did not get up as they usually would, and we decided to let them rest. Or should I say enjoy, the peace? (A benefit I am grateful for as a homeschooler.) But that unanimous decision began yesterday. Being the busy bee that I am, my husband kept telling me yesterday, whenever you have a moment Nicole, you need to learn just to enjoy it. How often do we get that, and does wasting it propel us any further?
Well, I awoke with those words on my heart this morning. And even though I started off doing my normal do, I caught myself, grabbed a drink and sunk into a chair near my hubby.
Then the Lord had my attention.
How did it escape me to tell him this?…. God will reveal it soon…
So we began a casual conversation. Which as it often does, led to talking about matters of faith. (For transparency purpose, we weren’t always able to talk about issues of faith without disagreeing. But the Lord is doing work in us.) And he began his demonstration. This wall is like your faith, Nicole. The sturdiness of it determines what gets in or out. If this wall is fundamentally weak, it does not protect you or others around you.
The dream said… almost in tears
I began. I dreamt there was a huge tree branch growing through the wall of the house. It’s funny because even though we could see it, it was almost as if we couldn’t. And then the branch began to hang. Only then I recognized it and pulled it down. In my dream, I turned towards him and said, wow, that is a big branch sticking out of the wall. I guess we’ll have to call (our landlord) and let her know about this so that it can be taken care of. Then I awoke.
The message I take for myself….
Are there holes in the walls of my faith? How are those holes affecting those around me? What is weakening my barriers that may be the cause of issues within my home? Within my marriage? Are there things, situations maybe people poking into the walls of my faith life that are not strengthening those walls of faith, but in fact are weakening it. Are there things meant to be kept outside living on the inside of me? Am I oblivious to its very evident existence? Am I willing to, once the Lord open my eyes, to pull those things away? Then do what is next required to remedy the gaping hole left?
My humble question to you….
Are there holes in your faith? How Are The Holes In Your Faith Affecting Others?
My Disclaimer…
I am not perfect. Ask my hubby; he’ll tell you the truth!….lol But that said. I feel as though the lord has been knocking on my door for such a long time and I would only let him onto the front porch. Maybe the front room. Now, as scary as it seems sometimes, I am at a stage where I want him to walk through the entire house. To redecorate and make himself at home! Am not too sure what is considered reverent or not. Am just a work in progress. But that’s the best way I can describe it.
So I share this seeing it as a message for ME FIRST! But as my title says, Life is sharing. And I have this burning feeling that this might be what someone else needs to hear as well. And not because it’s a new revelation. NO! But because sometimes just a slight variant in a commonly told point can be the eye opener for someone.
So here goes.
Until next time, be blessed!
What are your thoughts?