– Secret Place Insights –
Dear One, dreams, such strange things they are, and yet, at the time…so real. Almost everything that happens within a bad dream is desperate and other worldly. Making dreams even more horrible – the dreamer is almost always alone, even in a crowded room. And the next morning, after the dream, as hard as one tries to relay the grueling images he seldom can convey the depth of agony.
Such was the case for me a few weeks ago. It was a dream about falling asleep. Now that doesn’t sound so awful, does it, but it was a bad dream so, of course, it was dreadful.
The dream: alone I entered an unfamiliar church sanctuary, not large, not small. After moving through a maze of some kind, I stepped up to the second row, and proceeded to sit by a woman. She said that she was saving the seats. So I sat behind her, far left, third row, and watched as what seemed to be her family filing in next to her. While the congregation was seated the service began with the singing of a hymn. Suddenly, I opened my eyes to see that everyone was getting up and leaving. Had I fallen asleep during the first hymn, and slept through the entire service? I never even laid eyes on the pastor. I felt terrible! I was embarrassed, regretful, ashamed. I had no idea that I was sleeping. Why I…I…was so rude…rude. Within a dream emotions are limitless, never slight. Finally, I awoke from my misery. Sweet relief. It was then that the dream took on significance.
As I lay in bed, with eyes still closed, I received a wake-up call. It was God gently dealing with me…again…and giving me another life lesson. He taught me that I should be sympathetic with those who sleep through church services. For He fully knew that I have not been. Oh the Father knows us well. I was grateful. For I have learned to cherish such lessons, and have come to know that as long as one lives there are more lessons to learn. Perhaps that is why God often refers to believers as His children.
I was reminded of how I have regarded those who sleep during worship services Sunday after Sunday, and was taught that few people would willfully do that. Perhaps they suffer from an undisciplined sleep schedule, or have a sleep disorder, or other health issues, maybe aging difficulties, relational issues, or they just might be simply exhausted. I threw the covers back, and sat up thinking, regardless of what the problem is my role is simple…to be pleased that they have come to worship the One True God.
“And I will be a father to you,
and you shall be sons and daughters to Me.”
Says the Lord Almighty. 2 Corinthians 6:18
Blessings,
Susanne
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