God woke me up to answer “nature’s call”…and to witness to you. [As you know I am disabled and must worship God through ‘”church TV.”] Before I awakened I was deep into a dream that included elements of previous dreams. In the dream I used former friend’s house to entertain co-workers and he came home and ended the party. There were two co-workers who could not get home at two in the morning, so they looked for he, as host, to come up with a solution. One co-worker was male and one was female. I quickly found a “gypsy cab” to take my male co-worker home. The woman was a tougher nut to crack. No cab would take her the long distance where she lived. But, I was wrong, after take a long walk, I found a regulation cab that took her that long distance instead of her relying on public transportation.
Now, it was my turn to get home. I was in a bad area of town which was patrolled by the police. I had had trouble with the cops in that area before. Next I was wrapped in a lace burka-like costume. I thought that appearing to be a female would get me through this dangerous patch. I passed this newstand with a lone black man was in attendance. He was a black Muslim. He looked at me curiously, but, said nothing. I went a little way further and then heard him running and calling out to me. Having noticed that my garment kept coming undone, he offered me a small device that his women used to fasten their clothes.
Suddenly, the dream shifted to a scene where I was noticed by the cops. [“Girls” as big as me were rare. [No, I am not a drag queen.] 🙂 They stopped me and started asking me questions. Arrogantly.I refused to be interrogated the way they do black men in my town. [Not where I live now.] I was bold enough to defy them and not suffer their abuse silently [I was asking for trouble!]. The cop beat me with his nightstick. I was shocked to realize that the blows did not hurt. I wondered why? As the assault continued, I thought of Christ being beaten by the Romans. I thought that as the Son of God, surely, He did not feel the pain of those blows. I told the cop that I had to pee and he said, “too bad.” I asked him if he wanted me to pee on myself. He was not sympathetic. As he dragged me off to jail, I awoke to find that I did need to urinate. [Note : I was a bed-wetter until I was 14.] Then I awoke and I realized that God was using this dream to assure me that He is always with me, even when “life beats up on me.” Though I am alone, I have God as my constant companion. It is He who gives me the words I write in my blog.
After clearing the “sleep” from my eyes, I thought about the hard times I had gone through in my life. There were times when my lifestyle put me in danger of being arrested. I never was because God was with me. I won’t detail my sins, but, I will say that it involved a “certain white powder.” God was with me then and He is with me now. Before He left us, Jesus told His disciples to “spread the Good News” of His birth and death for our salvation. I asked myself, “How could I follow His command?” Then God revealed that I could witness for Jesus by telling you, my loyal readers, of my dream and my faithful interpretation thereof: Jesus Christ is alive and making a home for you. “Christ will come again!” Have you accepted Him as your Saviour?: Do you have a personal relationship with God? It is not too late. And, remember, no sin is too small or too big for Him to forgive. Jesus loves you!
- Foundation in Christ Jesus… (ptl2010.com)
- What Will You Do with Jesus? (lbtk.wordpress.com)
- The Messiah and the Samaritan woman (prhayz.com)
- Baptism Service at Good News (erikbrewer.wordpress.com)
- Galatians 1:1 (gracegalatians.wordpress.com)
- The Delight Of Sacrifice – Daily Devotion By Oswald Chambers (gospelbondservant.com)
- Third Meditation for Lent (deaconjohn1987.wordpress.com)
- Chapter 7: A Good Question (fanningtheflame.wordpress.com)