Friday, January 14, 2011
Dream A Little Dream.....
About six months ago I had a dream that I had a baby.
In the dream I was in the hospital giving birth, but I didn't feel any pain. Then, all-of-a-sudden, the doctor hands me this tiny baby. The baby looked like it was premature and unhealthy. As I was holding the baby, it started to shrink. I felt extremely stressed out because as the baby got smaller, I had a hard time keeping a hold of it. By the end of my dream, the baby was so small that I dropped it (I am saying "it" because I can't remember if it was a boy or girl) and had to use a magnifying glass and tweezers to pick it up.
I woke up from that dream thinking it was just another one of my weirdo vivid dreams that probably doesn't mean anything.
But then I kept having dreams that I was having premature babies.
A month after that dream, I had another dream that I had a tiny, premature baby and was stressed out about it.
And then again the following month.
I finally decided that I needed to pray about it and see if God was trying to tell me something that I wasn't getting.
As I was praying God started showing me what it all meant. He showed me that the desires and dreams that He puts in our hearts, are just like babies. We need to take time to grow and mature our dreams because if we try and make them happen outside of the perfect timing of God....they might not survive.
Women are pregnant for around 10 months. During that time, the baby slowly grows in them and they begin to change as well. The time between conception and delivery give both momma and baby a chance to grow, prepare, and adjust. If a baby comes too soon or doesn't come out soon enough....it can mean bad news.
Our goals and dreams need the same kind of patience and care.
When it's time for the baby to come there are unfortunately labor pains. Right before the baby comes is the hardest work.
Sometimes we have to go through hard work and pain in order to see our dream come alive.
There are times when a mommy-to-be just wishes she could hold her baby already and not have to wait, but she knows that the health of her baby depends on it not arriving too soon. After all the waiting, the worry, and the pain....none of it is remembered as she finally holds her little one.
God's timing is everything.
The reason I was having dreams about premature babies is because I was wanting to make some changes in my life before their time had come. I was impatient (no shocker there), irritated, and trying to do things in my own strength and in my own timing. If I would have kept pushing even though it wasn't the right time, things might not have worked out for me. God revealed to me that just because it wasn't time yet, didn't mean my dream or goal wasn't going to happen. He was trying to get me to see that if I would just allow myself to trust Him with my dream....He would take it and make it into something that I could never achieve in my own strength. My heart is connected to Jesus' heart. My will is to do His will. My dreams are His dreams. My purpose is Him. Why wouldn't the Sower harvest what He planted? Knowing this helped me have patience. Even though it was hard...I waited.
Not too long ago, I finally dreamed I had a healthy two-year-old....
It's go time.
Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you,
K to the T