When God Wakes You From a Dream

Life is interesting, the way one event kind of propels us into another. Sometimes we may wonder why we had to journey a particular course or why we were held up from a destiny we had always imagined, only to discover our life mysteriously comes together according to plan, even if it’s not really what we thought we wanted.

This is where life had taken me, into a crash landing where I survived, but vacillated between discouragement and heartbreak. To make matters worse, that stent of my journey was a place I had been before, like a GPS gone haywire and sending me down the same stretch of highway over and again, only this repeating dilemma wasn’t due to a broken GPS, it was due to a broken me. For three days I cried and finally I prayed, “Ok God, I have no idea what I’m doing, but from now on I’m doing it your way.” If you’re bored with life, a move like this will definitely shake things up a bit. For me, this is when life started to get very interesting.

A month or so later, I was sleeping and in my dream I was in a big, white room and a young woman was there with me. Suddenly a voice spoke, “This time next year you will be married and having a baby.” I remember looking around and thinking the message must be for the girl, but she was gone. Did God just speak to me? I wondered, feeling a little like Abraham’s wife Sarah. I pondered it as I fell back to sleep.

Generally when God gives a word, the word comes to pass. At this point I had just started the process of becoming a licensed foster parent, and in good faith I decided to set up a nursery, based on this dream and some other nudges in that direction. That next year there was a baby in my crib, but no husband in my bed. I puzzled over it. Why would God answer half of His word and not the other half? It made no sense.

The truth is, our preconceived notions can interfere with seeing the work God is actually doing. This was indeed the case, but it wasn’t until God revealed the truth, that I finally understood. That monumental decision I made in my distress was a catalyst for something even bigger. God took me seriously and created a covenant relationship with me, which is basically a contract between two parties that involves a commitment and promises. A marriage is considered a covenant relationship, therefore the word had come to pass, just not in the way I had expected.

God does not speak to people like this very often, but He has his reasons when He does. As John Paul Jackson put it, sometimes when the journey will be rough, He wants you to have a word to cling to. Other times it’s Him speaking things into existence. Whatever the reason it shows He cares and has a plan for your life. For me personally it has made Him more real to me and built trust where I needed it most. My life will never be the same.