Last week I had a dream. First, let me explain a few things.
When I was a little girl I was inflicted with nightmares, the result of bad decision by the adults in my life. This left me with an irrational fear of the dark that I’ve only recently been able to conquer. But not all my dreams were bad.
I was standing at the top of this mountain, WAY above the earth. It was vast and green…deep green…and did I mention it was high? Heights. Another one of my fears.
Such a fearful child.
God was there with me. “Jump” he said. “No. I’m afraid.” “Jump. You won’t fall.” Something about his voice calmed me, reassured me, let me know that I did not need to be afraid. So, I jumped. And I did not fall. I soared. Like an eagle. I soared over the earth. And felt free. Free beyond words.
I had that dream several times as a child. Always the same. Always leaving me longing for the feeling of freedom…to soar.
When the leadership at Cornerstone changed, I again began having dreams. Dreams that I knew were judgments. I knew I was supposed to share them…but I never did. I was afraid. Always afraid.
I did share one of the dreams during a service. About a door. No one understood…it was like, “Oh. It’s her.” But, this dream…it was real. And I started looking for the door…because on the other side was God. And Freedom. Pure freedom.
Finally in October of 2008, I had my final dream. The one that let me know that I wasn’t to return to the church. That I was to leave…to not partake in the wickedness and warfare that was raging there day after day.
It was at this time I was reminded of the dream from my childhood. Leave. You will not fall. I will catch you. Trust me. Have Faith. I am not a building. I am not an organization. I am not a voice of man controlling every aspect of your life. I am God. I AM. I am the one who Created you. Walk in the freedom I made you for.
So. I left. It was hard. But I did it. And my life has never been the same since. And my faith has abounded beyond my wildest imaginations. My confidence. My trust. My love. Freedom. I walk in pure freedom. It is beyond comprehension or words.
I’m reminded of the words by Eleanor Roosevelt, “Freedom makes a huge requirement of every human being. With freedom comes responsibility. For the person who is unwilling to grow up, the person who does not want to carry his own weight, this is a frightening prospect.”
So, this week I had a dream. A dream where I was told to stand bold, using the power of the Holy Ghost…the gift given to me at the age of 6…to LIVE the words of my favorite scripture in Isaiah.
1The Spirit of the Lord GOD is upon me; because the LORD hath anointed me to preach good tidings unto the meek; he hath sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to them that are bound;
2To proclaim the acceptable year of the LORD, and the day of vengeance of our God; to comfort all that mourn;
3To appoint unto them that mourn in Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the LORD, that he might be glorified.
So, I post, with courage and boldness. The words from the very depths of my soul. Not afraid. To share the TRUTH. To give those enslaved the opportunity to remove their chains and walk in freedom. To stand for that which is right and refrain from that which is evil. To proclaim with all boldness, that TODAY, is our salvation…not tomorrow…or the sweet by and by. But today.
It all starts with a simple word: Courage.
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