Wednesday, November 15, 2006

The River


It was a dream. I dreamt that I was sitting under a beautiful tree beside a river. The sunlight danced on the water and there was a gentle breeze in the trees. The wind slowly increased and soon the water started to ripple. I opened my eyes wider and stared into the water. Slowly, it started to swirl and slowly I started to see what was happening. colours became faces and soon familiar places and scenes from my life were forming in the ripples of the water. I laughed and cried while I watched these scenes float by.Instictinvely, I reached my hand out to touch the water, but it really wasn't water at all. My hand had touched a smooth and cold sheet of ice which covered these pictures of my life. I tried to smash the ice in order to grab the pictures of familiarity, but saw that these were my past. Once then floated by they were...gone. The word hung in my mind like a heavy fog until I realized that the water was swirling again. This was not just any river, it was my life. I wanted to stop it so that I could control it. Then the truth dawned on me. The only thing that could control this water was the one that created it. I had to fully trust that He would bring peace out of the trubulence. I gazed back into the icy water. It was melting and there were new pictures appearing.New places, new faes, and new dreams. I gently lowered my hand and realized that I could touch these new scenes. I picked each one up. Some were light and I grabbed them with ease. Others, felt heavy and my back bent over the load. These were more like burdens than dreams. I couldn't lift them on my own. I panicked thinking that they would slip from me before I had time to embrace them. My heart was heavy until someone from behing me spoke the words "Do not be afraid." A man had arrived and procedded to lift these scenes with ease. He handed them to me and their weight was as light as feathers. 'This must be the creator,' I though. Jesus wanted to help me... The Creator loves me.
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"Don't try and change the past," Jesus said to me. "Just let me help you with your future."

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