This blog post will probably not be well put together – but my brains about to explode because I need to put this in front of you before it’s too late! Sounds a little dramatic I know, but if I don’t share it with you now – when it happens, people may not believe me. With this post, I risk sounding absolutely nuts, but I can’t wait to tell you this!
Before I tell you the recent story, I have to back up to August 2011 – before losing Elliot, before losing my Mom, before the adoption process, etc.
I have WILD dreams – most of them amount to nothing, but occasionally I have one that I know means something without a doubt. In Aug 2011, I had this dream that I was grieving because I had been trying to share how real God is with someone who just could not accept it. There I sat on the floor in this lake house with 6 strings, all yarn, before me – 3 black and 3 white. I contemplated God’s will, and I began to pray, “God, without me laying a hand on these black strings, please tie them together. You are a God that is capable of this. Please God, hear my cry!” I opened my eyes expecting to see them all tied together – but they were not.
So a second time – the same prayer but with more intensity from my soul. Opened my eyes – Nothing.
Third time – with all intensity from my soul I prayed the same prayer, and cried out, “God, I know this is Your desire. Please tie these 3 black strings together!” I opened my eyes, just as someone was walking into the room, and all 3 black strings were tied together and, on the bottom of the black strings, all 3 white strings were also tied together. Words could not come out of my mouth because of complete awe.
>>>>>>>>>> Fast Forward 10/23/14
During my Bible reading and prayer time yesterday morning, I was feeling like a broken record as I was crying out to God to please bring our son, HC, home. The words from the Bible were really soaking into me:
As I read these words, I gave praise to God for His law, His timing, His peace and life He has given me.
With these words, I was realizing that if I already have something – there is no reason for hope because “it” is already there. It is waiting and longing that produces hope… some reason this was so comforting to me. Hope is a beautiful thing.
As I was taking it all in, these words were spoken clear as day to my heart:
“I didn’t just tie the black strings together.”
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This is about the dream from oh so long ago!!!! God did not just tie the black strings together! He gave me more than I asked for in that dream – He tied the white strings together too. I prayed for something seemingly so menial in my dream, yet God deemed it important enough to not only answer my prayer but to also go above and beyond!
I know you want to ask me – “so what does that really mean?” I think the general gist is “Halee, don’t give up! Not only am I going to give you what you’ve been praying desperately from your soul, but I’m going to give you more.” – from God.
I don’t know specifically what He is going to give us – if it’s “A” thing or if it is a season of blessings. I really don’t know, but I rarely am as creative as God – so I’m not going to mull over all the possibilities; rather I am just choosing to be expectant of a gift. My God is a great big God and is so capable.
Oh, there is so much I want to say. I am in such hopeful anticipation. The Lord definitely filled my cup yesterday with a hope that I have long needed.
Please share your heart with me today. I would so love to hear your thoughts, your prayers.
Many blessings to all my readers.