My
New Room
In this dream I lived in the church. The church 'building' was my home and it was being completely remodeled.
The entire time I just followed the Master of the House, ('the one in charge') as he told the workers and decorators what to do and where to put things as they rearranged everything and such. The Master made a point to make room for everyone in the family. He took extra care to make sure that everyone who was a part of the church had a new room and was not forgotten during the remodel of process. Everyone but me. Or so I thought.
I remember thinking to myself, ' We've been through every room in the building and the master hasn't once mentioned me and he has filled every room. There is no room left for me here. Where will He put my things?'
I remember thinking to myself, ' We've been through every room in the building and the master hasn't once mentioned me and he has filled every room. There is no room left for me here. Where will He put my things?'
Sure enough, the only room left was the sanctuary. I
didn’t say a word to the Master. He simply looked at me and motioned his hand
as if to say,
“This is your new room.”
I followed His lead and walked in to the newly decorated sanctuary and looked around to find all of my most precious and personal belongings tucked nicely together in a very small area that was made up to look like a bedroom. There was a window and a bed and a cozy chair; very humble and homey. It was perrrfect! It felt so warm and wonderful. I felt so at home. There was such peace. As I was looking around in amazement I recognized the carpet underneath my feet and suddenly remembered I was in the sanctuary, and that the Master had made my bedroom right up front at the altar. At first I was almost upset and did not like the idea and began to question the Master,
I followed His lead and walked in to the newly decorated sanctuary and looked around to find all of my most precious and personal belongings tucked nicely together in a very small area that was made up to look like a bedroom. There was a window and a bed and a cozy chair; very humble and homey. It was perrrfect! It felt so warm and wonderful. I felt so at home. There was such peace. As I was looking around in amazement I recognized the carpet underneath my feet and suddenly remembered I was in the sanctuary, and that the Master had made my bedroom right up front at the altar. At first I was almost upset and did not like the idea and began to question the Master,
“What?” I asked as I paced the room, “Does this
mean I have to take my room apart and put it back together every time we
have church?”
I almost started to cry in anticipation of the exhaustion of all
the work.
Then the Master “touched me” on my shoulder and said,
Then the Master “touched me” on my shoulder and said,
“No
my sweet child. Don’t be ridiculous. This is your new room. Here
at the altar with me. This is where I want you to stay.”
“For
it has been granted to you on behalf of Messiah Yeshua not only to believe in him, but
also to suffer for him,” Philippians
1:29
”But rejoice inasmuch as you participate in the
sufferings of Messiah,
So that you may be overjoyed when his glory is revealed.”
So that you may be overjoyed when his glory is revealed.”
1 Peter
4:13
The Lord
is always faithful. Always. I am blessed. In the hardest times of my life. I
am the most BLESSED. In the loneliest times I find I am closest to the Lord and
hear His voice speaking to me ever clearer. How do people live without
HIM?
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