Good morning to you. I hope this finds you doing well in your today and if not, if you are in a time of difficulty which seems to be going around these days, may be there is something here for you. I always hope someone can benefit from what I post here! Sometimes it may only be me lol but that is ok! The message from the Women’s Spirit strongly resonated as did the message for the 13th from Streams in the Desert. There have been so many times in my life that I thought “nobody was listening” but everything worked out just like it was supposed to….patience and faith were key! Don’t give up on you, Don’t give up on the God or Goddess of your understanding. A phrase that comes to me a lot in times of anxiety, fear and worry is the loving voice that says to my heart (my insides), “All will be well.”
4 Dreams/6:05 am
1st – was the most detailed about being with Donald Trump. His saying “he felt like an outcast.” The women in his life caused a lot of drama. I remember a room that had a large window – like a french door with sheer curtains? There was a view – that’s where he said he felt this way.
2nd – Something about touring Hitler’s childhood home and 13 pictures were taken. The last one was of a little boy at the entrance of a large doorway. I couldn’t see the details of him, just a small boy in shadow.
3rd – About being in a military like complex — seemed to be many floors. I spoke with someone in this place who was in a position of authority.
4th – Someone watching women dancing. This dream was not in color but black and white. The women dancing were modern and like in a dance studio. This person was on the outside looking in. There was a woman who seemed to be trying to lure this person inside (pornographic) but the person watching “wasn’t into that.” There was something about a very large neon green bra being put on this person just before I woke up.
The message today from A Woman’s Spirit goes perfectly with the amazing anniversary card we received from our dear friend Les yesterday! It’s the little things that you miss in a significant other when it is time for them to transition on. Never take them for granted!!
A Woman’s Spirit Hazelden Meditations
I want to be loved, and for that to happen, I must love others and I must want love for them. – Betty MacDonald
Feeling loved is so elusive. We savor the feeling when it comes, and we think if we hang on tightly it won’t leave. But we must give love away if we want to keep feeling it. That is the paradox. It is also a principle we can rely on absolutely.
Feeling generous in spirit toward others gives us a powerful blessing in return. We quickly sense that whatever we feel toward the friends and associates in our lives we feel about ourselves. Carrying love for others in our hearts assures us of feeling loved too. It’s easier to understand once we begin utilizing this principle. What we give away, we get back.
I can influence whether or not I am loved by how I treat others today. What I sow I will reap.
Streams in the Desert Daily Devotional – Cowan Publications Inc. 1925
“All things are possible to him that believeth.” (Mark 9:23.)
The “all things” do not always come simple for the asking, for the reason that God is ever seeking to teach us the way of faith, and in our training in the faith life there must be room for the trial of faith, the discipline of faith, the patience of faith, the courage of faith, and often many stages are passed before we really realize what is the end of faith, namely, the victory of faith.
Real moral fibre is developed through discipline of faith. You have made your request of God, but the answer does not come. What do you do?
Keep on believing God’s word; never be moved away from it by what you see or feel, and thus as you stand steady, enlarged power and experience is being developed. The fact of looking at the apparent contradiction as to God’s Word and being unmoved from your position of faith make you stronger on every other line.
Often God delays purposely, and the delay is just as much an answer to your prayer as is the fulfillment when it comes.
In the lives of all the great Bible characters, God worked thus. Abraham, Moses and Elijah were not great in the beginning, but were made great through the discipline of their faith, and only thus were they fitted for the positions to which God had called them.
For example, in the case of Joseph whom the Lord was training for the throne of Egypt, we read in the Psalms;
“The word of the Lord tried him.” It was not the prison life with its hard beds or poor food that tried him, but it was the word God had spoken in his heart in the early years concerning elevation and honor which were great than his brethren were to receive; it was this which was ever before him, when every step in his career made it seem more and more impossible of fulfillment, until he was there imprisoned, and all innocency, while others who were perhaps justly incarcerated, were released, and he was left to languish alone.
These were hours that tried his soul, but hours of spiritual growth and development, that, “when his word came” (the word of release), found him fitted for the delicate task of dealing with his wayward brethren, with a love and patience only surpassed by God Himself.
No amount of persecution tries like such experiences as these. When God has spoken of His purpose to do, and yet the days go on and He does not do it, that is truly hard; but it is a discipline of faith that will bring us into a knowledge of God which would otherwise be impossible.
“We know not what we should pray for as we ought.” (Rom. 8:26.)
Much that perplexes us in our Christian experience is but the answer to our prayers. We pray for patience and our Father sends us those who tax us to the utmost; for “tribulation worketh patience.”
We pray for submission, and God sends us sufferings; for “we learn obedience by the things we suffer.”
We pray for unselfishness, and God gives us opportunities to sacrifice ourselves by thinking on things of others, and by laying down our lives for the brethren.
We pray for strength and humility, and some messenger of Satan torments us until we lie in the dust crying for its removal.
We pray, “Lord increase our faith,” and money takes wings; or the children are alarmingly ill; or a servant comes who is careless, extravagant, untidy or slow, or some hitherto unknown trial calls for an increase of faith along the line where we have not needed to exercise much faith before.
We pray for the Lamb-life, and are given a portion of lowly service, or we are injured and must seek no redress; for “he was led as a lamb to the slaughter and…opened not his mouth.”
We pray for gentleness, and there comes a perfect storm of temptation to harshness and irritability. We pray for quietness, and ever nerve is strung to the utmost tension, so that looking to Him we may learn that when He giveth quietness, no one make trouble.
We pray for love, and God sends peculiar suffering and puts us with apparently unlovely people, and lets them say things which rasp the nerves and lacerate the heart; for loving suffereth long and is kind, love is not impolite, love is not provoked. LOVE BEARETH ALL THINGS, believeth, hopeth and endureth, love never faileth. We pray for likeness to Jesus, and the answer is, “I have chosen thee in the furnace of affliction.” “Can thine heart endure, or can thine hands be strong?” “Are ye able?”
The way to peace and victory is to accept every circumstance, ever trial, straight from the hand of a loving Father; and to live up in the heavenly places, above the clouds, in the very presence of the Throne, and to look down from the Glory upon our environment as lovingly and divinely appointed. — Selected
I prayed for strength, and then I lost awhile
All sense of nearness, human and divine;
The love I leaned on failed and pierced by heart,
The hands I clung to loosed themselves from mine;
But while I swayed, weak, trembling, and alone,
The everlasting arms upheld my own.
I prayed for light; the sun sent down in clouds,
The moon was darkened by a misty doubt,
The stars of heaven were dimmed by earthly fears,
And all my little candle flames burned out;
But while I sat in shadow, wrapped in night,
The face of Christ made all the darkness bright.
I prayed for peace, and dreamed of restful ease,
A slumber drugged from pain, a hushed repose’;
Above my head the skies were black with storm,
And fiercer grew the onslaught of my foes;
but while the battle raged, and wild winds blew,
I heard His voice and perfect peace I knew.
I thank Thee, Lord, Thou wert too wise to heed
My feeble prayers, and answer as I sought,
Since these rich gifts thy bounty has bestowed
Have brought me more than all I asked or thought;
Giver of good, so answer each request
With Thine own giving, better than my best. – Annie Johnson Flint