mirror my dream

I just awoke from an amazing dream… I was in a trailer house (our lives are temporary) and was talking to a fellow about my path with Jesus.

I was telling him that my ministry didn’t seen like a lot of ministries; no big sermons, no flashy razzle dazzle but to just talk with people.

In these two-way conversations, we just talk from one human to another with the Holy Spirit as our third. And discernment happens, questions get resolved, the right prayers said to get a yes from God.

He was amazed at its simplicity. I agreed but said it’s really hard sometimes. I saw myself holding a mirror (James 1:23 - yep 123! - For if anyone is a hearer of the word and not a doer, he is like a man who looks at his natural face in a mirror, for once he has looked at himself and gone away, he has immediately forgotten what kind of person he was.)

And the mirror broke apart in my hands just as we were praying for him at his request for his request. We had to stop for a second while he picked up his phone to answer a call from his mom. She was happily hysterical! She was saying that which had plagued her for so long was now gone! She was at last free! Praise God!!

He was happy but disappointed because his answered prayer went to another.

In the casualness of our “conversation” he forgot there was a third party who was there to give him the desires of his heart, not his mind.

For me… the mirror and its breaking… I do walk with God as a doer.

Awww… God sees 😀