Stirring the Waters

One night I had this amazing dream. It went like this:

I was in a luxurious house with a family. The father was abusive. Every time he would do something unkind, I would think of how unjust it was, and it would frustrate me. But I would hear a voice saying, "I see it," letting me know that there is accountability to be made for the injustice. Then I was in the same house with different people. They were people I didn't know, and they were all European slaves in Rome, set in ancient times. Suddenly, as if on cue, they ran for their lives, out the door. I didn't know why they were running, but I figured I would follow since they maybe knew something I didn't.

I went outside, and there were rising flood waters and lots of panic. There were two main groups of people that I perceived. One group was jumping off of roofs and surfaces to commit suicide, assuming the rising floods to mean hopelessness for them. The other group was committing as much sin as possible so they could "have fun" before they died. I didn't really want to be part of either group.

So I walked over across the street to a crowded fountain area. The fountain was flowing, and there was no solid surface on the ground. A guy that I recognized as the head of household from the first part of the dream spotted me. He came after me to capture me, but I prayed that he would leave me alone. Without my using any force on him, he stopped short of grabbing me and left me alone.

So I looked again at the floods and started to think that things were desperate. I had no other choice, at least no other reasonable choice, but to give into the floods around me. I said, "Ok, God. This is it! I surrender to these waters, and I guess I will see you soon!"

Within seconds of my going under water, a white platform arose and supported my body. I heard a voice say, "The day will come when you will call me your God, and you will be My woman."

The message here is so beautiful. It's that no matter how much pain, hurt, and injustice there is around us, there is a God who is in ultimate control. He sees every unfair thing, from the nasty things a bully says to the father who harms his family, the boss who abuses his workers, and the dictator responsible for genocide. He sees, and He will make sure all is set right in the end. He's not there waiting to punish, but waiting to lead each person into repentance and love. In His justice, though, He makes a way in that He Himself takes the punishment for sin so no one has to bear His wrath. Each person must choose to receive His grace, though, or they will die for their sin to right the damage they caused.

Because this is true, we can let go of having to make everything in the world "right." We can allow God to be God while we spend the time loving others. Then God Himself comes in and makes it all what it should be as we concentrate on people's needs rather than their faults (i.e. when your roommate is nasty to you about something they want you to do, being quick to fill their need rather than seeking to avenge your hurt feelings, since their attitude is probably about feeling neglected). It's profound and sweet, and it feels like falling. It is falling. Falling into His arms. We can't manufacture it, or it will be counterfeit. If you want to know how to let go and allow God to move through you, pray. He hears everything you say. Just ask Him to help you understand, and prepare to be amazed.