Love–real love–is miraculous.
To love someone like Christ is way past most human’s ability.
I recently dreamed about the death of a loved one. In my dream, I walked up on my sister who had been smashed flat as a pancake. Her body was nothing but dried-out flesh.
As I stood at her side, I cried out to God in a loud voice for the answer on what to do.
“Lay on her and speak love over her,” God told me.
Suddenly, in my dream, I had a vision. In this vision, a room was filled with file boxes. They contained memories of a lifetime with my sister.
As I looked at the files, a hand was there flipping through the pages, ready to grab whatever was needed.
I knew instantly that the only memories she needed from me were the ones in which she and I had spoken truth to each other in love.
I pulled those files up.
I began reminding her of them. How blessed and thankful I was that I had every moment and every memory.
As I shared these memories, her ribs started forming a rib cage, and her heart started beating. Her body started to form, and, just as quickly, she rose from what appeared to be a nap!
She was made whole and new!
As I woke from the dream, God was speaking to me about forgiving others’ trespasses–as I have been forgiven.
The power I had inside of me was to give myself over to Love and let Love be what it is: It hopes all things, endures all things, believes all and doesn’t fail.
My love has always been conditional. I am seeing this more and more.
My heart yearns to know and manifest a love that only comes from being possessed by my Father in Heaven.
My desire is to be His that I may always have the ability to Love.
Suddenly, as quickly as God showed me this, as quickly as I asked for God to give me such Love, I felt Him deliver me.
I was filled with a Love for my sister as I have never known!
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