What a Dream!

RARELY do I remember what I dream, but I STILL remember a short dream I had the other night!

Hubby and I were at a large deaf event, like Deaf Expo, although I am not sure what it was. We were walking around and chatting with deaf people when I noticed a newly converted DEAF FRIEND of mine enthusiastically going up to deaf people and signing: "Are you saved?"

If they signed back "Yes", she smiled and gave them a hug. If they signed: "NO, and get out of here.", she quietly left them to go to the next. BUT IF THEY SIGNED: "I don't know what SAVED means" or " I hope so"....she would gently take them by the hand and lead them to us.

Holding the person's hand (my dream only showed woman to woman), she came up to me and said: Would you please explain to her what SAVED means.

This happened over and over. All the time we were there, I noticed this deaf friend, going around as if THAT was the whole reason she came to this Deaf event.

I had come to meet Deaf people.
She had come to lead them to Christ.


Oh that Christ might make me more of a soul winner. Oh, that Christ, would stir up the Deaf people to reach other Deaf people for Jesus. Oh, that my dream will become more of a reality!

Good Friday

Since my children were babies, I have had my idea of the PERFECT WAY to spend GOOD FRIDAY afternoon.

[Now, I rarely get to truly spend it this way, but my heart does every year.]

When the children were tiny, I would gather them into the living room, we would turn off most of the lights, the TV and all sound. And from 1:00 until 3:00, we would sit in silence, sing, or read the Bible.

[When life got busier and they didn't want to comply with my ideas of silence,.....I started to only celebrate this way in my heart.]

There is something so precious and holy to ME about Good Friday. I have felt this more strongly as I age and have experienced grief over the death of loved ones and friends. I have been with people when their child died, or their spouse died and the loss and grief cannot be described. I can only imagine how Mary felt watching her precious, oldest son, being tortured and hung publicly on that cross of shame. I can only imagine the confusion in the minds of the disciples and other followers, who did not understand why a GOOD man like Jesus, had to die. Many people thought their hopes and dreams ended during the time of the Crucifixion.

I don't know what you plan to do today from 1:00 - 3:00, and I don't know what I will actually be doing either.....but my heart will go to a dark room and be EVER GRATFUL that He hung on that cross, shed His blood.....for ME!

Another special GOOD FRIDAY happened in Watson Bible Chapel, several years ago. A group of us marched in to Service that day with black flags and we waved them in different formations to depict the song: Via Dialosa. THAT was a spiritually powerful experience for me that I have never forgotten.

Whatever your body does this afternoon.....silence your heart, and bow your knee.

And Remember: Sunday is coming!