Stuck? Trapped? Blessed?

I'm thankful for my church family.  I mean that.  It's a group of varied people with different "stuff" going on in their lives, but when we come together, we kind of help each other with our "stuff".  Sometimes it's sharing a concern with the congregation so we can pray for each other, both in the worship service and at home during the week.

I strongly believe in the power of prayer and I know God answers.  

I had a dream this morning.  Part of it was weird.  OK, ALL of it was weird,
Stole them.

I was helping set up some equipment for some kind of presentation at my church.  I'm not sure what, but part of it involved showing some short videos and I was helping set up the TV monitors for it.  Some lady came in and I had to explain to her that it wasn't the presentation, but part of a larger presentation.  When I went to leave the pastor walked out to the parking lot with me and that's when I noticed that my truck was on jackstands (not blocks, but jackstands) and someone had separated me from the two rear tires.

I wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.  The last part of this part of the dream was thinking I needed to take a picture of this and send it to my boss when I called in because he wasn't gonna believe this one.

Then I was someplace else, but it was a church and this guy was chasing this kid and he forced open a door and ran by me.  I chased him and we got into a fistfight which I won.  The next thing I know is that I'm throwing this guy into a car and his brother (who for some reason in the dream we were both afraid of) and I'm driving them around.  Dude is afraid to tell his brother I just cleaned his clock and I'm afraid dude is gonna tell his brother I just cleaned his clock and then I'm gonna have to fight his brother too.  So I'm just driving them nowhere, and decide to just take them back where we came from.  As I did, then we were on this street that I swear I'd been on before and the next thing I know we're out of the car and walking to where we're going, except it's like this obstacle course and part of it is jumping from ledges.  They're not far jumps, but the last one we all fell onto this sofa that was like in the lobby of this building, and dude's brother got a little hurt.

And then Bucket had to pee so that was the end of the dream.  Thankfully.

I told my roomie about the tires thing in church this morning and he tells me that he thought it was a providence.

So am I stuck?  Am I trapped?  Or am I blessed to know that I'm right where God wants me?  I'm feel like the former, but I'm going with the latter.  

On any given day, my life is a mystery to me.  I see God at work all around me.  I'm walking with Jesus and trying my dead red best to be obedient.  And I'm not going anyplace anytime soon.

Not the answer to my prayer that I wanted.  But it is the one I got.  

And that's OK.  Because it ain't about me.


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