Why you read this thing....

You know you miss the salad days of the blog....the ones where I used to tell you all the stuff that was going on in my life.  And then I started just dropping hints, or perhaps, not even that.  I haven't written with any regularity recently.  I did tell you the stuff that went on with the people that crossed my path at the Rescue Mission.  I don't know if that's a foreboding of things to come.  I don't think so.

I had the oddest dream the other night.  It started with me being in the woods with a woman.  I picked up this log and heaved it over the top of a ridge.  Then I thought I ought not have done that because I didn't know what was on the other side.  I walked up to the ridge and saw a tall thin man wearing a hat walking on a path.  I missed hitting the man.  He gave me a dirty look and just kept walking the path.

Then some other weird stuff happened that I don't remember and then I was back in the woods and this time I picked up the log and threw it.  I immediately thought to myself "I shouldn't have done that because I almost hit that guy the last time."  I ran up to the ridgetop and there was that same tall man.  I'd knocked off his hat and his face and head were bloody.  He teetered and fell.  And then the pile of logs the log I threw landed on all started rolling down the hillside.  it was like I started an avalanche of logs.

And then I woke up.

I said something stupid tonight but walked it back before I did something stupid.  I wanted something and I almost tried getting it my way instead of God's way.  If I would have done that, then it would have been tantamount to putting something before God.  Fortunately, I had time to walk it back, which I did.  I gave up trying to get the thing I wanted the most right now because I really do love God more.  I'm starting to remember to look at things in the shadow of the cross.  If the thing is for me, it will come in God's time and His way.  I don't think so though.  But with the dream I had, I'm reluctant to dismiss anything in life.  I think it was a warning about unforeseen consequences.  These days, I walking to the ridge first and looking over the side before I do anything (metaphorically speaking).

If you're reading this, would you stop and pray this for me, please:

Dear God,

Please give Dale the wisdom he needs to see what path you want him to go down and the courage to live his faith in You and Your Word.

I believe in the power of prayer more than I believe in my own ability.

I really do love God more.  If I'm willing to sidestep the one thing I thought I wanted more than anything, then I'm thinking that maybe all the Scripture reading is starting to take hold and I'm growing more and more mature as a Christian.  And that's something God can use.

I met someone.  I like her.  I'm taking things slow.