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Today I read the following scripture and thought about this dream.

I Corinthians 3:9-15 "Or, to put it another way, you are God’s house. Using the gift God gave me as a good architect, I designed blueprints; Apollos is putting up the walls. Let each carpenter who comes on the job take care to build on the foundation! Remember, there is only one foundation, the one already laid: Jesus Christ. Take particular care in picking out your building materials. Eventually there is going to be an inspection. If you use cheap or inferior materials, you’ll be found out. The inspection will be thorough and rigorous. You won’t get by with a thing. If your work passes inspection, fine; if it doesn’t, your part of the building will be torn out and started over. But you won’t be torn out; you’ll survive—but just barely. (MSG)

Psalms 127: "Except the Lord build the house, they labour in vain that build it: except the Lord keep the city, the watchman waketh but in vain."   Check the foundation you're trying to build upon.

August 2009: I dreamed I was looking at some land. It was HUGE... A LOT of land. It seemed to had been just cleaned off (trees cut down, very open, not a whole lot of dirt (some), not a whole lot of grass (more than dirt), and just wide open). I was trying to pick a spot for the first house to be built. The spot that was chosen had the biggest tree stump. My first thought was not to have the first house built there because it would look weird because of the huge tree stump and I would have to level it out or something. But I said, "No. We'll build the first house right here and the stump will grow into a tree soon." Then I thought to build a 3 bedroom there first. Then I said I will build a five bedroom there. A beautiful home for someone to live in. My thoughts were of building beautiful big homes for low income families to live in. Like section-8 or something. Homes they could be proud of.

I received a number of thoughts on this dream. As of today, I can see that each of them will play out. Right now, the interpretation that Dreamster "D"...LOL gave is what's happening right now. As he said, the stump and its roots are the foundation of the dream. Since October 1, I have had to really rely on God concerning my living conditions. I know the city I live in at this present time is not the city I’m suppose to be in. I began my search for a place to live in the city I know God told me to relocate to (almost 3 years ago). I found two properties that I looked at. I went into prayer about which one to make application for (I was determined not to pay two $50 application fees when God could just show me which one was mine). While in prayer, I saw a vision of this dream. Not the entire dream; just one part...the big tree stump. When I saw the tree stump, I saw a vision of the front yard of the home. Not the entire home; just one part…the big tree stump in the front yard!

The following Monday I contacted the listing agent with questions. She emailed me back the next day and said she would be happy to answer any questions I may have but another applicant had been selected for the home I was inquiring about; but she would contact me if anything falls through. I immediately said within myself, “That’s what you say. That ain’t what God told me”. I didn’t even bother to look for anything else as I knew what God said.

I saw that the property was still listed as available so I contacted them again. I was told that the contract was waiting for signatures and would remain available until it was signed. Instead of me saying “if” this or that happens, I said “when” this or that happens.

After much prayer, I received a call from the agent. She said, “You are not going to believe this.” I said within myself, “No. You don’t believe it. I know what you’re about to say. I know what God told me.” She goes on to say, “I don’t have any other explanation but an email from the other applicant saying she no longer wants the house and has decided to go another route!” I submitted my application and it was APPROVED for the home!!!!!

There is more to manifest in this dream. This is only the beginning!!!! Blessed be the name of my Lord Jesus Christ!

#KingdomPurpose

I had the following dream November 21, 2010 and would like any input that may come up in anyone's spirit.  Thanks in advance...

I dreamed I must’ve been just getting home.  I was lying across the bed getting ready to go to sleep.  Me and my husband (I don’t remember his face.  I don’t even think I was thinking of his face.  It’s like it was just normal – you know?) were talking about something.  I remember saying something to the effect of, “I have got to get up to see what the house looks like.  My sisters done went and bought me this house and didn’t ask me nothing.” (In the dream, I feel like I was just getting home from somewhere and my sisters had gone out and bought me this house without asking me.  They just up and bought it.)  My husband kept telling me to come on and go to sleep but I kept telling him I wasn’t going to be able to go to sleep without walking through the house to see what it looked like.  I got up and walked in the closet.  It was a HUGE walk-in closet in the master bedroom – which is also huge.  It was filled with clothes and shoes that I knew I didn’t buy but was for me (left by the previous owner? – that’s what it felt like). I walked through the kitchen.  There was a small round table with four chairs in the kitchen – it was made out of that good cherry looking wood it was so pretty (eat in kitchen – that was huge) then off to the side was a huge dining room with a beautiful huge table and chairs that was made out of the same wood as the small one but a different design.  It had everything that needed to be in a dining room.  I walked on through and saw like a den, a living room, and a foyer.  All of it was huge.  I’ve never seen a foyer that huge.  The furniture was made out of that huge cherry wood with the big legs and a lot of huge pillows (the good stuff – I love the chairs with the big pillows).  The furniture in the den, the living room and some other room was the same.  In the halls there were closet like doors that were made and designed like I’ve never seen before.  I opened a couple of them but they weren’t closets.  They looked more like …I don’t know.  They were the size of closets but they looked like they were to be used for something else.  I saw two huge stairwells (there were two different ways to get up stairs) leading up to the upstairs level of the house.  Even the stairs were huge.  I was so excited because I didn’t realize I had an upstairs house.  I was so excited to have upstairs!  I was about to go up there when the previous owner walked in. (I felt like she still had keys to get in the house to get the rest of her things).  She came to get something out of one of the closet looking thing (one was by one of the chairs in the living room).  Don’t remember what it was.  I started to think she was coming to get the furniture and I was getting kind of sad.  My dad came out of nowhere.  He reached behind the pillows in the couch and pulled out some papers and gave them to her.  Then I felt like the furniture was to stay and that it was my furniture now…like everything in the house was to stay and I didn’t have to buy anything.  She said something to the effect like, “This house is 10 – 15 years old or something (those weren’t her exact words but I felt like she was saying it had been built 10 -15 years before then)…then she said, I say 10 -15 years because… (I can’t remember her exact words but I felt like it wasn’t that old – like it was a new house - but she was saying that for a reason?)  After she said it, she pointed to her stomach (she was pregnant-she had a little round pudge like she was a few months)  She asked me if I had kids and I told her yes and that my youngest was 4 and thinking to myself that he is 3 but almost 4 (IRL he was 3 at the time of the dream).  I’m thinking maybe she’s moving because the house will be too small for her after the baby is born – But this is a HUGE house!  Anyway, we go outside to see the yard.  We’re in the back yard.  There’s a huge back yard then it fades out to a smaller area where there is a fence separating my backyard from someone else’s backyard.  I asked her how much of the land is mine and she said something that made me say, “All of it’s mine up to the fence?”  She said yes.  At first I thought it was too small of a back yard because my focus was on the small area just before you get to the fence.  Then it kind of opened up t o me and I saw the distance from where I was standing to the fence and it was HUGE.  

Note:  At the time of the dream I was not married and I've NEVER been married.

Wow!!! So much for running, huh?

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Beautiful

I am not an interpreter; therefore, these are only my thoughts.  

In my experience; giving birth (especially to a baby girl), signifies ministry.  This ministry was birthed through faith because you didn't actually see or feel yourself give birth, but you know you did.  You weren't allowed to hold your ministry because you needed a mentor (nurse) to give you instructions on how to "handle" the ministry.  Not only is the nurse giving you instructions on how to "handle" the ministry but you are also witnessing her do it.  Hospitals are meant to heal with treatment.  There may be some type of treatment, for lack of a better word at this time, you will need because of giving birth to this ministry.  I'm not sure about the baby's father calling, other than the nurse's instructions being interrupted because of your communication (normally what phones represent) with him.  There must be something there, as well as his missing the birth; and the fact he asked you what you had named it...plus the fact that you hadn't named it because the nurse was giving you a lot of instructions.  A distraction of some sort, maybe?  However, the nurse continued with her instructions.

I don't know why this keeps coming up in my heart, but I feel like I need to share this with you.  A few years ago, I was at a conference and a prophetic word came forth over my life.  The man of God told me there was a ministry I had aborted but God had given me another opportunity and I was going to give birth to it right at the altar that night.  As soon as he said that, I fell to my knees at the altar in worship.  I didn't know what I had given birth to, but I knew I had given birth.  After that, there were these certain desires that I would have that I couldn't explain.  There were certain experiences I would go through that I couldn't explain.  There were certain questions that I would seek answers too.  One night I went to a meeting and everything I just mentioned above was opened up to me.  What I was feeling was my ministry and through that particular meeting, my ministry was given a name.  I knew what I had given birth to. As I look over those years of wonderings, experiences, questions, and the like, they were all instructions/guidelines/templates concerning the ministry I had given birth to. My first assignment brought a little discomfort that God pulled me out of it and ministered (treatment) to me in the areas where it took a toll on me.  He also opened up, here recently, why it took the toll it had taken on me.  I now know what HAS to be done before going into another assignment.  There have been times, since the ministry was revealed, that I have become distracted, sidetracked, or what have you, but nonetheless; the instructions always continue.  There will always be instructions as we grow and mature from one level to the next.  The instructions will NEVER stop.

Please pray over what I have shared.  Toss everything that doesn't agree with your spirit.

If the way you wrote it is how the Word actually came forth, meaning verbatim; it doesn't say your teachers/peers will directly speak it to you.  Maybe they are speaking it amongst themselves; but may mention it to you close to the end or in the end.

Case in point:  My son literally blew his Junior year in high school.  He did absolutely NOTHING...barely passing.  During his Senior year, a special curriculum program had to be created for him to make up the classes he failed his Junior year PLUS his Senior classes.  It was A LOT of work.  He had 6 classes to take as a Senior; plus 4 classes to make up.  Those 4 classes had to be completed in his spare time.  During one of the parent/teacher/student conferences, his teacher said, "When I looked at your son's schedule, I said, 'There is no way this kid is going to get all of these classes completed in time for graduation.  It's impossible.  He's just going to have to graduate in the summer. I even told him he would probably have to graduate in the summer, but he told me he was graduating with his class.  I just knew it would be impossible for him to do that. But he has proved us wrong.  At this point, he is ahead of where we thought he should be to graduate with his class.  If he's done all of this in such a short period of time, it shows how intelligent and smart he is.  He can do whatever he puts his mind to.'"  My son and I didn't know they had that much doubt and wasn't expecting him to graduate with his class.    

You never know what people are thinking or speaking outside of you being present.  Just thank God in advance for doing what He spoke through your mother.

One of my family members had the following dream:

I dreamed about Bobbi Christina Brown. I know nothing about this young woman except that she was Whitney Houston’s daughter and I loved Whitney and was so sadden by her death. I prayed for Bobbi Christina and her family and was also sadden when I found out that she was dead. Wednesday night I dreamed I saw Bobbi Christina walking with a man but I couldn’t recognize the man because my focus was on Bobbi Christina. The man walking behind her was forcing her to go towards what looked like a lake of water. He had no gun or anything but I knew he was forcing her to go into the lake. Her face had the face of hurt and fear at the same time. She walked towards the lake and stepped in the water and the man kept telling her to keep going. She had this look of fear as she began to get deeper and deeper in the water, but he kept telling her to keep walking. As she began to get waist deep her facial appearance began to change. It changed from fear to wonder, like she was thinking”What’s going to happen to me”. When she got about shoulder deep she had the same expression of wonder on her face. When the water got to her chin her facial expression changed again, this time it was peace and joy as if she knew where she was going, yet she knew she was dying. As the water began to cover her eyes her expression never changed. When the water covered her head I could still see her under water and the water was crystal clear and the bottom of the lake was covered with beautiful flowers. She kept walking under water on top of the flower covered bottom and stepped on the other side of the lake on land. When she stepped on land the area looked like a beautiful painting. Everything was so breathtakingly beautiful, full of these bright vibrant colors of trees, flowers, and nature of things I’ve never seen before. Bobbi Christina had so much joy when she walked on land and she began to just run and rejoice and laugh. Then we saw Whitney running towards her with this huge smile with her arms wide open. They both ran to each other with their arms wide open, laughing, and giggling and ran to each other and threw their arms around each other just laughing. That was the end of the dream. I have no idea why I would dream about Bobbi Christina Brown. I’m 60 years old and don’t even care for television and the music of this age. I love the old black and white movies and I only listen to gospel music. I don’t get why I dreamed of her.

Hi Jasmine.

Yes, it was an amazing experience. When I saw Jesus, I didn't notice a lot of blood. I mean HE wasn't "covered" in blood.

I PRAY THAT GOD WILL DIRECT YOU TO THE HAT YOUR NIECE DESIRES.

I do believe though, that going THROUGH the storm takes even MORE faith, than it does to receive the complete healing.

WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I did a study on this a few years ago. It's a clarion call to the people of GOD to do exactly what you said....COME UP HIGHER!!!!

I attended a 2 night – 1 day Healing the Land Conference. I felt in my spirit this conference was going to change my life forever. A prophet was speaking. Days leading up to the conference, I prayed and told God I was not going looking for a prophetic utterance (as I always do when a Prophet is present [I always get one too…LOL]) but I wanted every message that was preached to be a direct prophetic message to me and Praise God, all three messages was directed straight at me. Yeah, I know others were blessed but they were for me…LOL!

I just want to share what I experienced. I’ve never heard anyone else speak on an experience like this nor was I expecting it. Just as my spirit was letting me know, it was proven at this moment that my life changed forever! I’m still in awe and a lot of times wondering what happened to me through this experience. God did something within me that I don’t fully understand yet.

On December 2, 2011, the Man of God asked us to find a place on the floor to lie down and cry out/pray to God for about 5 minutes. I found a place right in front of the altar. I laid out prostrate. My arms were stretched out to the side, my feet were together stretched out, and my head was down with my forehead touching the floor – making a cross with my body.

As I lay prostrate, I begin to pray. I can’t remember what exactly I began to pray about, but my prayer changed to tongues. I began to pray in the spirit. As I prayed in the spirit, I saw a vision of Jesus nailed to the cross with his head bowed down. I saw the blood, the whips…everything. I saw the people crying out to him. As I looked at this, I began to cry. As I was crying, still praying in the spirit, as I was looking at HIM, I heard, “His feet are not actually side by side. One is on top of the other one.” I then crossed one of my legs on top of the other one. Immediately after doing that, I began to cry uncontrollably. It was like I was no longer seeing in a vision, but I was actually there. I was at the crucifixion. All I could do was say, “I’m sorry!” over and over again and cry!

Then at some point I heard the Man of God say something and I realized I was on the floor. As I got up, I saw that everyone else was in their seats. I was the only one still on the floor. I’m not sure how long I was on the floor, but I do know that as I went through this experience, I WAS NOT on the floor. My body may have been on the floor, but I was at the feet of Jesus.

Praise Him, His Lightbeam!!!! Who did it?! GOD DID IT!!!!!!!

From Cubicle to Office (09/11/09)
The dream
One of the ladies (call her A) in the building I work in went to another building. (This happened IRL) One of the other ladies (call her E) who work in the front, moved into her office. She only stayed there for a very short while. All of a sudden, I was asked to move out of my cubicle and into the office and the other lady moved into my cubicle. (IRL, I work in a cubicle but deep down inside I want this office that has a door!!!!!!!!) The office was HUGE and seemed to be an executive-style office. (IRL, the office is just a regular office – nothing immaculate – not in the same part of the building as in the dream) The office was located between my supervisor (call him B) and his supervisor (call him W) offices. There were three doors to my office. One was on the right which led to “B’s” office. One was in the front (middle) leading to the main hallway of the building. One was on the left leading into a short hallway to “W’s” office. I’m feeling like I’ve been moved to this office and doing my same job duties for my supervisor but not for long. I’m feeling like this move is going to bring a promotion. I closed the doors to the office and started straightening things up. “E” comes in and says something to the effect that “J” (the lead man over W and B) doesn’t want the doors to be closed. I’m like, “This is my office. I can close the doors if I want to.” (IRL, the office doors in this building are always open except for the Office Manager. It seems to be a big deal about the doors being open…IDK – NTway) I see ‘J” walking down the hall with papers in his hands taking them to various people. (IRL, this is what he does when he comes to the building usually after he’s signed off on them) I remember somewhere along in the dream, “A’s” supervisor comes in and congratulates me on the move to the office. (IRL, he’s been getting me to do work for him until he finds a replacement for her. He told me last week that he likes my job performance. He’s been encouraging me to apply for other classifications that he thinks I will work well in and has offered to help me. I have seen promotion all over this man. I even had a dream that he was being promoted before I saw promotion on him) As I was cleaning the office, I saw that “W” had slipped and opened my door. I’m feeling he actually doesn’t want me to close my door. I closed it again. Every time I closed it. He opened it. He never did it when I was looking and I never closed it if he was looking. He came in and sat down in my office. He began to tell me that Madison County was watching us and said that this side of the building was too loud. As if to say, “They are watching us so we need to keep it down so they won’t have anything on us.” There was an employee standing by the door (in the break room but it was almost like she was right up on us) wanting him to do something that needed to be done. He got quiet and acted as if he didn’t want her to hear what he was saying. He asked her what she needed and she said she needed his finger print. She had a BUNCH of white cd paper covers in her hand. He pressed his finger (I can’t remember if it was his thumb or a finger) on some ink and begins to put his finger print (signature?) on each cd cover. The dream immediately switches to me straightening up the office again. There is a chair (you know the ones that don’t have a back all the way across it that usually has an ottoman in front of it…a lounge chair?) I was changing the covers on it then it’s no longer the lounge chair, but a sofa, then a bed?! But all along, I’m changing covers on it. I begin to move things around on my desk. I say to myself that I want the desk and the chair moved to another spot because I don’t want my back towards the door. Scene changes again and one of my friends (Office Manager in another building) comes to visit me and we begin to talk about something (I can’t remember) and all of a sudden there is “A” doing something with another co-worker (job related). “A” speaks to my friend but she only looks at me. I look at her and don’t speak but I sense that she’s not too happy for me to be in the office. I say, “hey, mama” (IRL, that’s what we say when we greet each other) and she spoke back. Then it’s time for lunch. My office seems to have the kitchen in it now on one side of it - THAT'S how HUGE this office is. It seems that we are preparing an office lunch that no one seems to have been aware of like it is a surprise or something. I see HUGE bags of butterbeans, and HUGE bags of half ears of corn. (When I say HUGE bags, I mean these were HUGE bags like Crocker sacks but they were clear bags) I say, “I’ll be eating in the office today. I won’t have to spend any money on lunch. No, I forgot. I brought my lunch. I made spaghetti last night.” (IRL, I made spaghetti last night for dinner!)…
I know there is more but I can’t remember the rest. My baby got out of his bed last night and woke me up during the dream to get in the bed with me.
The interpretation given
Hello V! As I read this dream, immediately what came up in my heart was that there is some respositioning that is about to take place in your work-life, and it includes a promotion for you. This is the scripture backing for this promotion: (Psalms 75:6, "For promotion cometh neither from the east, nor from the west, nor from the south.") In other words, it comes from the North! Promotion comes from God. I believe there is much insight in this dream as to exactly what the promotion could mean for you: It may literally be an executive position. It may literally be a step above your current supervisor, and a step below his current supervisor. I can't say for sure, but that does seem to be what the dream reflects. But, I do know it is a promotion!
I think this new position is going to require some "cleaning up" on your part. I don't know in what way, but you are cleaning up in the dream, and I feel you'll be cleaning up in this new position. I believe you're going to be taken into some confidences that you are currently not involved with by office leadership.
The whole dynamic of wanting to close the door, and your boss wanting it open is interesting. I wonder if there's some opportunity or project that they are going to want you to be "open to", that you will want to be "closed to" for whatever reason. You're not outright telling your boss that you have closed the door, and he's not outright commanding you to open it. But, there seems to be a battle of the "doors" going on between the two of you. It'll be interesting to see how that manifests.
The bags of food at the end of the dream remind me of "harvest time". I believe this is a harvest that is manifesting that you have been sowing towards for some time. I'm sure there is much more in this dream, but I just wanted to throw these few things out to you for prayer and thought! Love in Jesus,
The manifestation unfolding
July 2010, (E) moved into (A’s) office and was given the opportunity to transfer to my cubicle (working for (B), my Supervisor) but turned it down. She still currently works in the office. The Supervisor that I saw promotion on retired in August of last year. I was like, Lord, I know you led me to tell this man how I saw promotion on him, to include sharing my dream, and he received it. Now he’s retiring?!! Huh?!! God told me that HE didn’t tell me the promotion would be there…LOL (HE told me didn’t HE?!!!!)

March 2011, 1 year/6months after the dream, I received a promotion. Not in the same building as in the dream; but in the Central (Main) Office with the same Agency. I have my own office…nothing immaculate. BUT it has a door…heeheehee!!!!! And no, we’re not allowed to keep our doors closed. I can’t have visitors in my office because of the confidential documents I process. I can say absolutely NOTHING about the documents I handle to anyone. I AM cleaning up. I’m making a lot of changes on how things are being done and what’s required to do them. I’m making a few a few changes in a lot of areas to get everyone involved on the same page because I get documents from all over the State so things have to run smoothly with everybody. So yes…I AM cleaning up.

I see an opportunity that may become available to me that I may or may not be open too. Right now, it depends on how it’s offered unless God says, “Take it”. Then it won’t matter how’s its offered, I’ll have to take it. We’ll see.

I'm not sure what type of dream I had last night. It's puzzling me though.

I dreamed there was a man who was using a child to lure women to his car. The little girl looked to be no more than one or two, long pretty hair and dressed in a white lace dress. She was the prettiest little girl you ever wanted to see. So sweet and innocent. He would park his car and call a lady over. At first she wouldn't get too close to the car until he got the little girl out of the car. The lady would then begin to walk up to the little girl, almost as if she was about to get her. That's when he would grab the lady and put her in his car, leave, drive somewhere and rape her.

As I saw this happening, I immediately knew what he was up to(something about his face and demeanor) and would try to warn the lady not to go to the car because he wanted to kidnap and rape her but she didn't hear me. It's like neither of them heard me. Almost as if I wasn't there...like I was just witnessing it without being noticed or heard.

I remember always being around when he did this, and would try to follow the car and call the police to give his location, make and color of the vehicle, and the tag number but I was never able to pin point his location. Somehow, I would always lose him. The lady was never killed.

The last part of the dream is when me and my sisters and a few friends were trying to help me catch him. It was REALLY dark but we were able to find the car just before he rapped her. The only thing is we were trying to walk back to go somewhere for help but it was too dark. All of a sudden truck lights or something came and we had to run to get to the location while the light was shining because that's the only way we could see.

This happened several times and he would always take them to the same spot. It seemed like this went on forever because at the end of the dream, it seemed like the little girl had grown up and he was rapping her. The look on her face...oh my. She was full of tears, her hair looked dirty and short, and her clothes were dirty. But I could tell it was her.

My sister said, "RJ, said if you keep trying to track where he's been, you're going to jail." This was said because he is the one that was said to be raping these women. I felt like he was the one doing it...actually something in me just knew it was him. Then when I saw the little girl, as a grown up, she looks just like his girlfriend.

When we pray, God's answers r yes, no & wait. These answers r definate. If ur like me & d man of God who brought forth the Word 2nite, wait is the answer u struggle with. However, HE tells us 2 wait 2 bring a bigger yes. The best thing about "wait" is HE won't tell u 2 wait now, just 2 tell u no later!

During the wait it seems that darkness has overtaken us especially when we're waiting 4 our dreams 2 manifest. But even n that darkness, GOD has provided light. Even if it's just enough light 4 us 2 take 1 step @ a time...like the light of 1 candle n the mist of our darkest time. Sumtimes those dark seasons will cause u 2 get weary or lose hope n d dream ever coming 2 past. U may even 4get the dream. Not because u don't believe it but u just 4get 2 remember them because its so dark u can't see it anymore.

I needed a candle n the mist of my waiting. I received 5 candles 2nite & I want 2 share them with all of u. The first 1 is what I mentioned earlier about "yes", "no", & "wait". 2) Never make a permanent decision from a temporary circumstance [darkness is not permanent. Storms don't last always. Eventually, things will calm down]. 3) Don't ever determine your difficulty in the light of what's in your hands. A little becomes much when GOD steps in. It depends on whose hands its in. What you have is not all there is. 4) Don't allow your past memories 2 become bigger than your dreams. 5) Build your own fire 2 kindle the fire of your dreams & dream big!

I prayed after I posted this thread last night, and the Holy Spirit led/reminded me of Hebrews 11:1, which is a study about Faith that I started but never finished; to include the entire chapter. However, the study that I have just completed, took me back. As I was studying this morning, I thought to myself that there would probably be a reply using Hebrews 11 and I should probably go back and edit the thread and be more specific or give my example to start off so that everyone would know what I am talking about. In my case it’s about faith and my children. In your case it could and most likely will be about something else.

I know the word of God never loses its power. However, there have been times in my life that a word/scripture that has set me on fire one day, may not do it, even in the same situation, the next day. I need something fresh...something new but not new...you know? I now understand what the word of God spoken over my life in 2005 meant when HE said HE would give me new manna day by day. And I won’t be able to use yesterday’s manna for today (you have to know your yesterday and today).

In this season, I am really being tested and tried when it comes to my children. I’m so worried about my children all day every day; all night every night. It seems like they are being so rebellious all at one time. I mean I was literally falling to pieces worrying about them. Second guessing my parenting. Just praying for God to help me...just tell me what I need to do Lord…you know? I mean to the point of just being exhausted - too tired to do anything. Always in tears because I was in fear of something happening to my children. Literally driving myself insane. I see them being faced with some of the same giants I faced…yes, at their age. Wanting them to know how to turn to God. Wanting and desiring so much for God to just grab a hold of their hearts that they will have a mind to serve Him. If they would just know God, have faith in God, and serve God, I know I won’t have to worry so much.

I’ve been standing on Proverbs 22:6 "Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it.” – Proverbs 11:21 “Though hand join in hand, the wicked shall not be unpunished: but the seed of the righteous shall be delivered” Joshua 24:15 “And if it seem evil unto you to serve the Lord, choose you this day whom ye will serve; whether the gods which your fathers served that were on the other side of the flood, or the gods of the Amorites, in whose land ye dwell: but as for me and my house, we will serve the Lord” Acts 16:10 “And they said, Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and thou shalt be saved, and thy house”. I could go on, but yall know what I mean. Those scriptures would always calm me down; comfort me; encourage me. Then when I saw the enemy really attacking my children, and I know the devil is after them, the fear returned and those scriptures did NOTHING for me. I mean absolutely nothing. So as I was studying, I got a revelation on something I had always wondered about.

When Abraham took Isaac up to the mountain to sacrifice him as an offering unto God as God had instructed him to do, Isaac asked him where the lamb for the sacrifice was. Abraham told him that God would provide the lamb Himself. Ok cool. Abraham built the altar, laid the wood, bound Isaac up and laid him on the altar. He stretched his hand, with the knife to kill Isaac. Oooookaaaaaaaaay. Now Isaac is NOT a baby. He knew full well what was going on and didn’t say a thing. He didn’t ask questions, he didn’t struggle…NOTHING! WHY?! If that had been me, I would’ve been like, “Daddy, you done lost your mind. I don’t think so. You not about to bound me up and put me up on nothing. You said God was going to provide the lamb for Himself so He might as well provide it. Because I ain’t the one. You not about to sacrifice me. You get up there. Because I'm outta here! ” He would’ve had to catch me that day. And that’s just keeping it 100.

I’ve always wondered why Isaac never said anything. I was like he must really have faith in Abraham. I do think he had faith in Abraham, but I think he had just as much faith in God as Abraham did. So in a sense, he had faith in the faith that Abraham had in God – or should I say he had faith in the faith of the God of Abraham…does that make sense? God knew what his reaction would be. Abraham’s faith was not only tested; but so was Isaac’s BECAUSE of the promise, which was Isaac, God made to Abraham. God knew Isaac would have the faith of his father and that’s why I believe He asked Abraham to sacrifice Isaac.

How do I know? Genesis 18:19 “For I know him [Abraham], that he will command his children and his household after him, and they shall keep the way of the Lord, to do justice and judgment; that the Lord may bring upon Abraham that which he hath spoken of him”. God knew Abraham would teach and be an example to Isaac on how to live by faith, believe in the Lord and to walk before God, and be thou perfect (Gen 17:1)
Knowing that Isaac had that much faith in God because of Genesis 18:19, has really comforted, encouraged and admonished me to dig deeper into the word of God WITH my children. Teaching them and being an example. Isaac needed the Faith Abraham had. Not just because of the sacrifice but because of the call on his life. Everything Abraham had…Isaac needed and it was going to take Abraham to prepare him for it by doing exactly what verse 19 states. So as it was for Abraham for Isaac and the generations after him, so it is for me and my seed and the generations after them.

My heart feels so much more and is so full about this, but I’m running out of time. I’ll have to come back and finish.

When it comes to faith, more often times than not, Abraham and Job are the examples of faith in action. Can anyone think of anyone else who exhibited just as much or more faith as these two men? If so, who and why?