Do You Hear What I Hear?

After a sleepless night of being very carnal and judgmental with my beloved husband, I chose to go to the throne, and worship my Redeemer, who cleanses me of all unrighteousness and sin.  I bowed at the Lord’s feet and repented so I could be forgiven; “If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness”. 1 John 1:9   

I could then hear my radio as if it were suddenly amplified, capturing my attention with this song and I joined in with raised hands and voice!  

 

I must confess that I struggled with my worship a bit at first, still feeling slightly condemned from the previous night and the deluge of other things wrong with me which seem to flood my mind invariably at times when I am trying to focus on the beauty and grace of God.  At times like this, it takes a determined choice to PRESS through those distractions and REFUSE to believe anything but God’s truth that says I’m forgiven and cleansed when I own up to what I’ve done.  I must trust that He throws my sin as far as the East is from the West…how far is that???     It’s as far as forever…it’s forgotten.  In my human filtering and short sightedness, I find that concept difficult to grasp.  I then have to press past the temptation to disbelieve His TRUTH on the matter and let the consciousness of the sin go.  Today, I just chose to be done with that; it’s settled!  I chose to believe that truly I am forgiven and can come to Him as a child, just believing what my Daddy tells me, fully trusting Him.  In that moment, I stated out loud for the benefit of my own ears and any “others” (angelic, demonic, the Lord), which may be listening, “There is therefore now no condemnation to them which are in Christ Jesus, who walk not after the flesh, but after the Spirit”.  Even though my walk is not yet perfected, the One who is my Judge sees my heart’s desire to be like Christ and that I am trusting He will transform me in His timing.  We can give ourselves and others a break in this because it’s a process, not a magic transformation like a wave of a wand and “poof”…we are completely different in all ways we think, act and talk once we are born again!  

I found myself suddenly flashing back to a dream I had a few days prior but had forgotten until this moment. In this sweet, peaceful dream, I was singing to God in a voice like the angels.  It was the purest sound, flawless, hitting notes which the most talented artist would struggle and envy.  It was pitch perfect and I didn’t want it to end.  Like every dream, however, it did end. 

How does this dream relevantly apply to my worship experience today?  It means that in the ears of our Lord, when we worship Him in spirit and truth, from a place of surrender, pouring out our hearts of adoration to the One worthy of all honor, it is this resonance which is perfection to Him.  Just as any parent cherishes the sound of their precious child singing to them, enjoying it more than listening to the most accomplished star, so does our Daddy God treasure the voice of His dear child who is presenting the sacrifice of praise unto Him.  It’s fruit from our lips.  It’s a sweet savor, a most pleasant aroma, wafting up to His nostrils as if it were a delicious pot roast stewing in the oven.  It’s the fragrance of the lushest garden of jasmine.

As I was entering deeper into my demonstration of love for my Lord, my hands shot up in display of surrender to His HOLINESS and supremacy, yet as a darling toddler reaching for their daddy to pick them up.  Why is this expression so awkward and suppressed in our corporate worship experiences?  We should all be grasping for Daddy just as I witness all of my sweet grandchildren holding their hands high in determination that their daddies (and mommies) will see and answer with a nuzzling cuddle.  Again, we just have to press past the fear of opinion and judgment of others.  Who cares what they think?  They are not our judge; only Daddy is and He will judge this act as lovely and one He desires; “Nevertheless, the hour is coming, and it is now, when the true worshipers will worship the Father with spirit and truth, for, indeed, the Father is looking for suchlike ones to worship Him. God is a Spirit, and those worshiping Him must worship with spirit and truth.” John 4:23-24.   

What daddy doesn’t want to reach down and embrace their sweetheart of a child who is so longing to be snuggled by their parent?  God inhabits the praise of His people.  Psalm 22:3  He’s right there with you when you adore Him and you get a bonus; His enemies scatter!  Matthew 21:16; Psalm 8:2   This posture of worship, peace and rest not only honors Him, but is a blessing beyond measure when you offer this act of worship to your Lord.  You will be blessing the Lord with your adulation of how lovely He is, and in return He blesses you with chasing away enemies such as fear, doubt, sickness, worry, jealousy, and other things which torment our soul and keep us from God’s best for our lives.  Strongholds are broken and our cups run over!  He also reveals more of who He truly is as you enter the throne room of grace and receive that revelation.

Some of my most lovely, life-changing moments have occurred while in worship of my Healer, Deliverer, Shield, Wonderful Counselor, Savior, Protector, Defender, Peace, Shelter, Strong Tower, Strength, Portion, Very Present Help in time of need; the One who overwhelms me with His mercy and goodness even though I don’t deserve it.  Like my dream which I didn’t want to end, likewise are these encounters with my Lord.  I want to stay in the beauty of His presence forever!  I am transformed, renewed, encouraged, and transported to a stature of peace.  How I love Him…

I encourage you to go and pour out yourself before your God.  Do this in your own private time with Him, where no one sees; and do it while in worship at church, where others will see your unashamed abandon of self.  Make the sacrifice to the One who made the greatest sacrifice for you, and watch the Lover of your soul move on your behalf. 

THE POOL IS OPEN! AN INVITATION FROM GOD-Dream with Interpretation

THE POOL IS OPEN! AN INVITATION FROM GOD

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Dream with Interpretation  

[partial interpretation within the dream itself will be in (  )’s]

November 12, 2012

God is stepping up my dream life again.  When I was just a youth in Him, returning to His welcoming arms after taking a thirty-plus year hiatus, He brought to reality in my life the scriptural promises that in the last days of which we have no exact idea how long that time frame will be, we will dream dreams, see visions and be prophetically inspired by His sweet Spirit. Acts 2: 17-18  

In the mid 1990’s, I became prophetically inspired in my sleep, when I returned wholeheartedly to the Lord, fully trusting Him with my life, no matter what that would look like or bring.  I began asking Him to give me a prophetic mouth, mind and heart.  Little did I know what I was asking; in fact, I had NO CLUE!  Even so, I still would not trade the mistakes I have made, the heartache I have suffered in rejection and hatred, the strange things I have seen and encountered, to go back to a comfortable yet “boring in comparison” life ever again.  My life is thrilling and far from mundane.  It is a delight to ones heart like no other when you KNOW THAT YOU KNOW that the vast God of the universe has taken the time to communicate a symbolic message to your heart.  If you will seek Him for the interpretation, He will then touch your mind and heart with the very meaning of His heart which you and/or someone else needs to hear.  At times, He literally takes my breath away as He blows my mind with these divine encounters and I am changed…

In this dream, which occurred a couple of evenings ago, I was just going about my busy business, aware that it was the month of November and that we were getting ready to settle into Winter’s slumber and rest from Summer’s heated activity.  I looked out the window (God giving revelation, revealing a needed message), and to my surprise and delight I saw a swimming pool with several kids and adults cheerfully swimming and playing, charging down the slide, jumping off the side, relaxing in a steady swim mode.  All were totally submerging themselves in the refreshing aquatic playground.  God knows how I love summer fun in a pool, or at least basking in the sunshine during pool season!  It was inviting, as I knew my apartment pool had already been drained and would not be open.  (Have to go where there is the presence of God, not a temporary place to live but this place in Him is a permanent dwelling place, Psalm 91.)  

I looked again out the window and saw a second pool at another location with the same scene as the first one; people with glad hearts in this position of submersion, (submission).  I began to wonder if I could go there.  The question marks in my mind began to pop up:  Do I have time?  Am I presentable?  Is there something else I should be doing?  I looked a third time and saw another pool, just as the two previous scenarios; carefree people thoroughly enjoying themselves.  (Out of the mouth of two or three witnesses every fact is confirmed.  2 Cor. 13:1  When God repeats a matter two or three times in a dream, it is confirmed, which brings me to the place of understanding that I need to take Him seriously at this word in this particular dream.)

I noticed however, the hour seemed to be getting later as each time I glanced out the window; it was a bit darker outside.  You would think I would just go ahead and jump right in, knowing that with each delay, the time was shortening for me to enjoy this opportunity which was presenting itself to me.  BUT no…I had to look around for my makeup!  I just couldn’t go without that!  How about my hair which was an untidy conglomeration of what I would equate to a rat’s nest?  I couldn’t go until I’d straightened that mess out!  I kept glancing by way of the pool as it grew darker and darker.  I finally had such a compulsion that if I didn’t leave my “to-do-list” behind and go NOW I would totally miss this blessing.  After all, how many times are pools open in mid November?  

I scurried off before it closed and noticed the pool was half shaded and half sunny.  I longed for the entire pool to be sunny, but due to my procrastination, I had cost myself the very best portion of this blessing.  I still enjoyed what was left, however, with knowledge in my heart that I had chosen to forgo the best of what had been offered.  If only I had just answered the call initially…

INTERPRETATION

Overall, this dream is saying that God has seasons of specific blessing for us to submerge ourselves in His presence, (swimming pools).  Anyone who has walked with Him for a while has had seasons where His presence was overwhelming, ravishing our hearts with unspeakable joy, peace, and clarity of His voice and vision.  Then seemingly, without an apparent reason, those encounters seem to suddenly dry up.  We walk in a still and perplexing time wondering, “Where are You, God?”  

Our Father will extend the invitation to come to Him, but it is our choice as to whether we will let the busyness of everyday life distract us from intimate encounters with the Master of the Universe.  We think we have to get other things all lined up just right before we can come, which my makeup and hair were symbolizing.  However, I hear the Lord saying, “This is vanity.”  He is using the play on words here with the obvious visual of me demonstrating vanity in my dream by wanting hair and makeup just right, yet He is truly saying, “It’s a waste of your time.”  Our God says, “Come to Me, now, as you are.”  Taking time to complete the tasks we see as necessary will only cost us some of this precious presence of God, and we won’t receive the best He had to offer at the moment.  This is the same problem busy Martha had.  She was too concerned with getting things perfect for her guest, Jesus, instead of realizing, she was with her brother, Jesus, who didn’t care what condition the house and meals were in.  He just wanted her with Him, which her sister, Mary, so wisely understood.  In fact, that astute Mary demonstrated her intense desire to get intimately close to Him; to absorb all of Him she possibly could in that moment seated at His feet.  She chose the lowly place where we are humbled but which is a place we receive the lovely grace of our Lord.  (Luke 10:38-42) 

In the mid 90’s, when I first turned my heart around and gave it fully back to God, I was on a mountain top of surprises and encounters like no other time in my life prior.  It was a revival in my heart in which I completely fell in love with my Savior.  I longed for Him far above anything or anyone else, having discovered this was the One of whom I could never do without.   I would spend hours with Him, soaking in His presence during very worshipful experiences through anointed music which catapulted me straight into the throne room of God.  I was fortunate enough to have a life event which seemed tragic at the time, but which actually afforded me the time to sit and soak like one who spends luxurious periods of time in the warmth of a much needed bath to ease away the stress, aches and pains of the day.  I learned more about my Lord during these worshipful times of healing and deliverance, then I ever did in traditional mainline church services which were only a token of my time, giving me the deceptive idea that I had done my religious duty and was right with God.  I took risks in these prophetic times, however, as I chose to believe what was in my spirit instead of my head.  My head would reason away the encounters as “just my silly imagination!”  To counter this, I decided to pray and believe that if I was crazy, and these were not legitimate encounters with the True Living God, that He would take them away and fix my foolish head.  I asked Him to sanctify my mind and give me His mind. 1 Cor. 2:16

I wish I could tell you I stayed in that lovely place.  In self righteous moments, I have judged the characters in the Bible, astounded at how they would have supernatural encounters with God only to turn and revert back to their old ways.  I have discovered through my own human weaknesses that it is the nature of our flesh to do just that.  We get caught up in the busyness of life with its twists and turns of events, and we wander off the path ever so slightly until we eventually are so far away from where we started it takes our Shepherd to come get us and bring us back to Him.

Currently, I am feeling the wooing of my Lord once again, after going through a several year period of what I refer to as a “dryish” place.  The dryish place is a place which seems like He’s not there in manifested presence to the degree I had enjoyed previously.  His voice is more difficult to hear.  The wonderful thing about the dry season, however, is that it presents an opportunity to lean ever closely inward to the whispers coming from the lips of our Lord.  We have to purposefully draw near, as we long to know exactly what this Marvelous One is saying.  In this, we demonstrate our heart of choice, which clearly speaks to the heart of our Lord, “I desire You above all else.  I crave Your wisdom.  I can’t do without You.”  It is a testing place in which the Teacher does not give away the answers but remains quiet in order to bring out into the obvious our responses and what we know.  This place of testing is a place it’s easy to get frustrated, disappointed, disillusioned, and even angry at God.  In His sweet slowness to anger, however, and His not returning evil for ours, He lets the dry season do its work in perfecting us to a degree greater than we were before we entered this season.  

My prayer is if you too are sensing the wooing of the Lord to come unto Him, that you will answer this knock on the door of your heart.  If you are having a stirring in your spirit to share time with Him, set aside the distractions for whatever time period you believe He is calling you to.  I will warn you; this will be challenged by the enemy of the Lord who does not want you to redirect your priorities.  Satan wants you distracted, too busy, stressed, frustrated, unsuccessfully attempting to fill the void you sense with things which will never satisfy.  Truly, nothing will fill this empty place for you except our Gracious God.  You will have to press through the sudden: sleepiness, phone calls, family/friend/work demands, wandering mind, and whatever else seems to get in the way to steal this precious time.  Guard this time, being determined that nothing will interfere, and that you WILL have this no matter what.  

If you will find some worship music which seems to stir your heart, put that on and worship.   Sing to the Lord, knowing He finds it precious and delights in the voice of your heart, even if the sounds coming from your mouth are distracting or unattractive to you.  It is a sweet savor to Him as the fruit of your lips drip with adoration for Him, or at the very initial least; displays a sacrifice of obediently honoring Him.  Draw into our Lord as you would any beloved human for a hug.  Press in; staying the course, trusting you will be rewarded with His presence even if at first it seems awkward or uneventful.  He loves you even more than the most adoring parent their child.  Dive in and swim in His presence!

Dream of Not Being Prepared

Following is a dream I awoke from this morning which I believe the Lord would have me share.  It has some interpretation within the recording of the dream, indicated with (  )’s.  The full interpretation follows the dream.  I will only name some of the characters due to trying to protect people’s anonymity.  I know who these people are and what they symbolize to me as God reveals His interpretation to me, so it’s not necessary to name them.

Dream of not Being Prepared 

October 28, 2012

I was at South Callaway School waiting in the passenger seat in a car.   My dear friend who is in political office, was just outside my window discussing something with someone. She then got in the car and started to drive.  Her husband was seated between us in the front seat.  There were kids in the back seat, (including one who represents discernment for me in my dreams).  Once we were traveling, I could see how uncomfortable her husband must have been in that position so I asked him if he indeed was uncomfortable.  He assured me he was fine.  His legs extended over to my side of the floor but I felt it really was acceptable.

There was an election coming up and I asked my friend how we should vote, (there are decisions we need to make which the Lord should be directing as it is His kingdom which should rule in our hearts.)  She said we definitely should vote for “truncated” (which means shortened).  She said this would put in place a building plan for a road which would go straight to Wal-Mart so those who lived in that school district would no longer have to go all the way around having to come into a nearby town to get to Wal-Mart.  Her husband was all for it too and encouraging a vote for it as well.  I said that it totally made sense to not have to go all the way around any longer as they were located right by it!  When I told the child in the back seat, she agreed, (represents judging all things and submitting to wise Godly council).

In the next scene I was in a class trying to find a seat.  I was tired of feeling like I was always lagging behind so I just went ahead into a little room where I assumed we were all going to move to since we had done it that way previously.  As I was walking over there, my socks were dangling out of the backs of my shoes as they were just tucked in that way because I wasn’t properly wearing them. (Socks represent a foundational garment for shoes.  Shoes represent peace, Eph. 6:15.  This is another nudge from God to seek Him who is the foundation for all peace as He is the Prince of Peace.)  I didn’t have a place to sit comfortably where I was and didn’t feel well anyway so I just wanted to select my place in this other room now.  (When we are uncomfortable in the circumstances of our lives, we just want to get a quick fix and “feel” better.)  

I entered a very small, dark, circular shaped room, almost like a little cave and had to seat myself on the floor as there were no other options.  There was one stream of sunlight beaming in and I wanted to sit right in it so I could feel better from its warmth on my skin, (even though I have my faults, my heart truly desires the Lord and His ways.)  The teacher just kept talking and since no one else was coming into my room I peered out to the outer room only to discover just about everyone had left!  Now I had to scramble to catch up with them because I was determined not to get lost or lose track of everyone.  I tried hard to run but my legs wouldn’t cooperate.  A couple of other kids, who were super slow or somehow challenged, even passed me!  I tried to keep my eyes on where the kids were going as we went outside and into another part of the building.  I couldn’t see anyone, but figured they had to enter one of the three very archaic looking doors now before me.   I chose one and walked into an ancient, dark, and uncomfortable cafeteria.  I could hear kids talking and knew it was lunch time.  I then realized I wasn’t prepared for going to lunch; I didn’t have my own lunch nor did I have any money to purchase one.  I became frustrated because I knew it was going to be difficult for me to go without eating.  

I tried to find someone to sit next to and found a girl named Carolyn, (who was from my drill team when I was in high school.  Drill team represents time of training, boot camp, being prepared in the past).  She was by herself but had an empty desk right next to hers.  I asked if it was saved and she said only for who was going to sit by her, (the Lord saves us and seats us right next to Him in high places above all else, Eph. 1:20, 2:6.)  I asked if I could sit there and she said, “Yes.”  

I started to sit down and realized I was not going to be able to go without eating after all.  With a shudder, I got up looking for a way to get lunch and saw someone getting the last of the “free” or extra lunches.  I asked a guy if I could borrow some money and he begrudgingly loaned it to me.  I got in line as the cafeteria ladies brought out a nice meat tray arrayed with what I thought looked like beautiful Filet Mignon cooked just the way I like: hot pink center, not too well done, not too rare!  Much to my disappointment, however, upon closer inspection, they actually had more of a hash brown flaky type texture.  I asked if it was hamburger and was finally told yes, so I put back the one I had taken.  I exclaimed, “I can’t eat raw hamburger!”  I knew it would make me sick from all the over processing.  I Iooked again and saw the tray was gone.  There were other people behind me in line so I let the cafeteria people know we were out of meat.  They brought another tray, seeming like they truly wanted to help desiring to keep things stocked as best they could but some things were just out of their control.  What the lady laid down this time was individually wrapped meat in white paper.  I couldn’t see what it consisted of so I turned a piece over hoping for a window of clear wrap so I could see what was inside.  (Judge all things and keep what is good, use discernment, ask for God to reveal what you need to know.)  There indeed was a clear window of plastic, in which I could see that it was more of the same kind of meat, only this was cooked more thoroughly, to the point of being even  flakier and completely dried out.  (Anything other than the pure truth of the Lord, will just be dry to our soul and “flaky”, or unreliable, no matter how nicely it’s “packaged”.)  I didn’t really want it but it seemed there were no other options, (I was settling.)  As I tried to take a portion of this undesirable food, that too disappeared and only a few scraps were left on the platter which I unsuccessfully tried to scrape onto my plate.  (The Lord tries to rescue us repeatedly from doing the wrong things but we are sometimes headstrong and won’t listen to Him.)

I moved onto the next table to get side dishes but there were only a few measly looking relishes.  I was hoping to get some vegetables but there was nothing that looked healthy or appealing.  One morsel lying on the table looked like an olive (anointing of God) but upon closer inspection, I discovered it was a strange green fuzzy type thing that looked candied like the “fruit” in fruit cake!  (No offense to those who like fruit cake, but for me this symbol represents the fake fruit that tries to present itself as good when it’s so yucky!)  What little bit was left over on this table presenting itself to me, was just crumbs of rubbish I would never want to eat no matter how hungry I thought I was.  I then looked for something to drink but there wasn’t anything!  I asked about that and the cafeteria ladies said they just couldn’t bring it all.  Although this room was specifically set up for our class, it was all worthless!  (Things of this world will not satisfy, only the Lord and His ways will fill us up! John 4:14)

I sat down by Carolyn and now there were three desks configured in an L-shape where there once was only two.  I sat at the leg part of the L instead of right next to her.  I complained about how this place was all set up in such a disappointing manner.  She didn’t say anything but instead seemed to be content being seated and observing.

Interpretation:

The name Carolyn means:  Free Man, which would explain why she was there but just observing; not upset at all.  None of this really seemed to affect her as she was able to maintain her peace. She still offered what she felt she should to help but not in a way that would compromise or jeopardize anything she was to hold onto.  She stayed seated in a restful way which those who walk in peace are able to do.  Initially, if I had sat down and waited with her, I would have been right next to her, in a place of peace, but in striving to get what I felt I couldn’t do without, I then was seated in a bit of a “disconnect” with her (the leg of the L).  I inherited even more frustration at what I had to settle for because I wouldn’t just seat myself in peaceful trust of the Lord in the circumstances of which I found myself.  None of what I tried to obtain in my own effort was satisfying and I had nothing to show for all my endeavors.

I believe the main message is for me to pray for us, that we will be prepared for our circumstances so that we won’t come up short on what will be available, having to settle for the crumbs or at worst…getting nothing.  Also, I am to pray like King David did, that we will not commit the sin of presumption, because that will cause us to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, again getting nothing and lagging behind.  I also need to pray we are not arrogant in thinking we know what we need but instead wait on the Lord to supply our every need, Phil. 4:19.  He will give us grace in our patient waiting on Him, but will have to frustrate the proud who strive in their own strength, James 4:6.

South Callaway represents the south direction which in scripture can mean going through trials, but we can still be doing well even in the midst of them.  Just as in summer with warm southerly winds, we are much happier than when cold northern winds bluster down on us, Acts 27:13-14.  I believe this is saying that no matter what is going on around us, we are to keep our ear tuned into the Lord’s voice and His direction and He will have us in a place of peace, and grace whereby we will be observers and not shaken.  Others may be disappointed and frustrated, feeling they are suffering loss, but those who wait upon the Lord will be sound and satisfied.  

The first scene with my friend, who is actually a very Godly woman holding a political office, represented that there is a wise way to know how to navigate through these times in a righteous and just way…it’s the direct route, which will shorten our time of testing, providing the necessities which will easily be accessible and all in one place, (Wal-Mart represents a one-stop-shop.)  We need to understand the Lord is our Provider-the one place we go for everything!  We are to get rid of our old habits of trying to make our own way which only causes us to have to take a longer trip; just like the children of Israel who took forty years to make an eleven day trip.  

Make us prepared and ready, Oh Lord, to go the route You would have us and let us not refuse to surrender all to You in order to make the trip as short as possible yet still serve Your awesome purpose in our lives!

When we jump ahead, trying to be sure our needs are met, we will be sorely disappointed as it will not end up being anything we can really use anyway.  Just as raw hamburger can make you sick from all the over processing, we cannot over process what God is doing or seeming not to be doing in our lives.  We must trust Him regardless of what’s going on, because of His lovely nature and Who He is.  He, who sees the end from the beginning, knows what is best and knows the perfect timing for everything.  He has good reason for why He does the things He does, but it is not always for us to try to figure out.  He will reveal the “why” in the right time as well.  There’s nothing wrong with asking, but we shouldn't strain to figure it all out.  Once we’re frustrated or angry, we have gone too far in trying to figure things out.  Don’t suffer from “paralysis by analysis.”  

The fact that this dream took place in a school is indicating that this will be a position whereby we can learn something.  Being in an old, dingy building shows that we need to come out of our old ways of thinking and acting if we are going to be served the good things God places in our hearts of desire.  We cannot be deceived into thinking we will get the best from these old places of behavior, (thought I was getting Filet Mignon but it was only bad hamburger.)

My friend’s husband’s name means= lustful. This is not just sexual.  It can be anything/anyone we have an intense unholy desire for in that it promotes itself above our desire for God.  It’s idolatry.  We can have a lust for power, knowledge, sports, food, companionship as well as other more obvious addictions and cravings like porn, nicotine, alcohol.  However, in the dream, her husband was contained between us, the voice of wisdom, (my friend) and my own desires, (me) and was not a problem.  His legs being on my side of the car indicate there is a possibility for these weaknesses of our flesh to rise up and cause us problems, but if we will keep them controlled by listening to the voice of wisdom they will not rise up against the purposes of the Lord in our lives.  God will be in the driver’s seat of our lives; they will not take over control.  If we will take those things we tend to exalt above God or which have had command of us, and instead, make them surrender to the authority of God, then hearing His voice will not be difficult as those things will be restrained. We need to burn with passion for the Lord, yearning for His presence, yet still desiring other things He gives us.  We just need to keep them in proper position in our lives, present but not preventing the true, intimate relationship with our Lord He so deeply desires.  IF we are not careful to do this though, these things can come between the Lord and us.

To simplify this entire message:  We need to stay focused on the Lord, learning ever more to hear His voice and stay in the peace He offers for those who will humble themselves under His mighty hand and allow Him to be Lord over our lives.  He will place us in the right place at the right time and we will not need to struggle.  We will be satisfied where He has us, having entered into that restful place of trust in Him and His wisdom.