A Word of Hope

Jan 13

The other night I sort of feel I received a word from God in a dream, a word of hope. This week the SUM community has been doing a group fast, 5 days from Mon – Friday. This was my first time particpating in a group fast like this; there was a distancing of ourselves from things that usually occupy our mind and hearts, and a real spirit of readiness to hear from God. It seemed with such a fast this was an expectation, that God would use this time of our greater awareness and attentiveness to Him, to reveal things that were hidden, to speak a special word to us, especially concerning our unbelieving spouse (or perhaps others that were on our hearts).

In my dream, the last thing I heard before I woke up was this rather odd phrase – spoken essentially by God: ‘Hope, I’ve added water.’ Normally I wouldn’t pay much attention to the strange thoughts in my brain, but in my dream the words came from God Himself and they stuck with me for some reason. Something else struck me as well, because it was in a creation-type context: it was not just an increase in water; it was as if God was adding water where there was none before. And, while I was thinking along the lines of creation, the meaning that spoke to me most was in the context of the woman at the well and the living water that Jesus gives; that God had now given this water to my unbelieving husband. My heart understood it as a message to hold onto my hope and BELIEVE, because the Holy Spirit was now active and working in his life/heart.

The next day, I sought confirmation for what I felt had been revealed to me in my bible. I opened first to genesis – and in creation, God doesn’t add water, but everything begins with the waters… Then I sought out the story of the woman at the well. At first I thought it was in Luke, but with the HS I realized it must be in John, and then was able to find it and sit down with it.

The words ’the water I will give him’ and the part about the spring welling up, they leapt off the page with new meaning. They brought tears of joy and hope to my eyes. Then, quickly I found myself doubting, did that really happen, those words jumping off the page to me or was it only because I wanted them to? – (It was true that I didn’t successfully open randomly to that page – but that story was the direction the spirit led me when I first received the words.)

And, still I wondered. It was like it was too good to be true.

I had decided the night before, that I would try to hold Jesus’ hand (to have Him present) throughout my whole day today. So, still pondering w Jesus close by, I felt him watching me and seeing my doubts and urging me to greater faith as He reminded me gently to BE; to live in this moment, to accept this gift, to just be and receive. So I did, and I’m holding onto hope - and His hand.

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