Thursday, December 3, 2009

In My Arms

I think I figured it out
We need to be together
Like the shore and the sea
We are not one thing
We're drawn here together
My ocean and me

I dream to hold you in my arms
I dream to hold you in my arms
To hold you in my arms
Wide awake in my arms
-Jon Foreman, In My Arms

Papa spoke to my heart last night in a dream. I haven't dreamt about marriage for several years, and was starting to wonder if it was still something I really truly wanted. I asked God before I fell asleep to speak to my heart; to share His passion for me; to show me my dreams, and His desires for me. Well He did. He showed me that He has someone specific for me. Someone special. It's no secret, I want to be a mother. He said not to worry; He would bring someone who wanted to be a father just as bad. We would be perfect for each other.

I've always wondered if marriage was a legit desire. I know that sounds stupid. But I always thought "Most people have dreams to do all this crazy stuff and here I am with a desire to be married." I have other dreams too, but one of my biggest desires is to be married and have children. Papa totally affirmed that in me last night. People were made different, to walk out different callings. He put this desire in me, and it isn't wrong. It was the best dream He could have ever given me. It showed me that I was created for him, and he was created for me. Not to worry. Not to fret. Papa would bring him to me when we were ready. So today, Jon Foreman's song was in my head. "My ocean and me".

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