Facts

My comprehension ability always seems somewhat muddled.  Do I forget easily, dream often, read only parts of books or not hear well?  My wife and I once sang at a valentines banquet, I believe the song was a rendition of "Wind Beneath my Wings" by Bette Midler.  This song is quite a mellow, sweet song of someone or something giving strength to whomever or whatever when times were somehow or somewhat not good.  Of course in my recollections of past memories, readings, dreams or creations I developed a wonderful introduction to our song.  A wife of a struggling pastor hoisted his wings to incredible heights by great bursts of blessedness.  We sang magically and the crowd erupted into wondrous jubilation (if I remember correctly).  We meandered back to our seats and as I sat down my wife leaned over and asked me where I had gotten that story.  As I bowed my head into my soup I wondered if I had heard the story from someone or if in the deep recesses of my mind I had concocted the whole thing. 

Last night I had a dream that a George W Bush doll was left in our house, came to life and we became great friends.  Will I someday take this dream as fact and tell my great grandkids I was a presidential advisor?  Possibly.  But certainly I would be the only one who may think it possible. 

My thoughts and ideas all come about from stories, books, dreams and even some facts mixed together to create a rather interesting collection of wonderment. 

Gods work is much different.  He uses truth, intricate detail and omniscient insight in His dealings.  Ideas I can't understand, plans I couldn't contrive and concepts I could never imagine.  The Bible has many books in it that reveal how life was, is and will be, written by many men whose only exposure was what God revealed to them.  As this life unravels and it becomes as God says it will be, facts take on a third dimension.  To me a fact is something that is...to God a fact is also something that will be.

Gods Word....a collection of truths written by men He appointed...to understand all He gave... to share all the love we could ever imagine.

Prodding

Do you have trouble keeping up with people?  I don't mean in a race, as such, but life in general...God has blessed my life with many wonderful people, so much more than I deserve.  But my discipline of keeping all these people part of my current life seems so out of reach.  However, grand memories often fill my mind of these friends.  The laughter, sorrows, prayers and ideas we shared are so...right there.  These memories happen to me over and over.  I think I have been misreading these reoccurring experiences.

I have wonderful friends from long ago that I had corresponded with every five years or so (see what I mean?).  But very often memories of them would come over me.  A smile would come to me as I would remember this beautiful and contagious couple.  Unfortunately, fabulous memories were as far as my mind went.

Not long ago my memories were rocked with the disclosure of a marriage in distress.  What had I done?! I had misread Gods prodding for a call to arms as just a fabulous memory.  How else would the Holy Spirit coax me to pray?  Most all memories of my friends are wonderful.  It's what He had to use to move me to pray for them

Satan has already been defeated and he knows it.  But in the time he has left he will confuse and mislead us as often as he can.  We cannot miss the moving of the Holy Spirit to uphold our friends.  People are hurting.  Often they do not know why and more often don't want others to know what.

                   No matter how God brings people into your memory, pray for them.

                                                           You think ~ You pray

                                      We must not misread the prodding of our God!