I had one of those dreams last night that went on forever and ever. It seemed to last all night long. In my dream I was talking to a young lady. We appeared to be friends. She was due to be married but was apprehensive.
We talked on many different occasions and then during our last talk she confesses to me that her soon-to-be husband was physically abusive. Upon hearing this, the me in my dream reached out to this lady and cupped her face in my hands. I looked her in the eyes and said, “Don’t do this.”
She looked at me crying and said, “I know. But, I have no other place to go.”
I responded, “I can help. I know people who can help. Please let me help.”
The remainder of the dream was spent arranging for a safe place for this lady.
I woke up the next morning thinking about this dream. The feelings of hopelessness felt so real to me. I thought about the action of cupping someones face in your hands. I think I have only done this to my young son when I’ve needed him to pay close attention to me.
This dream and this action stirred up this thought.
I wonder how often Jesus has reached out to us and cupped our face in His hands attempting to get our attention? Child, don’t go that way. I can help you. I know a better way. Listen to me. Things are not hopeless. Follow me. Trust me.