It wasn’t just a dream

“‘In the last days, God says,
    I will pour out my Spirit on all people.
Your sons and daughters will prophesy,
    your young men will see visions,
    your old men will dream dreams. Acts 2:17

I am an old man; and I did have a dream that came true, and I believe the dream was a message from God and, even though the dream had a very negative outcome, I still believe that God is showing me that He is in control. Here’s how it all came about.

In April of 2015 I had been declared cancer free but I was still suffering from the pain where they removed my kidney, and I was still extremely weak from the stroke. The stroke had caused deafness in my right ear and near blindness in my right eye. My arms were so weak that I struggled to remove a cap from a jar. And to make matters worse my wife had refused any form of physical contact because, as she said, “I don’t want to be the cause of you having another stroke.” And she had suddenly become invisible. By that I mean that she was never home. She made sure I had food to eat but she was never home.

I remember the dream well because I wrote it in my journal immediately. I never recall my dreams so I knew this dream meant something. I had the dream on the night of April 9th, 2015, which was a Wednesday and I wrote it in my journal on Thursday, the next day, at 9:45 a.m.

I do not recall the entire dream; all I remember is that when I awoke I remembered the numbers 7 & 8 and something like a large stack of luggage sitting on the floor in the middle of a large empty room.

During the months of May and June I did a lot of walking, which was strengthening my legs and I began working out with dumbells and handgrips. I was also beginning to feel like I was living alone because she was never there. I didn’t have a vehicle; back when I was having all the medical problems I had to give up my job at Honda which meant I had to give my vehicle back to the bank which resulted in my filing bankruptcy.

Wow! That all sounds terrible, doesn’t it? But thank God, I stayed in the word and, like Paul said, I prayed constantly. I knew something was going to happen; I just didn’t know what; so one of my prayers was asking God to get me out of this hellish mess. And then it all came clear.

On Wednesday, July 8th, 2015, my wife finally admitted that she had a lover. Do you see it? July 8th! July is the seventh month; the numbers from my dream were 7 & 8. We had about a five minute discussion and, by the end of it, I knew she wanted me out of there. It was her house and I had to go. We were living in a small farming community about nine miles from the nearest town and I did not own a vehicle.

But I did begin packing and she even helped. She worked for Kroger Super Market and she brought me ten large banana crates to pack; plus I had three large plastic totes. The only furniture I would need to move was my desk, book shelf with about 200 books and a small cot that was stored away. From that very day, July 8th, I moved to the couch where I slept for the next three months.

All the time that I was packing to leave, I still prayed and asked God if I was doing the right thing. By the time October rolled around she must have been getting anxious because she offered the use of her car so I could start looking for a place to live. I was all packed and ready; everything I owned was in those ten boxes and three totes. which were stacked against the living room wall.

It was the last week in October when I found the place I now call my little prison (more on that later). Now, here was the problem; I was no longer working and I was no longer able to work. That meant that I was going to have to live on my meager social security check which, at that time, was less than $1000.00 a month. And it was on that very day that I was reading my bible with a reference to Malachi 3:8-10, which is on the matter of tithing.

Before I even turned to it, I knew what it was. “Oh Lord God” I prayed. I had not been tithing for some years and I couldn’t believe it was coming up now at such a time. Then the Spirit reminded me of the pledge I had made as they were wheeling me into surgery. “Lord, if You bring me through this I will do whatever You tell me to do.”

OK, I will. And I will do as You say … “Test me in this”

As you will see in my upcoming posts, God is true to His word. There’s one more thing before I close this. After I talked to the young lady at the office of where I am now living, I went back to the house to tell my wife I would be leaving but she wasn’t there. I decided I needed some words of wisdom so I opened my bible to where I had left off the night before and I prayed: “Lord God, it looks as though I have found a place but I am still not sure I am doing the right thing. Please, Lord; I know Your feelings on divorce but I simply cannot stay here unless You tell me to.”

I had finished Matthew 18 the night before so I turned to Matthew 19 and when I got to verse 9, I had my answer directly from the mouth of Jesus Himself. “I tell you that anyone who divorces his wife, except for sexual immorality, (boldness is mine) and marries another commits adultery.”

With the help of two friends, Terry B. and Elden S. I moved to my new home on November 4th, 2015, in Greensburg, Indiana. They didn’t actually help me; they did it all. I helped them by carrying my own clothes to the truck. Our divorce was final in May, 2016.

Oh, one other thing before I close. Yea, I know, I said that earlier but I must tell you this. On the morning of my first full day in my new apartment, I walked out of the bedroom and into the living room. As I looked toward the dining room all I saw was this big empty room with my ten boxes and three totes sitting in the middle of all that empty space. It was the other part of my dream back in April of 2015, seven months earlier.

Today is March 11th, 2020 so that was almost five years ago. The things that God has done in my life since then must be told and He has made it clear that this is my mission for now. Remember I told you that all the furniture I had was my desk and a small bed and book shelf. In my next post I will be telling you how God furnished my whole apartment.

Praise his Name; praise the Name of the Lord.


3 thoughts on “It wasn’t just a dream

  1. Thank you Rebeca. All I can say is, God is good; God is merciful; and His love endures forever. He has sifted me like wheat with harsh discipline but I have learned to TRUST and OBEY, and that’s the key to everything. Thank you for the comment; it encourages me to continue.

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