“Through the Lord’s mercies we are not consumed, Because His compassions fail not. They are new every morning; Great is Your faithfulness.” Lamentations 3:22, 23. (NKJV).
“Grandfather. I don’t know what to do.” Timmy came into the kitchen as Grandfather poured a cup of coffee.“The nightmare again, son?”
Timmy put his head in his hands. “Always the same. The fire's burning my hands. I can't put it out no matter what I try.”
Grandfather looked into his grandson's tortured eyes, prayed. Lord, tell me what to say. Please set him free.
Timmy continued, “I prayed but I--”
“We’re going about this all wrong. You’ve asked forgiveness?” Timmy nodded. “In 1 John 1:9, God’s Word tells us He forgives us and cleanses us. So you’re forgiven.”
“Then why these dreams?” Timmy brow furrowed.
“The enemy is torturing you. He remembers the things that scare us but The Lord Jesus chooses to forget them, to wash us clean. Through the Lord's mercies we are not consumed. His compassions are new every morning.”
“What can I do?”
“Grab your pad and pencil. First, write down the dream, then we’ll pray over it. Next, write your prayer to the Lord Jesus across the written dream. Be sure to put His name across it.”
“I don’t see how that will help--”
Timmy continued, “I prayed but I--”
“We’re going about this all wrong. You’ve asked forgiveness?” Timmy nodded. “In 1 John 1:9, God’s Word tells us He forgives us and cleanses us. So you’re forgiven.”
“Then why these dreams?” Timmy brow furrowed.
“The enemy is torturing you. He remembers the things that scare us but The Lord Jesus chooses to forget them, to wash us clean. Through the Lord's mercies we are not consumed. His compassions are new every morning.”
“What can I do?”
“Grab your pad and pencil. First, write down the dream, then we’ll pray over it. Next, write your prayer to the Lord Jesus across the written dream. Be sure to put His name across it.”
“I don’t see how that will help--”
"Sometimes we need to see our prayer to Him. Lay it down before Him. In black and white.
“His promises are faithful and true. When our lives look dark and impossible, our Lord's mercies never leave us. Sit, son. Write it down.”
“His promises are faithful and true. When our lives look dark and impossible, our Lord's mercies never leave us. Sit, son. Write it down.”
"Done. Now what?"
"We put it in His Hands. He is Faithful."
"I just transferred it to Him?"
"Indeed, son." He hugged his grandson. "A new day."
Kingdom thinking. Nightmares that come from life’s journey often stalk me. But the Lord Jesus is more powerful. His mercies never fail. He promises to love me with an everlasting love and never leave nor forsake me. His compassion gives me a new day. He promises the same to you. Won’t you come?
Kingdom thinking. Nightmares that come from life’s journey often stalk me. But the Lord Jesus is more powerful. His mercies never fail. He promises to love me with an everlasting love and never leave nor forsake me. His compassion gives me a new day. He promises the same to you. Won’t you come?
I oft think, Timmy is going to become a writer! I wonder why. :-) Another great visit to grandfather's farm Ms. Marjorie. Thank you ma'am.
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