So I had this dream last night. I don’t know about you, but when I dream I don’t tend to remember many details.
It had something to do with preparing a message for a church. I was “drawn” to a scripture about a man who shot an arrow before it was time. Now, you may be thinking like I was, “There is no scripture like that.” Yup… you’re right. There isn’t one, but maybe there is another meaning to my crazy dream.
Could it be that had a bad piece of pizza? Possible. But more likely God was speaking subtly to me that I am wanting to start a battle I am not yet released to fight. In Ecclesiastes, and also a song by The Byrd’s, it says that there is a time for everything. There are many chances in our life that we are able to do something, but the timing isn’t quite right. Getting married at age 13, as I fondly remember some of the teens in our youth ministry desiring, isn’t good timing. Eating ice cream for breakfast everyday, isn’t the best time to eat it (although my wife and daughter might argue that fact), and going to round up the buggies in a shopping store parking lot in the middle of a lightning storm isn’t the brightest idea of timing.
There might be some things in my life I am anxious for, but I need to trust that God knows best and when it comes time to shoot the arrow of beginnings, that I am equipped and ready for the battle that the arrow will instigate.