Loving Who You Are and Being Loved in It

Moving toward our thirteenth wedding anniversary, God showed me in a dream a desert without footprints, and my walking eastward on the hot sands with a few faithful friends from our church ministry. In the stretch of the distance, I hazily saw the image of three large camels and three statues, resembling physical bodies standing in a postured position waiting for my arrival. As I walked closer, the camels were lying comfortably on the hot sand, draped with expensive apparel over their faces and body, and in between their massive humps were drapery of textiles, beautiful linen, water canteens, and silk pillows. As I drew nearer to them even closer to them, their massive built and physical physique resembled the image of their strength. These camels had been assigned just for me, but not only that, for my children to ensure they were comfortable for what seemed like an exceptionally long journey ahead. The statuette-like bodies turned out to be men dressed in an article of clothing of an Egyptian style attire. They assisted my friends who were with me in saddling up my two sons and daughter ages 10, 7, and 5 upon their respective camels. One of the men then handed me one by one three long thick leather straps to pull, gauge, and guide our direction onward, as I walked through the desert imprinting my footsteps in the sands that now was my wilderness experience.

Now, this is how the dream unfolds through my life journey ...