Why the Storms

Why the Storms

Posted: 10 Mar 2012 10:01 PM PST

Why must we endure the storms and hurtful events in life. It even seems like its not even fairly distrusted among us.  That is something those who believe in the God of Creation have ask one time or another. While I was studying one of my Bible studies a though came to me that seem rather informative on this subject.

Now if Heaven is perfect, and it is, then the heavenly home God has especially created for me is perfect. Would it not follow suit that I must be made to be a perfect fit for my perfect home in Gods perfect Heaven. So as I see it God is molding, and crafting his beloved creation which is me. His perfect love applies just the right amount of pressure, removes every blemish, and allows the right storms to mold me in to something beautiful that he dearly loves and will at just the right time place me in his perfect heavenly home. WOW now that is a thought that can give me hope.

There could me another reason for so much sin and evil creating some of these storms. Any injustice in this life is offset by the honor of choosing our destiny in the next.

“Guide me in your truth, and teach me, my God, my Savior.”  Psalm 25:5

A Second Purpose for this Blog

One other purpose to this blog is to put down spiritual thoughts.

Often when I am driving my bus, some of the most interesting thoughts come to me. and here is one. If I was created and molded for my real home then why do I resist the molding. Every hurt, worry and burden is meant to make me the perfect fit for a perfect home that will satisfy me forever. I picture a sculptor taking his thumb and pushing here or shoving there and then picking up his knife and trimming and cutting. He backs away to see what is needed next. He then looks at the place created for his mater piece and then goes back with a loving hand and continues the work.

If I truly believe to the very depth of my soul then I could just jump for joy at a God who would work so hard on molding the object of his love to create a perfect fit. So how much belief do I really have. Every unhappy thought of a situation I am in should bring to light my lack of faith.

Oh God build my faith may I find peace in each difficult situation I find myself in knowing your loving molding hand is making me a perfect fit for my heavenly home.

Now back to my Dreams. I now have had a serious of lighter hart dreams. Have no ideal why, but they are interesting all the same. I think it will be evident that these are different.
 I  saw a scrapbook background sheet. It was a piece that used distressed ink, mauve, yellow and brown and it had been embossed but the background had ink but the embossed part was white. When I woke up I thought about how you could achieve this look. Then it came to me, just use sandpaper. I attempted it and here is what I came up with. How much fun to have a lighter dream and use it in something I love.

A few days later a dream all of us enjoyed.
The lentil dream
It was simple lintel, over and over I needed to by lintel. I went to wal-mart and could not find it. Then it was at several different stores but no lentil. That was the dream nothing more. So when I woke up, I wonder isn't lentil a Jewish item, lentil soup. Not sure. So I went downstairs and Google lentil, and sure enough there was a recipe for lentil soup.

So I was pretty sure lentil was something Jewish and so I called my friend who is up on Jewish customs and food.  Sure enough lentil was a Jewish soup that was served by Jacob to Esau who sold his birth right for it. So my mom and I went to target to find Lentil soup. It was pretty easy to find there. My friend said it might be hard to find and try Target. It was a strange looking little bean and took only 30 min to cook. So I fixed the soup which was kind of like a vegetable soup with sausage in it and tomatoes. Funny that I also dreamed the soup and it had tomatoes in it and looked very much like what I actually made. So what was the reason for such a strange dream. Beats me, I mean the bean and soup was a real product that I had never given any thoughts to. Is there some meaning to the fact it is a Jewish item. Really don't know. But it was kind of fun and makes you wonder why.

The bus ride and hunt for coke for a bus load of kids
Then time has passed and nothing as far as Dreams then last night it happened. I have been off work with strip throat and sleep down stairs. About 5:30 AM Bill got up and I went up stairs. When I went back to sleep I dreamed of school buses. School was out and I was driving grade school kids home. At some point in time I wanted to take them to get everyone a coke. Now that was a time consuming  problem. I finally got to a place to get them a coke, all 64 of them. I tried to get them to hurry on the cokes but every thing was in slow motion.

I decided it was taking to long and thought I should call my boss and inform him. Now he was more than a bit upset with me. I can not say how upset or what the consequences for this action for it was then I woke up on my own. I think there is a difference between you dream ending because the alarm went off or one that ends as you wake up natural. You are more likely to be to the end of your dream when you just wake up I would think. Not sure about that but of course it makes sense.

The question about just how upset my boss would be at a driver who kidnap a whole bus load of kids and not telling where they might be is beyond imagining. In real life I would surly be fired if not in jail.

Why, why, why, would I dream such a dream. There seems to be no meaning to it. I had been real sick and don't know if that could have a effect or something else.

So I'm off to the wonder of the sleeping mind. Oh what a wonder the very act of sleeping is. It is something each of us do automatically. To be in this unconscious state and yet a sound can easily bring us  back. As I have for the first time in my life struggled with sleep and now am sleeping on my own I have spent time praising God for the blessing of sleep.

The dreaming is such a interesting wonder that it seems we cannot control. So I feel sure that as others in the bible have not struggled for meanings of dreams but seem satisfied with Gods decision to show or tell the meaning if he chooses so I will be. It is a matter of complete faith God is in control of every part of my life. All I need to do is just watch and pray.

Now dream themselves are a strange thing. When I wake up I put an effort to remember my night dream. If I don't put it down on paper it will be lost. But this is what is strange to me. Where ever this is stored in my mind I can lose it quit easily. As I was writing from my notes I would almost forget I even had this until I read two thirds of the notes. Only the very vivid ones seems to last.

Several different type of dreams

March 1 2012

I was telling someone about these dreams, someone who believe me when I say there may be something to those 7 dreams. After that I said after a week of such intense dreams I need a brake Lord.  Maybe God said OK for it has been a few days and last night my dream seem lighter, relevant and useful.

In real life I have been looking at some new makers that are rather pricey and I am trying to decided if there is any value to them for me. So it was off to bed I went. Unlike the other nights that I went to sleep with anticipation of something in my dream world, this night I simply got in bed just with the feeling of graduated that I would sleep with out some kind of sleep aid. The next morning I sat up in bed and said thanks for the message. No Coptic markers. The dream was about me trying to use these markers and getting them to blend for me. I got frustrated because I couldn't. I tried over and over but with no luck. That was all there was to my dream.

Do I think God himself took the time to suggest I not get involved with these makers. They can preform no better than what I can do with my watercolor pencils. Whether from God or just my intuition (which is inspired by God as well) I feel it was something I should move away from. By the way I have. I am playing much more with my watercolor pencils. But the  dream also seem to suggest spending in scrap booking in general. Is it say to stop scrap booking or control spending and use it all to his glory. Who is suggesting  this and does it fall in line with Gods word. Not sure about the who but yes I learned a long time ago if it can't have any heavenly value it is of no earthly good.

The 7th of my Intense Dreams

On a side line about these dreams  I find it extremely interesting that as I type these different dreams it is like my memory seems to replay it as on would see a movie with all the detail that you can just look and adsorb. How strange.

Now for the seventh Dream, remember I called the last dream two dreams. 

Sat 25, 2012

I bus driving a bus and shut a fellow hands in door Nicky Weaver saw me and gave me that disapproving look.  Then I did it again, shut the door on some fellows hands this time I know Nicky Weaver was going to report me. What ever happen to this situation I seem to leave this scene. Again I was not worried about my job or upset.

Next I went to a bus, built like a school bus but it seems like it was green. It was like we were on a camping retreat. I told them they could use my bus for some of them to sleep in for some of the seats on the passenger side could make into beds. They agreed and made the beds up. That was end of dream. 

 (Now really what is that all about)

As I tried to remember this dream and remember I shut a fellows hands in the door the second time Even now that I am awake I want to make excuses for I tried to tell myself it looked that way but that isn’t what happen. Why would I want to change the dream as I write it. In my subconscious remember this had happen to me a year ago with a little girl and almost got fired. I know I would have like to make that whole incident look different than what it really was. I almost got fired over that. Even as I write this down it seems less dramatic then I know it was in the dream.

Seven Dreams, what an unusual number.

Should I place much importance on this number seven. I will say I have had a brake from the type of dreams that seem vivid, intense and important. The one I spoke of that was a vision keeps coming to mind. Not what happen in the dream but the fact I was not asleep but just had closed my eyes makes it different. When I here of Jeremiah or Daniel having visions I suddenly can relate to what the difference is between dreams and visions. You see a vision has no excuse for itself. What ever a person thinks of dreams we all have them. Some even can be just from events of the day. Others are just plain silly. But vision just begin to happen. This is my second vision in my life. Your mind just starts making pictures, I'm not sure how else to describe it. 

The first vision was years ago and I dreamed I was just flying through the air headed toward heaven. Ofter all these years (15 years or so) I remember the colors all around me. I said it out loud. That was when I was sure I was awake. I open my eyes and remember hearing an airplane and when I closed my eyes and continued with this most amazing dream I could still here the plane. But the most interesting  part of this dream was that as I was flying through the air I sow Mable my old friend flying through the air right beside me. She was actually moving past me. Mable was a dear friend  that was my neighbor, friend, art student and role model. She says the most amazing thing as she flue past me. 

Before I state what she said it is important to tell some things about here. She had a love for adventure. and she loved roller costars. When I took here to Kings Island while I was on a bus trip we past a roller costar. I for one didn't even consider riding because Mable has serious heart problems with two open heart surgery she was no candidate for a roller costar ride. She stopped at the entrance to the roller costar and said with this cute little grin "Kathy, why is there a heart with a slash through it". I started to seriously tell her but she was already in line for this ride with the most amazing expression on her face. What was I to say to my role model. We rode and she lived through it thank goodness. 

So now back to my dream, Mable flue by me with that same cute smile she had yelling, " This is even better than a roller costar.

When I thought about the meaning of these dreams if there is any, I first ask God to help me understand their meaning if there is one.

1.       Every Dream  of the seven has been about some huge change or fearful disaster or threading situation.

2.      In each I was unnaturally calm even just unconcerned about the situation.

So what could it mean, I have ask the Lord to guide me. The only thing that seems to make since is, what if, there is great change and danger coming to me, us , or the whole country. If the message is for me to not be concerned, I hope God is showing me I will accomplish this. Could this be a warning or preview? Or could it be just God wanting me to start preparing my heart to be acceptable to what God wants. He may also be showing me how he wants me to walk daily. Here is what I know for sure. All that I just stated is a real  possibility. It also falls in line with the way God wishes me to love and live. One would have to be blind to not see this country and the world is headed for a great upheaval. To think it would not possible affect me is very foolish.
So I will conclude my personal acceptance of what these 7 dreams could mean with one additional thought. If wrong, God will show or tell me. If right it will be a scary and amazing thought to think the creator would come to little old me in a dream.
 
I was driving my bus as I was thinking of this and thought “Kathy, who do you thinks you are some end time prophetic dreamer God is using. I mean lets get real here. Before the thought could be processed it came to me that was what many others thought. Most of these other prophetic dreamers God used are names too great to even use in this same paragraph. So what am I to think, I guess I will just wait for God to show me the right way and answers.

After these seven dreams things seem some what quite. after a few days I have had a few dreams but they seem different, less important all though two were somewhat useful. 

4th Night 4th DREAM

Thinking back to the the 1st night of these Dreams. I was a bit nervous asking God to speak to me. Now as I prepare for bed after three very intense Dreams I just wondered what the night would bring. I find myself  having trouble believing God was really speaking to me in dreams. Oh well I am just grateful God was helping me sleep well with out taking pills.

 Now this event was different. I will label it a vision even thought I do not know who ever names things would call it a vision. The best I can describe is that I was not asleep. I had closed my eyes and the thought had accrued to me "I hope I can easily sleep". I have been sleeping so well so I did my usual I began to pray. Out of know where the vision below began. The whole time I was in awe of the fact that this was happening and I was awake. After it was over I open my eyes and was in awe and wonder at this event.

We, there was two of us standing side by side, were looking off  and n the distance was a city street with business on each side of street. Then we saw something slowly rolling toward us.  I said nothing to the person standing next to me but to myself I thought it was a tank. Actually I don't think there was ever a real conversation with the person standing with me. The next thing was a large neck and head rose from the moving vehicle . It was much like a green dinosaur  head and neck and was over two stories tall and the whole thing moved very slowly toward us. It began to look around and its head went into the side of the buildings. This did not do damage to any of the buildings, for it was like his head went right through the buildings, more like a ghost or something that can move through the walls.

As we were wondering at what we saw there was a huge blast with white smoke and everything just flying towards us. This included cars, trees, benches, bricks and street post. All this seem to be in slow motion even thought it was moving fairly fast. It was also moving in a semi circle type of direction but all coming directly for us. Of all that was flying toward us there were know people. This is just an observation that seems strange. I just don't know how to explain it.

The next morning I was still in a state of wonder. If you would only give me some kind of proof this is really you Lord. After this thought I just was blown backwards with words that surprised me. "Well girl what more do you need, I gave you this vision. Isn't that enough".

Some how I guess it isn't or it should be but I still feel doubt. But that is what this blog is all about. If as I believe it is really God giving me messages than I want them down on paper so I can reread and and ponder.  This is not an effort at an great book or novel, just my own info put in safe holding when and if needed.

As all of my other dreams, I seem to just be observing this, not a least bit afraid. If I was in my right mind I would have began running for cover. Why was I not afraid, I just don't know.

Now for night 5, yes there is another dream. But I feel these are two separate Dreams.  So this is really Dream 5 and 6.

This was a interesting dream even though it was just one dream with two separate parts and two separate purpose. First part, I was in an upstairs with two bedrooms. I did not sleep in the room I was standing. It had one of those long windows you had to crank the window out.. As I look out I saw a rather large boat with a room in the bottom of it. It was raining and I open the window to see better and enjoyed the rain and cool mist hitting my face. Everything seems to have a green overtone of love. (interesting as I type this I am not sure why I used "overtone of love" to describe the green) . I turned and saw Tim standing next to me and told him to look out the window. As I went to show him, this time in addition the boat there was a submarine . After showing Tim the boats I looked at him and said “I think I will move in this room.” even thought it was a much smaller room. This decision seem to carry a great deal of weight with it for me because I was now making my own decision that maybe have been a first time in a long time. Even though I am the main character in this dream it was like I was having a preview of an event. I was watching this from the out side looking in, you know like it was being revealed to me

End of this segment of this one dream.

Next part of this dream was totally separate but the same. As strange as this sound I think it would be like living in a house and having one discussion in one room and then going to another room and having a completely different discussion. It took place in the same  house but the are had the feel of a much large dwelling and warmer in colors then the two bedrooms I think was upstairs. I was in a large living room. It had a L shaped couch that was huge pale green with white poke-a-dots. In front of me was a wall totally covered with windows, and gave a spacious, and had a airy feel. There was also a 2ft high wall that was around the back side of the couch and also this pale green pattern. I said I thought this wall was kind of dumb and then I remember saying, “well it probably for the best“(now awake I wonder best for what).

I seem to understand that this was just after the funeral of my husband. I realized my husband was very very wealthy and was dead. This was not Bill and I’m not sure how I know that.

In the dinning room was a group of people at this long table. And they were all talking low and would occasionally looked my way and then quickly look away. It seems they were trying to decided what to do about me. I felt like this man who ever he was that I married had not been my husband long and these people were not pleased that I was in the family and now the owner’s of this estate.

Next this fellow came up to me and in a apologizing way said they couldn’t decide whether what they were going to do would be disrespectful to Bill (mind you I still don’t feel like this was my Bill). The he said “Oh what the heck lets do it". Then out came these 6 or 7 guys dressed with tan suit jackets, tan hats and dark sunglasses.They were doing Blues type arrangement.   One of these guys was Charley O’Neal and one  was a bus drivers. They were singing some song, that was blues music.

The last part was in this same living room while these guys were still dancing I pulled out my cell phone to take a video of this same group and dropped my phone.A tall dark headed, good looking fellow turned to me and ask if he could help me. I finally agreed and he pulled his phone out and he seem to have some kind of app on his phone that would find lost phones (really, in real life I would pay money for a app like that). When you used this app it lights up and a beam goes directly to a lost phone. I don’t think we found my phone though. Now was that strange or what.

End of Dream and as I woke up I looked at the ceiling and it had a large close group of bright star with a dark blue background on it and I looked again knowing now I was awake and would look to see if it was still there and if so look for more detail. It was there all right, mind you I am really awake, really and see these stars on my ceiling. Then they just dimmed out slowly. 

 

Note that as I reflect on this dream of a family wanting to ride themselves of me, I wasn’t angry, afraid or upset. I was very much at peace. What ever the out come of the family group would decide I don’t know but seem to realize I was in good hands.

Note: on this subject of dreams I find it interesting that last October 2011 I had so wanted to quite using sleep aids but it seem impossible. I think I mentioned that I used to dream a lot some years ago and some were quite vivid. I will share some of them latter.  I now realized this was before I began to have trouble sleeping after I went through the change. One weekend I felt it was time, time to ride myself of sleep aids, I'm not sure who or what caused this choice. Sure enough I went to sleep that night, I was amazed. Then we went the whole weekend, I just couldn’t believe it. After 3 or 4 years of taking pills to sleep. I had slept 3 days in a row with out a sleep aid. Now don’t think I hadn’t tried ridding myself of these pills several times for I hated using an aid to do what should come natural to ones body. Next thing I know it was a week, then two weeks. It has now been four and a half months. I feel so much better and am much more alert in the morning. I do not live my week waiting for the weekend to sleep later, for even with the sleep aid I struggled. I am so grateful.

So now here is the question, is this why as I ask God to speak to me in dream I would suddenly feel it was his time for me to give up sleep aid, yes that seems to be what I am thinking, that my sleep needs to be more natural. Several Christian websites that talk of dream, suggest that you when you get a full seven or eight hour sleep it is then able to wake it self up the last hour, putting you in a lighter sleep. This is when the body on its own seems to be ready to come out of a deep sleep the last hour or so is when you are in a lighter sleep and this is when most memorable dreams accrue. How do they know, by this rapid eye movement while sleeping and who knows how else. I just have begun to wonder if God is the one speaking to me in my dreams than has he prepared my body to for these dreams. It was also rather accidental if you believe in accidents, that I had come on this Rabbi Schiender.