Discussions on life, (dis)ability, pain, joy, hope, grace and prayer, under the shadow of God's unchanging friendship.
Sunday, June 24, 2012
Dreamscaping...
I will pour out my Spirit upon all people.
Your sons and daughters will prophesy.
Your old men will dream dreams,
and your young men will see visions.--Joel 2:28
Today I joined a couple of ladies during their normal prayer time at my parent's church. They always have a team on duty during the service to pray--but this was no ordinary prayer time. During our time, we talked with each other in a prayerful attitude and as the conversation wound its way around, we began to talk about a new kind of Senior ministry.
Both these women are retired and though their bodies can't quite do what they have in the past, their hearts and minds are as active as ever. I related how my dad, who has always been active and engaged in ministry, is struggling right now in his retirement because he has so little to do. I asked him earlier this week about what he has always dreamed of doing but never had time to do and he couldn't remember. Then as we were talking this morning, I remembered that I catch the best ideas when I meet together with my colleagues and friends. They also help me remember the ones I've wanted to follow.
The Holy Spirit, my great friend, then congealed an idea He had implanted earlier in the week. It involves a weekly or biweekly meeting of seniors to dream again--dream of opportunities not yet gone, dream of ministry needs and solutions, dream of God's dreams for them. This group could then support each other as they plan and implement the dreams God has laid on each one's heart. Meeting frequently would give them the chance to keep each other accountable for making progress on their dreams. One of the women said they often felt pushed aside or unneeded. This was the kind of idea they wanted and needed to help them move forward when no one else was pushing them. We prayed together for God's wisdom and will--for courage to move forward and stamina to see it through. We cried together in gratitude and expectation as we prayed.
These lovely ladies live in Georgia, where my parents live. I live in Orlando--6 hours away. I can't make this dream come true for them. In truth, I couldn't even if I did live here. As a daughter, I could prophesy it over them, but they will need to dream. It needs to be directed by seniors, for seniors so that they can minister together for all of us. We still desperately need them.
This afternoon, I looked through the Bible to get a vision for what God dreams for us. Over the next few days, I'll post the scriptures I found and some thoughts about each one. I hope it will excite you as much as it has me.
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