I’ve always been a person who remembers dreams vividly. Sometimes, I hate it, but it’s also helped me to guide decisions and be reflective.
A few nights ago was the one year anniversary of my grandmother’s passing. That night my grandmother appeared in my dream, and what she told me has stayed with me for several days.
In the dream I was sitting in a booth in a small diner. Across from me sat an elderly man that I’d never met before. As I sat there, I noticed my grandmother walk in with the strength and confidence that she always exuded before her disabilities stopped her. There she was head held high, and strolled straight behind the cafe counter. She picked up a sundae glass, and created a marvelous confection with ice cream, soda, and whipped cream. During this time, I sat watching her, wondering what she would do next. Then, she sauntered over to my table, looked at the old man in front of me, and said, “Move over.”
The old man quickly obliged, knowing there would be no point in arguing. My grandmother sat directly in front of me in the booth, and began to spoon a bit of ice cream to her mouth, but stopped and said frankly, “We are very proud of the courage you’ve shown in working with the children, but just make sure you are doing it to honor God.”
The dream ended.
Anyone reading this can probably understand why that shook me up a bit. But, isn’t it the truth. It is so easy to start working for the validation of others, to be recognized by those we admire. I know I’m guilty of that. But, that is false, and will only lead to disappointment.
Today, I want to offer thanks to my grandmother.
“Thank you, Grandmom, for reminding me the purpose of my life’s work. That no matter what I do it will always be for the glory of God alone.”
17 And whatever you do, whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him.