Friday, July 1, 2016
“If I have a dream I’ll believe,” Tala said. Her husband sitting near by piped in, “Joy, you must be patient with us. It is very hard to believe that Jesus is God. We need some proof.” I could tell they wanted to believe but were being held back. They weren’t resistant – just doubtful. It is not uncommon to hear our Muslim friends say that if they would have a dream they would believe. Many Muslims around the world have decided to follow Isa al Masih after they have had an epiphany dream.
Yes, we have friends who have been blessed to have had awesome dreams of Jesus or something spiritual in nature which convinced them of the truth of the Good News. But some of them had those dreams many years ago. Today they are weak in the faith. The dreams haven’t sustained them on the long haul.
I know one family of believers who must win the prize for having the most spiritual dreams. The most common dream is about bread. One night the husband, wife and daughter all had dreams about bread. They view bread as being alive. They don’t have any difficulty believing that Jesus is the Bread of Life!
Recently a young man wanted to share two impacting dreams he just had. He even typed them up for me to read. I got goose bumps reading them. Clearly the Holy Spirit was revealing Himself to the young man. I felt so privileged to hear about his dreams. Even more, I felt privileged to be able to open the Bible and show him the meaning of his dreams. All the meaning and answers were right there in the Bible. If I can not find the meaning or answer to dreams in the Bible I am reluctant to get involved in interpreting their dreams. But when it is clear I am eager to point them to Christ through the written Word.
Saturday, June 25, 2016
Now we are half way through Ramadan. The month of fasting for Muslims has a way of shutting things down in regards to visiting them. Years ago I did not welcome the abrupt change of routine but today I love the opportunities to be still, spend more time in prayer and meditation getting my soul nourished to give out once again. Now I know I need times of solitude and silence. Not only need but deeply desire for such. In Pakistan solitude and silence meant dreaded dry desert time but now it means a spiritual feast happens. During Ramadan I have been reading Henri Nouwen's book, The Spiritual Life (Eight Essential Titles). This book full of rich insights would have helped me to understand the wilderness journey I was navigating when in Pakistan. I was on my own with no human to guide me or explain what was happening to me. Thank God for the Holy Spirit who comes to our assistance when we are left bereft of help. Today I feel comfortable with times of solitude and silence for I have learned to treasure and anticipate the presence and ministry of the Holy Spirit. He prepares and fills me up to engage in front line ministry among Muslim women. It is in both wanted and unwanted times of solitude and silence that my soul is nourished and prepared to once again engage in ministry and pour out the love of Jesus upon my beloved Muslim flock.
Dear heavenly Father, You show me Your treasures in wanted and unwanted times of solitude and silence. In Jesus’ name, Amen.