I have always
wondered how an engagement ring would look on my finger. Will I get an
expensive one or a “cheap yet priceless” kind? Will it have a diamond or a
pink-colored precious stone? Will I ever get to wear one? I sure hope so!
Just like a lot
of women, I have dreamed of a perfect wedding, too. But as time passes by and I grow up, I find myself praying more for the marriage and my future husband and
kids, rather than the wedding or the engagement ring.
Five nights ago,
God showed me, through a dream, how an engagement ring would look on my finger.
Here’s the scene: My father handed a gorgeous tiny gift box to me. I opened it
and was most delighted to have found an ENGAGEMENT RING! I immediately wore it
but my ring finger got wounded…it bled – several drops of crimson-red blood! As
I was still wearing the ring with my finger bleeding, my eyes turned to see an open big box with so
many engagement rings. I frantically searched through it hoping to find another
ring. Then, I woke up.
I asked a number
of my Godly friends what the dream could possibly mean. They had different interpretations. Somehow, I was still looking for more. I knew God was telling me something
and I was so eager to finally unveil the message from that dream.
Earlier, I was
having a conversation with Ate Zen-y (wife of our Lead Pastor). I was sharing
with her what God has been teaching me in this season of my life. And then we
talked about the dream. I was telling her that I have been sensing in my heart
that the vivid picture of the blood on my ring finger presents an important message.
Then, came this: the
ring on my finger with the blood reminded me of what it took to demonstrate
real love – the sacrifice of my Lord and Savior Jesus on the cross. He is a
gift – given by the Father…out of His great love for us.
A lot of times, I
don’t seem to remember that. When I go through tough times, I want to be
assured that I am loved. I frantically look for ways to satisfy that need and
rely on people, situations and even things. And most often, these fail me.
Then, I get lonely and disappointed. Why search through a box of engagement
rings when I’m already wearing one, bought at a price I would never be able to
pay – the blood of Jesus shed for the forgiveness of my sins and so that I
could live an abundant life.
And when I’m in
that deepest valley of sadness, I realize that every low point, every down
moment, every gloomy time,each time I just couldn't cheer myself up – these are
invitations to a sweet time with God. They point the way to God’s intimate and
warm embrace. And there, you are secured. You know without a doubt, YOU ARE LOVED.
Through seasons that keep changing, God's unfailing, unchanging love remains our hiding place, our home.
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