|Python my dad shot on the hill by our house|
I have had something on my heart and mind. When I was going on 5 years old my parents went to the country then known as Tanganyika. As a child I became very early on fearful of several things. Snakes, Fire, and being alone,
There were some other things also but those became very big to me. Then one night I dreamt that I had 'found' a tunnel with rooms that I could hide in away from all those fearful things and I was able to be there alone. No one else knew how to get in.
|green mamba I stepped on. My brother killed it.|
So started a life of creating a place in my imagination of refuge. Yes, I learned Bible verses and was taught about the Christ who died for me to save me but somehow it never occurred to anyone to ever mention that I remember, that Christ was a place of refuge. And by the time I learned it I had a habit of living much of my life in my imagination - peopling my dreams with friends who cherished me, and wealth and a perfect life.
In my mid-teens I made a commitment to the LORD Jesus Christ as my Savior and by then understood what it meant. But though I loved the LORD Jesus Christ, and believed in Him I could not give up the pleasure of my daydreams. I even sought to quit my day-dreaming, by the power of my will but was so immersed in it I could not.
|The morning after our kitchen burned down.|
I began to have a growing knowledge how detrimental it was in my life. There came a day in sheer anguish I asked the LORD to deliver me, and set me free. Not my work but His work.
And He did. It has changed my own inner life and I believe has done a work in my outer life.
Thank you Father.
Day dreaming is not a positive thing in our lives. It prevents us from living in life and in the present and seeking God's ways. At least that was how it was in my life.