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Crazy Dreaming- Everyone Else is Ready


The last few nights have been eventful...in my dreams!  

I'm wondering if it means something other then being worn out or eating the wrong item too late at night.  The following dream is timely.

I woke up just as I dropped exhausted onto a chair.  The floor was littered with ribbons, bows, curling irons, hair spray, abandoned dresses, shoes, flowers and make up.  

It had been a flurry of activity to get everyone dressed and ready for the ball.  The final girl had just slipped out the door.  It was now my turn. 

I had not begun to prepare myself.  Ragged and worn, was it even worth it.  Disheveled hair was just the beginning of what needed readied.  

Sighing, I acknowledged, it was too late.  I was not ready.  I had worried about everyone else and spent every ounce of energy and umpth to make them presentable.  

I wasn't sad.  Just resigned. 

 The dream reminded me concurrently of a story in the Bible and a book I'm reading. In these context, I am getting the picture.  

My being ready for God, for God's next steps and for service is up to me.  I have to ready myself.  To take responsibility for the one life that I have been given to live.  To ready myself for action.

The author, Melody Beattie states, "Over-involvement of any sort can keep us in a state of chaos; it can keep the people around us in a state of chaos.  If we're focusing all our energies on people and problems, we have little left for the business of living our own lives. 

It is difficult to face one's own life and get ready for what is next when I'm absorbed with everyone else.
     
The story in the Bible comes from Matthew 25.  To me this story illustrates what God is saying.  It is not cruel or selfish to stay in the place that God has called us to be.  To prepare ourselves and to live wisely.  Not self absorbed narcissism and thinking only of self but rather take responsibility for ones self.
 
  1“Then the kingdom of heaven will be comparable to ten virgins, who took their lamps and went out to meet the bridegroom.2“Five of them were foolish, and five were prudent.3“For when the foolish took their lamps, they took no oil with them,4but the prudent took oil in flasks along with their lamps.5“Now while the bridegroom was delaying, they all got drowsy and began to sleep.6“But at midnight there was a shout, ‘Behold, the bridegroom! Come out to meet him.7“Then all those virgins rose and trimmed their lamps.8“The foolish said to the prudent, ‘Give us some of your oil, for our lamps are going out.’9“But the prudent answered, ‘No, there will not be enough for us and you too; go instead to the dealers and buy some for yourselves.’10“And while they were going away to make the purchase, the bridegroom came, and those who were ready went in with him to the wedding feast; and the door was shut.11“Later the other virgins also came, saying, ‘Lord, lord, open up for us.’ 

12“But he answered, ‘Truly I say to you, I do not know you.’13“Be on the alert then, for you do not know the day nor the hour.
 


 

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