Giving Thanks

What Carries You Through The Unknown

What Carries You Through The Unknown

And without faith it is impossible to please God, because anyone who comes to him must believe that he exists and that he rewards those who earnestly seek him. Hebrews 11:6

I woke the other morning just as the wings clipped a pole and sheered clean off of the plane I rode on.

An unknown, yet familiar voice from overhead speakers assures me not to worry, it will be fine. My hands clenched the arm rests and I felt the blood drain from my face.

How will it be fine?–I think, we are free-falling.

And that was it.

I woke up. 


I don’t know anyone who has ever actually died in their dreams. I have come close a few times, this recent plane-crash dream being one of them-

I dream a lot. God speaks to me in dreams and visions, most of the time in sleep, though occasionally, when I am awake. I do love a good discussion about dreams and their symbolism. I love reading about the many dreamers in the bible–I feel I am in good company.

Me being me, I couldn’t help but analyze this dream a bit, asking God, if there is anything I should glean from it, or was it just the result of an overactive psyche–an entirely possible explanation. 

I sit and I wait.

I hear the words, faith and trust. Words I have been using frequently these days, as if they might vanish forever.

What is faith other than blind trust in something we cannot see?

The lessons come steady, every day, every minute. I’m constantly learning to go deeper.

Our faith makes us like passengers on a plane, gypsies on a journey into foreign lands. We live at the mercy of things outside of our control. We are not the pilot. We exist merely as passengers.

We simply follow the One who is greater, the One who leads us blindly, yet willingly, (if we are faithful) into the vast unknown.

We live the free-fall of life, not knowing where or when we will land, but trusting that it is good, because He is good.

I don’t know what happens when my plane hits the ground.  But His voice says “don’t worry, it will be fine”.

What can I do but trust? Why would I worry at that point-what good would come of it?

do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. Philippians 4:6-7

I know that a plane needs wings to fly, just as I know that I cannot live without faith.

“Faith is what makes life barable, with all it’s tradgedies and ambiguities and sudden startling joys.” Madeline L’Engle


For now I take from this dream the idea that no matter what, in the scariest of potential circumstances, I need only to trust. Minutes and days are not to be frittered away, choking on the fears and worries that steal joy.
Life is meant to be lived with arms raised, hands open, wings of faith spread wide with anticipation for whatever may come. 

I keep counting my gifts, because in doing so, my focus shifts from the wings that have been sheered off, to the joy of knowing, the relief of trusting, that whatever happens, His outstretched arms will always catch me.

Counting beyond 1000 Gifts

A quiet evening on the porch, just before sunset
The delight on their faces at the (new to us) pool
An unexpected cool front, steady breeze, sunshine, lunch outside
A mid-morning run, goals met
Giving the *perfect* gift
Making the hard but healthier choices
Coffee in the mid-afternoon
The last blush of sunlight against the trellis
Dreaming about this



Joining the community of friends and Ann in giving thanks for all things. Won’t you join in the praise?

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