A few months ago, our small group talked about how God speaks to us through visions and
dreams. I was reminded of my most memorable vision.
It was the summer before I moved
to Springfield. I was in a worship service with my eyes closed when I saw a dim
glimpse of a man. I only saw features - blue eyes, blonde hair with a little
curl to it and a big smile.
I felt God speak to me,
"This is the man I have for you. He will love and appreciate the things
that I have placed inside you, not just your outward beauty. He is smiling
because he is happy but also because He loves Me."
I knew it was a vision from God.
I knew it was a piece of hope to my heart. I knew it was direction for the
future.
I moved to Springfield a few
weeks later. I met Dave on a Sunday night at Central Assembly of God. However,
I didn't connect the vision to him. I truly believe God blocked it from my
memory so I would not overthink building a foundational friendship with Dave.
A couple of months later, I was
standing in my bedroom and the vision came back to me. I looked up at God and
said, "Is this him? Really? This soon?"
I called my mom and my brother
asking them what I asked God. They both said the exact same thing, "Why
not? You've been faithful to God."
