How are you? I’m well.
The late Pastor Neville Johnson wrote about Dreams and Visions in The First Principles:
We have often heard it said, “It was only a dream.” This term is often used to convey the impression that the experience wasn’t real. We need to understand that the language of heaven is not just expressed in spoken words. In the realm of heaven, visual communication is very real. God uses pictures to convey truth and understanding. This language of vision is often a superior form of communication than that of the spoken word.
I couldn’t agree with him more from my experience back in 2018.
In the late Fall of 2018, I had pains in my arms. Now, since the pandemic, I use both online and offline grocery shopping and I found online grocery shopping gives me more benefit, especially when I order some heavy stuff. But earlier in 2018, I shopped offline most of the time. After buying melon and other heavy stuff that my mom likes and walking from the grocery store to my place with the heavy grocery bag for about twenty to thirty minutes, boarding neither a taxi nor a bus, I ended up with pains in both arms. But I did not let anyone know, like mom or my sister in the US. Then, one night when I prayed in tongue, the Lord showed me a scene of my mom walking slowly with heavy grocery bags in both hands. I was very familiar with the scene, as I used to spot on her walking with heavy grocery bags through a window in front of the dining table in our previous home many years back. She could have taken a taxi, but she walked all the way from the grocery store in our hometown to home, being happy, with her two hands full with grocery bags. They were all for her children. Even though my sister and I grew up and she aged, it was her sheer joy to buy and cook meals for us. Only with a few seconds of the vision that the Lord showed me, I realized how arrogant I was. In my heart at that time, I felt that I was doing something very big for my mom, sacrificing a lot and having pains in my arms to buy her favorite foods. But compared with her efforts that she made for the last decades, it was utterly nothing. And her love I received for the last decades far exceeded my love toward her. But I’ve been thinking I’m really doing a lot for her. I was simply arrogant and blinded. But the Lord was always merciful. His way of teaching me was gentle as usual, not rebuking with a punch or two. He simply showed me the vision of my mom for a second, which spoke volumes.
While thinking of the occasion and reading what the Pastor Neville Johnson wrote, I also think that what is seen in our deed would be far more superior than what is spoken. We could talk about love with a thousand words. We could also talk about holiness for twenty minutes. But imagine that someone catches the moment of our loving neighbors in secret. It would impact him or her on realizing what the love is better than what we are saying about love.
Would you like to be a doer? Would you like to ask the Lord to speak to you through dreams and visions? I pray that you and I receive more dreams and visions from Him, and we show His love and holiness by our deeds as well as our words, in the name of Jesus.
Have a bliss!
Then Jesus answered and said: “A certain man went down from Jerusalem to Jericho, and fell among thieves, who stripped him of his clothing, wounded him, and departed, leaving him half dead. Now by chance a certain priest came down that road. And when he saw him, he passed by on the other side. Likewise a Levite, when he arrived at the place, came and looked, and passed by on the other side. But a certain Samaritan, as he journeyed, came where he was. And when he saw him, he had compassion. So he went to him and bandaged his wounds, pouring on oil and wine; and he set him on his own animal, brought him to an inn, and took care of him. On the next day, when he departed, he took out two denarii, gave them to the innkeeper, and said to him, ‘Take care of him; and whatever more you spend, when I come again, I will repay you.’ So which of these three do you think was neighbor to him who fell among the thieves?” (Luke 10:30~36)