I had another one of “those” dreams last night. You know the dream where you just can’t ever seem to get where you’re supposed to be going, or there’s something that always keeps you from doing what you’re supposed to be doing? I must have been back in high school, and when I arrived at school that morning the first two people I saw were Rhonda, and Pam, two of the five girls I graduated with. They were both dressed to the nines in black evening dresses, and I asked them both if I had forgotten something because I was dressed in a pair of jeans and tee shirt. My hair was filthy, and I hadn’t combed it. Then one of them asked me, “Kent, aren’t you supposed to be at the golf course this morning? I am pretty sure you have a nine o’clock tee time.”

So the rest of the dream consisted of me trying to get to the golf course for my tee time with every imaginable obstacle you can think of getting in the way. I couldn’t get to my house to change cloths. Once I did get to the house, I couldn’t find a shower that worked, and then I couldn’t find my cloths. About this time I woke up and told myself to forget the dream, get it out of my mind, but when I drifted back to sleep the dream continued. It was so frustrating.

Have you ever been there, done that? I guess I should be happy that I wasn’t having a nightmare. The dream wasn’t scary but it sure was wearisome. Now I’m no “Daniel” I can’t interpret dreams, and I can’t tell the future, but I really believe these dreams signify the way I feel right now. I feel tied down, restricted. I just can’t seem to accomplish what I know I need to accomplish, and this is real life not a dream. I feel like a thoroughbred chomping at the bit, ready to explode from the gate. Ok, ok, maybe a Shetland pony would fit me better, but even a Shetland runs.  

I know God has given me a gift, a talent, and I am working toward using that gift. I know people identify with me and are touched by the message God gives through me. Yesterday I received a lengthy note from Ed, one the young men who I coached in Little League years ago. As Ed got older he worked for me on the farm along with a number of other teenage boys. Ed and I have just hooked up on FaceBook, and he has read my blog, and watched my YouTube Videos. His words to me were sweet to my eyes. He told me how much he has appreciated my guidance throughout his life. He talked about his youth and my example then, and he talked about today and the message I am sharing.

I have recently been counseled to trust in God’s timing. I’ve been told that God has good things in store for me, and that I will touch many people through my ministry. I believe that is true. I believe God gave me the ability to teach and lead in my own unique way, and I have faith that He will open the door for me when His time is right. But that doesn’t mean I will sit patiently in silence awaiting His time. I will continue to work to open doors of opportunity. I will continue to write blogs, and post videos knowing that people are being touched, because they tell me they are. I will continue to strain at the bit, and sharpen my ability every day, and I will continue to ask people of the opportunity to speak.    

Dear God, help me to trust in your timing. Help me to know You are in control, and help me to allow You to be in control. But Lord, in all honestly, and with boldness, I am asking that my time in Your plan be now. Please let it be.

Till next time,

Grump