I had moved into my new home in 2007 and the dream came in the middle of the night. As I would drive to my new home there was a small hill and I would always accelerate on this hill to fly over the top of it. That gave me and my children butterflies and we used to giggle when I did that.
In my dream, I did this very thing and as I flew into the air I realized there was nothing to fall back on. The ground had disappeared.
I shared this dream with a very close friend of mine and she asked me if I was scared? My reply was, “No, I felt as if I needed to learn how to fly.”
Recently I had reached the breaking point with God. Since I moved into my new home I have written a novel, entitled The Shattered Vase. This is a novel about spiritual warfare.
Since the moment I started writing that novel one thing after another has come against me.
In 2010 I lost all of my retirement funds due to a court case with my ex.
Soon after that, I had such horrible pain in my feet I could barely walk in the morning.
Several years later I still have disabling pain with plantar fasciitis.
In 2013 I tripped and broke my collarbone. I didn’t have insurance and I was already in debt at the time. Thank God the hospital put me on their charity list because I had no money to pay the hospital bill.
Then in 2016, I had a sinus infection that was transferring to my brain. The Levaquin I was given stopped the sinus infection but paralyzed both of my vocal cords. That was terrifying. The left vocal cord came back but the right never did so I had surgery to remedy that on October 20th of 2017.
Then in December of last year, I had the hardware taken out of my right collarbone and somehow another fracture happened which was much worse than the original fracture. I used this time off of work to finish the novel,The Shattered Vase, and God seemed to have healed my fracture on March 5th.
Now one of my streams of income which has recently become viable is now threatened by my brother’s divorce.
I finally had enough.
I told God that this book I had written was all about Him, yet instead of feeling protected I felt as if He had given me no protection.
He brought the recollection of that dream to my mind and I began reflecting on the symbolic meaning it may contain for me.
I am thinking in order to fly I may need all of my crutches kicked out from under me. It is not easy when you have been walking with crutches all your life. My money and my good health were definitely crutches which I relied upon.
Now I am only relying on God. He has promised me a great increase in income with the publication of my first book. I am scheduled to release it this summer and I am hoping that with that release I will have enough income to focus on writing the other books He has inspired me to write.
But there is more than that, I really need to learn to trust God with everything in order to fly as He intends me to fly.