Just recently (well maybe for the past year) I have been very busy making the rented house that we live in a home. One of the things that have made this space feel like home is our backyard chickens.
Good morning ladies
Last year I had an incredibly significant dream. I dreamt that I was at my mum’s house and I was tending a garden in the back yard, I was also creating mosaic arts works. As I was doing this I said “but I don’t live here, it’s not my house?” and God replied “this is your inheritance” and I repeated “but I don’t own this house any more, we sold it” and again God said “this is your inheritance” and again I insisted to God “we sold the house, it doesn’t belong to me” and finally God’s answer “Tamar, this is your inheritance”
I woke from and knew immediately what the dream was about. God was telling me that even though I am living in a rented house I am to love it as though I own it. I was being told and given permission by the almighty God to live like a child with an inheritance.
That’s quite a revelation to walk in and one that has given me much peace an excitement. You see by following what God has instructed me to I have been busy planting gardens and building a positive future. Okay, what if the landlord boots us out?
The knowledge that I have gained in my heart about gardens, design or sustainability can never be taken from me. The land lord only has a piece of paper that declares that he is the owner of the property and we take care of the property and pay the rent as responsible citizens that we are.
My inheritance is much more than just ownership……it goes deeper than that.
So enough of the chit-chat and here is some pictures of the creative fun that I have been having making this little abode more than just a dwelling.
This is just the beginning and my head is buzzing with joy as I live as one who has an inheritance in God.
I’ve always been a person who remembers their dreams and this morning was no exception, however, this morning I dreamt something that felt so significant I wanted to write a post about it.
I was walking on a path at night-time and then suddenly I stepped into daylight. It was the most magnificent and amazing feeling as I had never experienced anything like this before. I turned around in wonder to view such a phenomenon and saw black and grey clouds hovering over where I had walked out from and near the entrance there were about seven palm trees standing strong and tall.
I was so fascinated by this that I got out my iphone and began to take snaps. I was almost tempted to walk back into the night to take some pictures, however thought it was a waste of time and decided not to. I noticed a house being built on the cusp of the day and night and attempted to catch a picture of the workers as some had a shadow on them, while others didn’t.
I then continued on the path and saw that the new country was green, beautiful, peaceful and amazing. It was ready for me to explore.
I woke up feeling awesome!
All day I have walked around saying to myself that I’m walking in daylight.
When I was a kid my dad listened to lots of different music and one of my favourites was Queen. Since both me and my brother loved Queen too, we requested that dad tape it for us.
Every night I would go to sleep listening to The best of Queen and The night of the Opera and quite often I would have the fantasy that Freddie Mercury would take me out of boring school so that I could join his choir!!!!
I think back to when I first became a Christian, I was 17. Like most people in the world I’ve experienced my share of hardship’s in life. I can can truthfully say that the ribbon that runs unbroken through my interesting life has been my walk with Jesus. I ponder about what a magnificent journey it has been and I have no desire to exchange the very thing that gives me strength to keep on going through whatever life has thrown out on the path before me.
I have the Joy, it gives me strength, it makes me laugh when there is no reason to laugh. I’ve heard it been said that Jesus is my imaginary friend who I talk to. So be it, to me Jesus is a reality that I base my whole lifestyle upon. It’s that rock that has seen me through many a trial and disturbance. I’ve seen many answer’s to prayer and I’ve seen visions, had dreams, been set free and I’ve been able to make the most wonderful connections with friends.
Today I want to lift Jesus high and I am not ashamed of the true connection that I have with the living God. I want to declare his freedom and love. I want to be astounded by his authority and captivated in the wonder of his creation. This has been going on since I was 17 today I am 38 and The Joy of the Lord has not worn of after all these years.
It was my dream for my son who has VCFS to attend the school that my husband I went to. It’s the closest nearby school and has many memories that are sentimental and powerful. When my son was born that’s the school that I’d thought he’d attend, no deviation from the plan. However, as time has swiftly moved and circumstances have taken me by surprise I’ve had to rethink the dream.
At the beginning of the year I can say that the thought of Zachy going to school would send me in a moment of worry and concern toppled with much anxiety. His toilet training and his functioning age was very much behind peer’s his own age. There was also tears of just feeling overwhelmed by the whole school thing.
Sometime mid year I was encouraged to visit schools that had an IO unit as my Son had recently been diagnosed with having a moderate intellectual disability. I visited three in total and was impressed with them all. I then began to change my mind about holding him back a year as these schools have a wonderful program and attitude towards children like my son. The fact that my Son is still in nappy’s, dribbles madly gets distracted and lost is a non issue. I feel that my son will be nurtured and yet challenged, accepted and taught with excellence and encouragement to bring out his abilities.
The thought of school now excites me and I realise there is a whole different world other than my fixed dream to embrace. It’s what you make it and this VCFS journey before me is full of adventure and quite often the unknown. I do put my trust in Jesus and know that whatever happens I will be okay. We all have dreams but sometimes the dreams need a little adjustment.