A dream?

I have heard it said that dreams reveal things to us. In the bible God spoke to people in dreams (remember Joseph was instructed to take Mary as his wife and to not be ashamed of her for the child she carried was the child of God) and He even shared truths about the future in dreams. (remember another Joseph interpreted dreams about Egypt with 7 years of plenty and 7 years of famine)

I woke up this morning knowing the dream I had just had was revealing to me something about myself and this journey I am on. It was a snapshot so to speak of me doing an interview where I was sharing some of the things that helped me get to the place I was physically with my weight that had spiraled out of control, before embarking on this journey to health. I was quite surprised with what was revealed to me... there have been only a few people in my life who have had a significant impact on me. and two of them had health issues that have rocked my world. the first is my daughter. My daughter was born at a very low birth weight of just 4 pounds 8oz. She stayed very tiny for a very long time. Although she had a personality that was huge! she was very small. she wore preemie clothing and diapers until she was 6 months old! she was the size of a 4 month old when she was almost a year. one of the reasons was due to a heart condition. She was born with a congenital heart defect. Her Cardiologist shared with me that I just needed to make sure she had food available to her all the time. So for many years in an attempt to get her to eat enough I always had food out and around for "snacking" the second person was my mom. just over 4 years ago my mom was diagnosed with terminal cancer. After an initial surgery where they were able to see evidence of how far it had spread and how advanced it was, she was given just 6 months to live. During the next 6 months one of my daily jobs was to get mom to eat. Not always an easy things to do. So we watched a lot of "cooking shows" the food network became a close friend of ours. One of her favorites was a certain Southern Lady who loved to cook with lots of butter and mayonnaise. Mom would say "oh that looks so good" or "that sounds delicious" and the next thing you knew I was in the kitchen trying to prepare it for her. she would eat a few bites and I would be left to finish it off. Then after Mom passed away those foods became a "comfort" to me. Just like people hang onto items that belonged to a loved on. I hung onto the cooking shows and trying all the wonderful recipes. an enjoyable activity we shared. At the time it was happening it did not register with me that was what was happening, however, it was during the next three and a half years that a lifelong weight problem spiraled out of control.

I find it amazing to me that I never seen this before. It should have been so evident... It however, was not until this morning. I knew I needed to get this down on paper. I will now spend some time praying about it and processing it, so I know better how to deal with it and allow it to change my life for the better. I think i may do that at the Gym while on the treadmill...

Isn't God amazing! He knows the areas of our lives that need to be looked at and allows us small glimpses into things sometimes to reveal great truths to us. Even in our dreams He is at work molding us and shaping us into His original masterpiece.

Blessings my friends,