It was foretold to us that in the end times," your sons and your daughters shall Prophesy, your young men shall see visions, and your old men shall dream dreams..." Acts 2: 17
I am not sure when it was this dream was related to me. Yet, I know it came from a preacher...and one whom I trust, in the midst of speaking about time, and how different our time is from the way God perceives time.
I was walking down a tree lined road when I became aware that Jesus walked by my side. I was so thrilled, I fell to my knees and began to worship him, but after a moment, he reached down and pulled me to my feet, and asked, " Would you get me a cup of water? I am very thirsty." Well, what was I going to do? Tell him NO? Of course not! I said Yes, Master! But I don't know the area, I'll have to search for a well... and he smiled and said, I can wait. So I began to run down the road, casting to the right and to the left looking for a well a little feverishly, anxious to do all I could for him. At last I spotted a well a ways off from the road, and hurried towards it, but when I came upon it, I realized there was a widow- woman there in some distress. She had with her two little children, just babies, and began to tell me how much she needed help to carry water to a place of shelter for her and her children for the night. I couldn't turn my back on her, so I complied with her plea, and as we went to find this place of shelter, she told me that she had no food for them,and so I said I would do what I could to help gather some food before I left them. By the time I got them settled with water, and a small lean-to, found them something to eat,and made a small cooking fire, night had fallen, and I was so tired, I slept there. After a night filled with wild animals circling our little encampment, it seemed only right I should stay on, and provide a safer structure for this little family,be their protector,and as time went by and the house was done, and we scratched out a little garden, I lost track of my original mission. I took this family as my own, and over time I grew our little place into a working farm with herds,and produce enough not only to cover our own needs, but enough to sell at the town market place. One day as I went down the road to the city with produce to sell, I again saw My Lord, leaning up against a tree! Before I could fall at his feet and beg forgiveness at having let him down, he said to me" So. Have you found that glass of water yet?" It was as if virtually no time had passed at all since I last saw him!
The point being, years and years to us, may seem as only moments to the Lord! In fact, that very thing had been the scriptural basis for his talk.
"A thousand years with the Lord is as a day, and a day as a thousand years..."
So, go back and read Genesis again. Rather than the creation taking a week, let us think instead, as each day being a thousand years...so it took God six thousand years to create and populate the world. Now, that makes more sense, don't you think?
OUI?
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