Father’s Day June 16, 2019 – 1:09 am On Father’s Day 2019, I awakened in the night from a dream and this conversation with the Lord…
I keep seeing drops of blood. Ron is the one who pointed them out. He was afraid that something was wrong. They are just little drops of blood but they are appearing consistently. When I see them there are two drops – one larger than the other. I know that it doesn’t mean something is wrong with Ron because he is in heaven. Lord, what do these drops of blood mean?
“It’s my blood making a pathway for you. It’s my blood that was shed for you. They drop out of my nail-scarred hands as we walk the path. It’s a reminder to you that I am with you. You have nothing to fear. I used Ron to point them out so you would pay attention. Be assured that I am with you as you go. I have already been in every step along the way – leaving drops of blood for you to see that I have already walked where you are walking – I’m a little ways ahead of you. Keep going. Everything’s going to be okay. I’ve paved the way for all the things you need to know, see, and do. Pay attention – be alert. You must be watching so you will see Me. I want you to see the signs of my presence. When anything seems unusual – think of me! Ask me what this means. Lord, are you speaking to me? Are you showing me something? Don’t let your reaction be one of fear – instead, let it be one of wonder. I wonder what He is doing? Saying? Up to? Trust in me and you will experience my provision for all of your needs and questions. Keep your eyes and ears open and I will show you the way.”
It’s father day and I should be giving you gifts – but instead, it’s you who have given me gifts galore! Extravagant gifts all bought with the blood of your Son! Priceless beyond compare!
This is the response that flowed so freely from within me… This is Father’s Day! I’m so thankful father for your love. That you loved me so much that you sent Jesus to live and die for me. To shed his blood so I can be a part of your family. To be your daughter. I’m so grateful. It’s father day and I should be giving you gifts – but instead, it’s you who have given me gifts galore! Extravagant gifts all bought with the blood of your Son! Priceless beyond compare! I want to value and cherish every one of your gifts because the price paid was one never to be repaid! Thank you Father for loving me! I love you and I am so grateful to be your daughter.
I love the way God speaks to you through your dreams & how he guides you in interpreting them. When I read your journey, it’s like reading a beautiful poetry string between you you & your Father! He’s such a creative God!!