When God gives you a dream do you stop and consider who needs to hear? Does reluctance temper that thinking imagining the awkward looks measuring our own sanity? Am I forever to be product of an image or free to reveal, awkward or not the miracles and insights you provide in those quiet moments spent before Your Throne?

You speak to me in the diverse languages of men. Do I view this through lens of oddity or embrace the gift you are giving me in viewing through the lens of others with whom otherwise I may not share understanding? How much of reality and faith is perspective as we seek a comfortable, palatable perspective that leaves our guts in peace?

May I be at peace with these visions You show me, fully accepting that the mysteries of this life are answered in those consequential moments spent absorbing those thoughts that follow. May I take action to investigate their leading, knowing that that pursuit which may not necessarily be comfortable will lead to the places that You have prepared for my arrival.

Father show me these places of the vision. Show me the men who are so in tune to Your reflection that they sit and offer only opinions consistent with revealing the miracles within. Lord, I seek a country that is not yet visible in the world of men. Yet, the citizens of that Family are already here or have been for their brief venture through the temporary.

As arguments become less important nearing the eventualities of time completed, give me the precise hearing and articulation to provide pieces of the mosaic given by Your Hand. Your Word indicates a balance between thought and subsequent action consistent with those meditations. Lord let me walk in this coordination necessary to integration and convergence. In Jesus’ Holy Name.