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Fi's Encounter Testimony

On Saturday night on the Encounter weekend my lovely roommate, Susanne (who I’d met for the first time on Friday night), prayed as we went to bed that God would give us both dreams and a full night’s sleep.  I thought, “Aw, that’d be nice.  What a sweet prayer!”.  I had a lot of struggles with sleep for about 20 years, and I’d never knowingly had a dream from God, so I didn’t think either would actually happen.

But then I woke up at 7am!  And I realised I had a really interesting dream, which I somehow knew was from God, though I didn’t understand what He meant by it. It began with my Dad turning up at a women’s exercise class and joining in.  All the women were really toned and flexible, and they were doing the splits, so he tried as well, and they all stared at him, wondering why he was there, and why he was trying to do the splits when it was clearly very painful for him! 

I was mystified, and I said, “God, I don’t want to get up until you explain it to me!”.  Then suddenly it was clear, to the extent that I wondered how I’d missed the point before.  I realised there’s been a pattern in my family, of people trying to do things which they didn’t enjoy and that didn’t suit them, purely because they thought they had to – to fit in and do the ‘right’ thing, not knowing or trusting their real identity and gifts.

God had made sense of a confusing, depressing phenomenon I’d never previously understood, with just one neat, hilarious image:  my Dad trying to do the splits in a women’s exercise class!   Suddenly instead of feeling down about my sleep struggles and sure that God never gave me dreams, I was bouncing off the walls with excitement that He’d given me sleep AND a dream that had made me burst out laughing!

That one picture showed me God’s insight, kindness, incisiveness and sense of humour.  My prayer suddenly became, “God, I’m SO sorry for not believing you’d give what Susanne asked for!  Please help me trust that you do give sleep to your beloved*, and please give me LOTS MORE DREAMS!”. 

 

*Psalm 127:2 ESV
It is in vain that you rise up early and go late to rest, eating the bread of anxious toil; for he gives to his beloved sleep. 

Fiona