{"id":10694,"date":"2019-07-05T00:26:05","date_gmt":"2019-07-05T00:26:05","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/pjhmail.wordpress.com\/?p=10694"},"modified":"2019-07-05T00:26:05","modified_gmt":"2019-07-05T00:26:05","slug":"dream-invitation-for-holy-memories","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/pastorjohnshouse.com\/mailbag\/10694\/dream-invitation-for-holy-memories\/","title":{"rendered":"Dream \/ Invitation for Holy Memories"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"color:#000000;\">Hi, Pastor John.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#000000;\">I had this dream the other day, and I feel it goes along with what you taught us this past Wednesday about the deeds being done in our bodies and to the body (of Christ).<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#000000;\">In my dream, we were in your basement, and the tables were set out. I sat down at one of the tables, and Amy F set a thick packet down beside me with a very pretty, white, lacy envelope on top of it. We all had been given these packets.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#000000;\">I noticed that the envelope and the packet had been professionally made. As I opened it, there were pages and pages of pictures from Amy&#8217;s life and mine together through the years. I remember looking at them and saying, \u201cI remember these.\u201d There were pictures of us together from the meetings and Thanksgiving. There were pictures of us praying for each other and sharing our burdens together. Pictures of joy and some pictures of sorrow, but they were pictures of our life together. How precious! As I pondered through them, I asked Amy, &#8220;Can I pick of few and keep them?\u201d Amy replied, &#8220;Billy, they are all yours!\u201d I then opened the envelope and it read, &#8220;To: Billy. From: Amy&#8221;.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#000000;\">Music was playing over the speakers, and Amy and you started singing a song together. She started to sing a line, and she pointed to you, and you started to add another line, and you two went back and fort. It was very joyful, watching both of you &#8220;trade&#8221; line as we call it. The music was not too upbeat, but joyous and fun to watch. Gary was playing piano and his orchestration was perfect with every note; not one was out of place, and it was all very complementary to what Amy and you were singing. I marveled and said to myself, &#8220;I have not ever heard orchestration like that before, it was so good. I only remember how the song felt. I wish I could remember the tune, but I do remember the title, I Will Rise.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#000000;\">As you both were still singing and Brother Gary still playing the orchestration, I looked at the pretty white envelope and in my heart, I felt it was an invitation to make more memories, to share more of our lives together in the love of God, to increase our portfolio of pictures together, to live life in God together. What&#8217;s that worth?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#000000;\">I look back at my memories and thank God for them. There have been ups and downs, happy and sad, health and sickness time, but I thank God that though out the years, He has surrounded me (us) with the most precious people on this earth in my life to help me through it all.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#000000;\">I humbly pray that I take advantage of the invitation from Amy in my dream to make more &#8220;Precious Memories&#8221;, as the song goes, with each and every one of us. It&#8217;s no small thing to be able to share this life in Christ together. We truly need each other&#8217;s gifts; God&#8217;s anointing on your life, the out of this world music that He has blessed us with, and the precious fellowship in His light together.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#000000;\">It&#8217;ll be worth it all.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#000000;\">Billy M.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Hi, Pastor John. I had this dream the other day, and I feel it goes along with what you taught us this past Wednesday about the deeds being done in our bodies and to the body (of Christ). In my dream, we were in your basement, and the tables were set out. 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