A dream. In the early hours this morning. God speaks to my heart. My soul.
Listen. Listen carefully to what is said. Look. Look carefully so that you don’t miss what is happening.
Break the Silence.
In my dream, a baby is born. No one wants to take care of him. Why? Why is no one picking up the baby?
I can no longer stand by, so I go and pick up the baby. He is dirty. He doesn’t have that “new born” baby smell! He needs a bath.
I take him to a bath tub. The tub is very deep and hard to lean over to hold the baby. But there is no other place available to give him a bath. As I am holding him, he keeps trying to turn over and put his face into the water. Why? What are you doing? I tell the others in the room it is as though he is trying to drown himself.
Every time that I give him a bath, he always tries to turn over and put his face down in the water? What is wrong baby?
Time passes. I am back in the room with babies. I see him again. This time he is lying on his stomach and he has a small gavel in his hand and he keeps pounding the floor with it. I look around me, but no one else seems to be aware of what he is doing and where did he get the gavel from?
I am sitting on a couch, and I call out to him. He looks up and he sees me. He starts trying to crawl to me – yet he is still so young it is difficult. I lean over and pick him up and he immediately seeks comfort lying on my chest and he is humming – a tune that I have never heard before.
And then, he starts to whimper and holds tightly to me! Oh Poppa! What is he trying to tell me? What are you trying to tell me?
And then, I am given wisdom and I understand. And I will share it with you today.
Why would the baby appear to be drowning himself?
Actually that is not what he was trying to do. He had been in a safe place. In his mother’s womb that was filled with fluids. He basically was on life support, connected by the umbilical cord that provided oxygen for him until his first actual breath at birth.
He was trying to get back to a safe place – not left out to die.
Why was the baby holding a gavel and pounding the floor with it?
I am sure that you probably have already realized why he had that gavel in his hand.
The GAVEL represents JUSTICE.
The gavel that the baby was holding represented the INJUSTICE that he was suffering will be reversed! Justice is coming!
Making it right:
“I know that you, God, are never pleased with lawlessness, and evil ones will never be invited as guest to your house. Boasters collapse, unable to survive your scrutiny, for your hatred of evildoers is clear. You will make an end of all those who lie. How you hate hypocrisy and despise all who love violence!” Psalm 1:5-6 (TPT)
Now the baby crawling. Trying to crawl to me. And the way that he holds on to me, humming a tune that I have never heard before. And holding so tightly to me. Why?
He is unable to speak for himself. But God has given others who can speak for him. Will you come out of your silence and speak up for this little one? For all the little ones left out to die?
Justice is coming. What will you do?
MY Song: So appropriate for this morning. Timely. A new movie coming out this week on March 29th. Listen. Let the words soak deep into your heart. And then decide – what will you do? I heard this song for the first time a few days ago. Could this be the song that the baby was humming?