In Thee I place my trust,
On Thee I calmly rest,
I know Thee good, I know Thee just,
And count Thy choice the best. – H.F. Lyte
My dreams last night were full of frustrated attempts to change my past. My friend, Dr. Conte’, would call my dreams a healthy sign, saying my dream work was coming to grips with what I couldn’t change. When I woke up, I didn’t feel so satisfied, in fact, I was discontent with the failed solutions my dreams had tried. Doesn’t make sense does it – to argue with one’s dreams, but at five this morning that was what I was doing.
Sometimes we do the same thing with God, arguing with him with similar results. We tell him our soul would be so much richer if only he would change what is happening, instead of recognizing the riches of our current circumstance, no matter how bleak it may seem. Perhaps by criticizing God, we somehow manage complacency with self. We say how gentle we would be, if we weren’t provoked. How pious we could be, if we weren’t so busy. How we could do great things, if only he hadn’t place such difficult obstacles in our path.
My dreams didn’t change the past and arguing with God won’t change his mind. Dr. Conte would tell me that my dreams were healing my subconscious, just as God places us where we are at this moment for a purpose. Try not to argue with your circumstances, but instead rest in them as best you can.