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Dream – The Reluctant Time traveller

Published June 29, 2018 by Laura Crean Author

(Written at 2.30 AM)

I have just had the strangest dream. Very weird!. It involved Abraham Lincoln as a reluctant time traveller.  I saw him walk through this portal and explore other times – past, present and future.

Then there was something about him using a telescope that had a beam of light coming out of it, straight up into the sky.

Also there was something about him standing up in some kind of assembly (like a school assembly hall) talking about equal rights and talking about the fact that we are all products of our ancestry and basically  that we are all made up of  every different cultural and ethnic background.  That somewhere in our ancestry line there will be some distant relation who would have been of a different race, colour or creed to what we ourselves identify with and therefore we are all mixed race and should stop worrying about it in society and be more tolerant of everyone and each other – one people- one church?

The next dream I remember was something about a kitchen and the right appliances being used for the right job. First of all I was trying to move a freezer out of the room because it was in the way and so dangerous, but whoever was in the kitchen with me said I would get into trouble for moving it.. I said I didn’t care because it was dangerous where it was.  However it was also dangerous to move it because there were electric cables of other appliances in the way.  So where I wanted to move it to (which was out of the kitchen and in the hallway) was difficult and dangerous to get to.

Then I tried to fill up a large plastic juice beaker with water from my one cup machine but because it wasn’t the right container for the purpose, it basically spilled over into the base plate. I remember thinking ” that was dangerous!” Because I knew it was the wrong container for the job!

Ok so it is 3:47 A.M and I can’t go back to sleep because the symbolism of the dream keeps playing out in my mind and I feel I won’t be able to sleep until I write it down. Where to start?

Vision, transparency and forward thinking…

The reluctant time traveller, Abe Lincoln, with his portal time machine and telescope light beam; I feel this is to do with being forward thinking – vision – and then there’s the ‘following the light’ theme.

The fact that it is dealing with time – past, present and future, makes me feel that this is to do with the eternal properties of God – the eternal – he is the same yesterday, today and tomorrow and his word never changes. So being in line with God’s word and will – the beam of light (God’s glory?) So having vision (looking through the telescope) being forward thinking ( alongside the time machine ) and lining up and following his eternal will that never changes.  That brings me to the assembly.

I feel this is once again about the eternal will of God for his children; looking at who is speaking (Abraham Lincoln). So just like the kitchen and the tools for the right job; he is the right man for the job. Let’s look briefly at his character – ( taken from Wikipedia);

Abraham Lincoln, born 12:02:1809. He was the 16th president of the United States of America. He was a statesman and lawyer.  He was assassinated and died 15:4:1865. He was a very tall, unusual looking man, , loved his King James Bible, having read it cover to cover time and again.

Abe Lincoln quotes; “Government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the Earth,”

“A house divided against itself cannot stand,”

“Whatever you are, be a good one.”

When I think of Abraham Lincoln, I think of the civil war, the Declaration of Independence and the abolishment of slavery. So like I said, I think this is about the eternal will of God for his children (i.e. The ancestry/genes/ the equality factor. That we are all God’s  children and should be like-minded, inclusive, fair, just, kind and considerate, compassionate etc.  Made me think of the last children’s church lesson involving 1 Peter 3:8. – ” Be like-minded, be sympathetic, love one another, be compassionate and humble.”

So,yes, being the right person for the job (not sure why I keep thinking of him as the reluctant time traveller though).

Going back to the kitchen and the right tools for the job i.e. The right container for the water (Holy Spirit). It was a large container and was overflowing (Psalm 23:5 – “my cup overflows”) but didn’t fit with the dispenser (Jesus) – i.e. Not lining up again with God’s will.

Also thinking of the hot water versus the cold freezer – being hot and cold? Cup and one cup machine not fit for purpose and the freezer not fitting in the kitchen. Not in line with God’s will again?

When I went back to sleep I had another dream. This dream was really special because it was an answer to prayer. First of all let me tell you why.

Last week I had a small dream on the end of another dream (can’t remember which one) but the small dream confused me because I thought maybe there was more to it that I couldn’t recall and that I didn’t understand what it was about!  The dream was simply that I was given a basket with pears in – 1 small pear and 2 really large, juicy, delicious looking pears.

I asked God to let me have the dream again, this time letting me remember it all, or else to help me understand what the dream means. So this is where this last dream last night comes in.

I dreamed I was walking through a garden. It was a garden belonging to a retirement home – the kind of manager run homes I often have clients in as a community care worker. However, this was the best retirement home you could ever want to live in; it was everything you could ever want to enjoy the rest of your life in and the garden was the best part – beautiful beyond any garden I had seen in any other retirement home.

As I walked through the garden I came to the most beautiful tree. It had 3 oranges on it (that I could see); there was one small orange on one branch and two huge, really delicious, juicy looking oranges on another branch. These two oranges were joined together.

The gardener was just beyond the tree and he smiled and greeted me as I approached the tree.  I told him how wonderful the oranges were and asked him if I could have the two large juicy looking oranges.  He said to me very seriously: “Only if you promise to eat them because they are too delicious to waste.” I promised I would because they looked so delicious. And that was it and I woke up.

The first thing that springs to mind is the tree (tree of life?) Then the 3 pieces of fruit both times (Holy Trinity?) I’m not sure why one is smaller than the other two or why the 2 oranges were joined together. The 2 large pears may have been joined together but I don’t remember for sure.  I also wonder why pears and oranges?

The retirement home and the garden I believe represent the Kingdom of Heaven and the promise and warning not to waste the fruit could be possibly lining up with God’s will again.  Taking hold of God’s free gift of salvation in Jesus Christ?  I suppose it’s as simple and as wonderful as that! What a fantastic and special message and answer to prayer.

Now lastly, joining that dream onto the kitchen dream earlier  and the Abraham Lincoln theme and I’m thinking of the quote ” by the people for the people”  it makes me think this is confirmation of my plan to produce a book for my church congregation for them and by them on the theme of spiritual food! LOL God is so awesome!

Monday 9th July 2018 Update :-

I meant to update this last Sunday but I just haven’t had the time.  So anyway, I’m still flying high after sharing 2 dream images with the church Sunday  morning and then finding out this was in line with the message from our visiting guest speaker – Bayo Babalola – the dream images I had already had about the fruit of the spirit and the tree of life and also the overflowing cup from my one cup machine. But it wasn’t until the morning before church (I had a shift at work) and as I was walking around God was telling me or giving me a clearer interpretation and putting in my heart to share. At the end of my shift I was feeling really sick with the heat. I didn’t know how I was going to make it through the day, go to church and work again in the afternoon – I was sick, dizzy, hot etc. But God said go to church and share my message through the dream.

I felt God was telling me that the importance of the large fruit and the overflowing water from the one cup machine was the same message – that his love through his Holy Spirit is just so abundant – a free gift –  and the joined fruit shows not only that we are in partnership with him but that we must be fruitful and multiply through his fruit – his abundant love.  Now the one cup machine cup being so big was showing me that it doesn’t matter how big the container (i.e us) – the container will never be big enough then to contain his love because it is so big, ever flowing and cannot be contained!  I just love this imagery – don’t you?

Then I helped upstairs with the children and that was brilliant but I missed the message downstairs. Then I went home ( still feeling quite heat exhausted by the way) I rested for a bit and thankfully got my afternoon shift reduced to just 2 clients but even that I found hard in the heat because I am not coping with the heat too well at the moment. I came home. We ate and I watched tv with my daughter for a while and fell asleep until 10.30. Then I watched the morning’s visiting speaker – and was blown away by God’s abundant LOVE – praise God❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ ❤️ Scroll down the wall to see the message you will NOT be disappointed.

Ok so fast forward to yesterday (Sunday 8th July) and we had another guest speaker – Rich Bowles. Once again blown away by the message but he also mentioned my dream vision and extremely eloquently linked it in with the message.  However it wasn’t until I went to link the video here – the second video underneath, that I realised his talk was about vision (the other theme of the dream above) so now I am just blown away by God’s amazing abundance of blessings and I am so honoured and humbled that he has shared this with me and continues to do so.

The blessings continued with amazing things coming out of the worship and prayer time yesterday evening and then I had more dreams last night, which I will share later.  Please watch the messages and I hope you will feel as blessed as I do by their wonderful content and see the links with my dreams.  Take hold of God’s free gift in Jesus Christ, be fruitful and have YOUR vision tested today.

God bless you all.

❤️❤️Laura❤️❤️

 

 

 

 

 

 

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“Let me carry you…”

Published June 23, 2018 by Laura Crean Author

Ok guys so I know I seem to be focussing on dreams at the moment but that’s what is going on in my life so that’s what you are getting.  Last night I had 2 dreams and I’ll start with the last one first.

Buckle up you’re in for a ride… dreams can lead you somewhere you never thought you’d go!

I was the girl from Pretty in Pink but at first I was pretty geeky. My younger brother was all dressed up in a driver’s uniform, very smart with the hat and everything and he was driving me and my Mother around. My Mother was very beautiful, quite sophisticated and glamorous. My brother was about 13 or 14 but acted very mature. He looked and sounded mature and confident. His driving seemed very reckless to me but we didn’t crash, even though I was quite scared, He was very much in control.

We were stopped by a policeman (to me he looked very sexy) and I was trying desperately to flirt with him but to my embarrassment crashed and burned because I was obviously just a geeky teenager.

Then I decided I wanted to be more mature like my younger brother, I wanted to take a leaf out of his book and had a makeover to make myself seem more grown up, to look older, more sexy.

I started driving myself around looking for cool stuff to do. Went to parties etc – oh! Hang on, first of all I went swimming with my brother and had a period in the pool!  We were the only 2 people in there but it was obviously very embarrassing. Then he told me  or made me aware of it so I climbed out of the pool.  A woman was there and she was horrified. – she gave me a pad to put on in my knickers and saw that I already had a bloody one in there and asked me what on Earth I thought I was doing getting in the pool.  I replied that I had forgotten that I had my period.

Like I said, then I started dressing up and putting makeup on and stuff and started going to parties. And then I kept getting glimpses of the young man who lived next door.  through his windows, and started fantasising about him.

Then finally one day I broke in (actually I keep saying “I ” but actually I was more detached from the girl in the dream – it was more like I was watching her than being her.) She went in search in the house for the young man and her parents (her father first) got sight of her in the window about to go up the stairs. Being outside the house, he could see the whole house, see into all the windows and he saw the young man making love to a woman upstairs in the attic.

The father and his wife opened the door just as the man and his wife (now holding a baby, behind her husband) peeked out from the attic door while the girl was half way up the stairs. The young man and his wife look horrified at the intrusion and the Mother and Father apologise for their daughter and the mother explains she is a teenager going through “stuff “and take her home.

There was also something at the end of the dream about pop–corn. I remember trying to make pop-corn in a pop-corn maker but it exploding out like it being out of control and flying all over the place and being too much for me to handle. A bit like a volcano erupting!

I actually woke up thinking it meant that I was immature in Christ, like one of these “baby Christians ” they’re always talking about. Like I felt like I am looking forward to the excitement of a rapture like event when Jesus comes to take us “home ” but that I am not ready, not mature enough in Christ yet. I’m like that teenage girl who wants to rush into adulthood but misses the point of the “growing up ” part, the “maturing” part.

The dream before had a similar message I think. I was part of a group of children on a camping like trip, not in tents but like a children’s  club type holiday kind of deal. I can’t really remember much of the dream but I do know it was similar, in that, we were trying to have grown up relationships with each other but didn’t know how that worked. At some point there was a man (I think the father figure) in a reclining armchair with a bomb underneath it ready to go off at any moment! I can’t remember why or the context or what happened.

I remember us all having to pack really quickly because we were being picked up but we all had too much “stuff “/”baggage “as it were. Too many clothes, games and toys and “stuff ” – the man picking us up was like the Father figure in the other dream.  He gave us all black bags (dustbin bags) and told us to just shove it all in the bags and be quick about it because it was time to go!

Ok so it all feels very much like the father figure in both dreams is our Heavenly Father – it feels like he is ready to come and get us but we are not (or certainly I’m not anyway) ready for him!

It’s like he can see the big picture i.e. the house in the second dream where he can see into all the windows at once but because we are in the middle of it, we can’t see from the same perspective.- he can see the consequences of our actions.  Like, he can see the immaturity like in both the character sets of both dreams – the children on holiday and the teenage girl – out of control and Ill-prepared.

There is also a lot of flirting with danger – the boy and the car, the girl and the swimming pool, policeman, the attempt to seduce the strange young man in the house, the young and inappropriate relationships; and also the bomb and the pop-corn have a feeling of urgent,immanent danger but also excitement of “something” happening about to explode!

There is also a theme of pretending to be something you’re not or rushing to be something you’re not – grown up! Mature! In control! But in the end, they all needed the Father to bail them out of trouble! I’m thinking here also of the reclining chair.  It’s like, don’t get too comfortable because the Father is in control and he could explode (the bomb under his chair) at any minute! His patience is wearing thin.  And with the packing – I’ll come back to that in a minute.

Note: Like I have said before; I’m not really coping very well at the moment, my life seems very “out of control” and I feel like the dreams are reminding me to stop trying to do things on my own, under my own steam and from my own perspective but to put my trust in my Heavenly Father to yeald  control to him. Give him control of the car, so to speak.

I feel like the wife in the second dream is probably representative of the Holy Spirit as she was the passenger in the car with me but was waiting for me to do what I needed to do. I’m wondering now if maybe the boy was Jesus, because he was driving the car – he was in the uniform ( authority maybe but also in service.)  He was “in control” and even though it felt like his driving was quite reckless, he was actually very calm and controlled, the car making  dangerous risky moves but he was always in control, calm, never crashing – in fact, miraculously making manoeuvres through traffic that shouldn’t be possible. It was me as the passenger who felt out of control!  Also the fact that he was in the pool with me while I was having a period feels a bit like a baptism – the period a marked time in “growing up” – going through the necessary embarrassments and messy part of puberty.

Lastly I just wanted to go back to the father figure in the first dream, when he was telling me to put all our toys, games and clothes in the black bags and hurry up and get in the car with him (which was a people carrier by the way). I feel like the clothes, toys and games are our roles, attitudes, tools and world views (our way of playing or acting in the world) – he wanted me to put all of that away and let him “carry me” (the people carrier), let him be in control and take me where I need to go.  It also reminds me of the scripture;

1Corinthians 13:11-13

“When I was a child, I talked like a child,I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me.  For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.

And now these three remain: faith, hope and love.  But the greatest of these is love.”

What an incredible night of dreams and a message of hope. Our Heavenly Father loves us and wants us to be ready, he wants us to know him, fully! And to ourselves be fully known by him but also by ourselves. He wants us to be spiritually mature.

Like with the house and windows in the dream and the mirror in the scripture; we cannot see from God’s perspective here on Earth, in the same way God sees us and the bigger picture.

I know how out of control my life is without Jesus at the steering wheel. I ask Holy Spirit to not only be the passenger in my life but to be a partner, prompting me and guiding me like a mother guides her daughter in the wisdom of growing up – the love of God is our proof he wants us to trust him but time is short.

I know I need to put all my childish Earthly baggage away and let God carry me through the world.  There are too many obstacles in the road, too many distractions and temptations – only Jesus knows the way through all that – he is the way, so I must let him take the wheel.

I hope this speaks to someone else, but I am feeling really blessed to be able to get so much personally out of these dreams.

 

Monday 25th June 2018 – I just wanted to add a little update.  The lesson at church yesterday was about Jesus as the good shepherd and of course one of the images is of Jesus as a shepherd carrying the lost sheep. Someone who read my post told me it confirmed my dream to her as a message that had touched her. That is all the confirmation I need that God speaks to me through my dreams and if they speak to just one other person, then sharing has been worthwhile.

The Cup of Living Waters. 

Published May 13, 2017 by Laura Crean Author

When darkness falls

and you feel you’re all alone

and fear begins to seep into your bones,

when sickness creeps up on you so unawares

and leaves you feeling weak

and ill prepared,

when that time comes;

when you feel you’ve lost control

and only a bitter taste

consumes your soul,

when nothing that you do or say

can make a change

and hopelessness leaves you in a world that feels so strange;

Step forward now and find the home of faith

and call on Jesus – humbly seek his face.

For he has heard your prayers

and seen your tears – and surely he will heal,

for he heals the broken hearted

and binds up every wound – it is his will!

He does not hide his face

from those that call –

Seek him, praise him, honour and revere him,

for he heals all…

…who come to him for strength and joy and life.

You are not forsaken,

God’s presence is like

the surgeon’s sharpest knife –

it cuts through all fears

and transplants love within its place,

such is the awesome mercy of God’s grace.

He will be your strength

and will help you when you call,

have faith because when God is with you – nothing is impossible!

So come and drink from his cup so sweet,

his living waters into your life will seep

and such a medicine will refresh your soul,

God’s love will wash over you

and make you whole.

by Laura Crean

Blink

Published October 8, 2015 by Laura Crean Author

Blink!

Something has changed!

I opened my eyes this morning and something has changed;

Blink!

Vision clearing…

…There’s something wrong with the picture on the wall –

Is it crooked?

Blink!

Something has changed!

No matter how hard I try I cannot straighten it;

It won’t go back to the way it was before.

Perspective’s altered.

Blink!

Eyes straining.

What is it?

What is wrong with the picture?

It has always been there.

It hasn’t moved.

Why has it changed?

It doesn’t make sense!

Who is the artist?

What is he trying to tell me?

Blink!

Look deeper!

Look with different eyes.

Look at it from above, from the side,

follow the lines, join the dots.

Blink!

Who told me it was meant to be viewed that way?

Was it the shop-keeper?

He sold me a lie!

I have been looking at it from the wrong angle for all these years;

Better to see with the eyes of the artist.

Blink!

Now I see.

The painting hasn’t changed;

I have!

© Copyright 2015 Laura Crean

Jesus, my Lovely Saviour

Published October 8, 2015 by Laura Crean Author

Get up!

Published September 21, 2015 by Laura Crean Author

I believe the Lord has been guiding me to study the book of Acts this last week and I came across a YouTube video that enables you to watch a stunning dramatization of this most inspiring book, whilst following along with your NIV bible.  I encourage anyone who learns in a more visual way and may struggle with reading the bible to watch it.  The other books of the New Testament are also available but it is acts I wanted to focus on at the moment.  I will put the video at the end of this post.

It was quite late already by the time I started watching but I had my Women’s Devotional Bible in front of me to read along, and so I started my journey into Acts.  Unfortunately half way through the film (and the book) I fell asleep!

Skipping a couple of days I opened my bible on the study on page 1293 entitled “A Mother’s Prayer” (Read Acts 1:1-14).  The study sets the scene by talking about a woman called Monica and her constant prayer for her son Augustine, who didn’t follow his mother’s faith and led a sinful life.  He did however eventually wake up to Christ and became, of course, a very famous fourth century Bishop.  All his life his mother prayed for him, confident that God would step in and wake her son from his sinful slumber.

In the bible reading we see how Mary must have struggled when her younger sons didn’t have faith in their older brother Jesus and they must have been constantly foremost in her prayers.  And we see how after Jesus ascends into heaven, his mother is among those in the upper room praying along with Jesus’ brothers.  In fact his brother James is one of the first people Jesus appears to.

I really took hold of this lesson as a mother myself, praying for my children daily that they will be woken up to God’s glory.  But as a mother who has faith in Jesus Christ as my Lord and saviour, I am very conscious of the need to be gently encouraging – because children don’t always listen to their parents with an open heart, let’s face it – and I don’t want the opposite to happen and push them further from God.

Now every Sunday I get up and go to church and I wake my children up and tell them I am going to church and if they want to come they have an hour or half an hour (depending on when I wake them) to get up, dressed and with it and come with me.  I am a single mother and the girl’s father has them every other weekend (he doesn’t go to church) so as my children keep telling me: “This is your thing Mum not ours!”  I try not to nag but give them the option of coming with me.  Usually I get a few groans of “No Thanks!”  and they turn over and go back to sleep!  However Last Sunday I suddenly had the urge to change tactics (just the once.  I wasn’t planning on doing it every week, but I felt the Holy Spirit stirring in the house making me bold and spurring me on.)  So I shouted up the stairs: “GET UP!  We’re ALL going out to church this morning!”  The usual moans and groans of teenage angst drifted back down the stairs at me: “Muuuum I’m tired. I really don’t want to go – it’s your thing not mine!”  Then I shouted back up the stairs: “It’s not a thing – it’s an opportunity – now GET UP!  You don’t have to come every week but today we’re ALL going.  As it turned out the morning was really amazing and I was so happy that my children (well 2 of them anyway) had come with me and had actually enjoyed the morning too.

Saturday I opened my devotional bible again to Acts and was quite surprised to find the next study on pg 1304 was entitled “Get up!” (Read Acts 9:1-43)  Obviously this immediately made me think of my struggles to get my children up out of bed on a Sunday morning, so I read on with interest.  The study actually started speaking about parents trying to get teenagers out of bed!  I had to have a little giggle at (what I thought) was God’s sense of humour as a father relating to me as a mother.  Then I read on and the bible study asks you to look at the different ways people were told to “Get up!” in Acts 9.

First in (Acts 9:5-6) Saul is knocked to the ground by the light of Jesus’ presence and blinded on the road to Damascus:

          “Who are you , Lord?” Saul asked.

          “I am Jesus, whom you are persecuting.” He replied.

          “Now get up and go into the city, and you will be told what you must do.”

Later on in (Acts 9:34-35) Peter comes across a paralyzed man:

          “Aeneas,”  Peter said to him,

          “Jesus Christ heals you.  Get up and roll up your mat.”

Immediately Aeneas got up.  All those who lived in Lydda and Sharon saw him and turned to the Lord.”

Then lastly, in (Acts 9:40) Peter is led to the body of Tabitha (a faithful disciple who always helped the poor and had died):

          Peter sent them all out of the room; then he got down on his knees and prayed.

          Turning towards the dead woman, he said, “Tabitha get up.”

          She opened her eyes, and seeing Peter she sat up.”

Well as you can imagine the story spread and many people became believers.

I have really been inspired and encouraged this week by all these examples in the book of Acts and it spoke to me of just how different all our journeys are.  As it points out in the bible study, we are all on different journeys, you may need God to knock you off your horse, heal you or resurrect you depending on where you are spiritually.   Which brings me to the end of the week.  Friday I had a lovely catch up with a very dear friend of mine, who has been with me on my journey and who I know has been constantly praying for me.  Somehow she had double booked her morning and another friend of hers also turned up, and the 3 of us had a wonderful morning chatting, eating a lovely lunch prepared by my friend and sharing our testimonies.  It was then that I told my new friend about the day I met our mutual friend and how amazing my encounter with God was that day.  In a way it reminded me of Saul’s encounter (although obviously not as dramatic!) But i was literally stopped in my tracks as I hurried to pass the church and the rather exuberant pastor sitting outside happily inviting people in to join in with a family event taking place.  I was offended by his intrusion into my day and I politely declined with some excuse and hurried across the road.  My eldest daughter, just 4 years old at the time, cried and carried on and on about how she wanted her face painted.  I tried to take her into the local corner shop, thinking to bribe her with sweets to stop her winging.  Well – it was at that point, standing in the middle of a very quiet coastal village, with nobody around me, that “someone” whispered quite calmly, gently but in a demanding way in my ear:

“Turn around!” – which I did.  I turned around in the street to see who it was whispering in my ear and there was nobody there!  My little heart started pounding, I can tell you, at the sudden realization that it had been God!  God had just caught me trying to bribe my 4 year old with sweets NOT to go to church.  I was so stunned and ashamed that I immediately went back to the church, where I met, amongst others, the dear friend I was visiting on Friday.

I would love to tell you that after that amazing encounter with God in the very quiet coastal village of Pevensey Bay, I was a loyal and faithful Christian – I’d be lying!  That was just one small step on my journey to being woken up by God and thankfully he never gave up on me, throughout all my backsliding, and neither did those who continued to pray for me through darker times.  Now I know Jesus was always with me, gently shaking me until I woke up, opened my heart and heard him again.  It’s funny how children have ‘selective hearing’ isn’t it?  Sometimes it isn’t until the circumstances and context of the situation are just right that they suddenly hear what you are trying to say, don’t you think?  It is the same when God is trying to talk to us.

I am happy to report that one of my daughters was given a little shake last Sunday and yesterday (This Sunday) I had no problem getting her up – it seems she wants to be more involved with the church and was very excited to talk to the young visiting preacher who spoke about being a “lighthouse”.

Life

Published August 23, 2015 by Laura Crean Author

The breath of life is God’s sweet gift

That we should breathe and we should live

It is in the oxygen that fills our lungs

That fuels the blood within our tongues

And in the blood that life remains

Passion pumps it round our veins

The heart is where our love resides

And in the lifeblood our desires

Life to do and life to be

Life to be lived in its entirety

To be desired and to be shared

With peace, hope, love and joy declared

So live it – it is yours to live

Yours to share and yours to give

Celebrate that you are blessed

And in God’s heart your life takes rest

© August 2015 Laura Crean

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