I have been listening to your teachings on miracles in your sleep. I asked God for a miracle in a specific area. I didn’t get it. Instead, I had this haunting dream where a coral snake was following me around my house. I yelled for my husband to come kill it, but he didn’t. Then the snake disappeared into my closet. It wasn’t aggressive, just creepy. And I couldn’t shake it. I was pretty annoyed with myself for letting a dream get to me this way and for being so focused on a dream that I had conjured something meaningless. I was disappointed to not get my miracle, but I praised God in the fog of it anyway. I figured that was my lesson. Keep praising God, because that is not my strength sometimes. So three days later, I dreamed about this same snake. This time, very clearly, God said, “Stop yelling for someone else to kill your snake. You are responsible for your own snake.” I looked around, and I grabbed a specific pen off of my nightstand and I killed the snake by stabbing it with my pen through the head. It was so weird, but also amazing. As soon as I woke up, I knew what it all meant. It made complete sense. A coral snake does not have fangs, but it is highly toxic. It gnaws on its victim to expose them to the toxin. That was so spot on. My problems are the kind that kill you by gnawing away at your joy. And…I have let them. I have been in a really difficult place with some deeply hurtful relationships with family. I knew right away, first, I can only control me. I cannot expect other people to fix my issues. Secondly, once I take action, the change will be swift. The reason these issues are following me, is because I don’t take action. Furthermore, I have felt like I should be writing. Maybe a book, maybe an article, I am not completely sure of the form, which is why I haven’t done anything. The pen was God’s way of saying, WRITE. It will help me, and my experiences can help others. I have done it. I have been able to let go of the things I cannot change. I have given my son to God, and I am no longer tormenting myself over that. I know I have done all I can do, and the rest if up to God. I have also come to peace with my marriage and the parts of it that I have no control over. And….yesterday, I realized I had forgotten to take my blood pressure meds for two weeks, so I checked it. For the first time in years, it was normal. Not borderline, not high….just completely normal. I have known for a while that these relationships were taking a toll on my soul, but I didn’t know how to let go. Suddenly, I couldn’t NOT let go if I wanted to.
Praise God for his miraculous mercy, and thank you for your teachings. -P.E.
