I Had A Dream About A House ...

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About 9 years ago, a woman I knew was going through some things and I asked her to lunch. Three days before I went to lunch with her, I had a dream that she bought a new house. I saw this old farmhouse in my dream take on new life. I watched it change colors and become a place of rich beauty. This was before Magnolia gave words to what I was seeing so I called it "rustic elegance." I saw people coming and going being revived. I could feel God's hand in it all. 

 I will tell you that I had never had a dream about anyone getting a house. I have had things happen where God would impress on me things that I couldn't have known otherwise, but I was also quite shy and not really about letting people see my crazy. I decided to be brave and tell this woman anyway.

 Years went by and she wrote to me that they were looking for a house and to pray. Fast forward. She finds the house and ends up on HGTV on the show House Hunters. As I watched the progress of the house, I felt like I was watching my dream. Every transition was a flashback.

 Over the years, I have wondered if God had shown me that dream solely to encourage my friend or if there was more to it. At the beginning of May, I attended a prayer workshop and we did several exercises together. One of those exercises was to close my eyes and ask Jesus where he wanted to meet with me. The house from my dream popped in my head. It is now on VRBO for rent. I shared it with a few friends that I pray for and do ministry with and they wanted to go see what God was up to.

 I cannot even begin to tell you the beauty of fellowship and the birthing of dreams that happened in that dream house over the last few days. I was constantly moved to tears by watching these women come alongside one another and encourage each other in their individual ministries. So many answered prayers and affirmations. Many seeds were planted. I will be excited to share over the next weeks and months. Also, my dream kept going beyond this initial house so you can stay tuned to see what happens there. 

 If you are looking for a stunning vacation rental in Driftwood, TX, I cannot recommend Farmhouse on Elderhill enough to you. It is more beautiful than you could ever imagine. I had seen hundreds of pictures of it, but I literally gasped at the beauty of the real thing. 

 Thank you, Audrey Church. You are one of the most hospitable people I have ever met.

 Book your stay at the farmhouse: https://www.vrbo.com/925411
Follow them on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/farmhouseonelderhill/


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