I have been meaning to post this story for a while now, but keep putting it off; however, it has been nagging at me for weeks so here it goes…
On July 27th, 2013, I went to bed asking God to visit me in my dreams because I was becoming semi frustrated with things and I wanted a vision that would give me some sort of sign of where my life was going…something new about Josiah…anything really. As I started to doze off, I honestly believed with 100% confidence that I would wake up with a vivid dream that would be significant or one that I would recognize as something important to think about or share with others. After whispering to God to please give me sweet dreams, I just knew that He would answer and I was almost too excited about what He might share with me that it was hard to fall asleep. haha!
The next morning came and I opened my eyes and thought, “Drats! I didn’t dream a thing!” I got out of bed struggling to remember if I dreamed anything, anything at all. I remember my friend who is a doctor being in my dream and talking about Kidneys, so maybe I should have my kidney’s examined? I tried not to worry about that and started to get ready for church and while I was getting all “dolled up” a friend of mine sent me a text message and asked me which church service I would be attending because she had a crazy dream she wanted to share with me. I never once thought her having a dream might have been related to me asking God for a dream because she does have those random, off the wall dreams that she likes to share with me from time to time and I just thought this was another one of those dreams. However I never saw her at church that morning, but later that day I saw her at a birthday party, so I went up to her and said, “Let’s hear about this dream of yours”. Her dream was this…
We were all in a big room (like a bounce house room) and there were TONS of kids running around, playing, screaming, and laughing and out of no where, a loud and deep voice said, “The 17th day is Josiah’s day”. (Cue me crying with huge alligator tears coming down my face!) She then continued to say that she woke up, but fell back asleep and had the exact same dream.
My friend has known about God telling me over a year ago that I would have a son and to name him Josiah (see Our Story), but she didn’t know the significance of the number 17 in my life.
The 17th is a day my husband and I recognize because we began “officially dating” on January 17th, 2006 and we got married on August 17th, 2006. So as you can see, the 17th is a very significant date in our household and my friend knew NOTHING about this, but God did. While at the birthday party, I kept replaying what she told me over and over in my head and I kept thinking, why didn’t I dream this? Why did she have this dream? I was the one that asked for Him to visit me in my dreams and that’s when it hit me why she had this dream and not me…
If I would have had this dream myself, I would have doubted and second guessed whether the dream was from God because our 7 year anniversary (August 17th) was just right around the corner and hubby and I had been trying to think of what we wanted to do; therefore I would have just attributed the dream to thinking too much about Josiah and our upcoming anniversary date. God knows I can have a doubtful mind and be too much of a skeptic 🙂
I also believe God chose her because He knew that He needed to share this information with someone who knew absolutely nothing about the significance behind the number 17. If He had used someone else who knew how important the number 17 was in our life, then I don’t believe many people (including myself) would have attributed the dream to coming from God. God’s plans are always perfect and well thought out 😉 I just love that about Him.
I smile every time I think about how God might use the number 17. He knows it already holds a special meaning in my heart and I can’t stop thinking about how perfect and sweet it is of Him to continue to use this number in the life of someone I can’t wait to hold someday. God is so precious and He thinks of even the smallest details that will bring me joy and keep me holding on to hope.
Numbers hold a huge significance in the Bible and the number 17th signifies “vanquishing the enemy” and “complete victory in Christ.” Praise God!
I will never forget the sweet dream my friend had that night and you better believe EVERY time I see the number 17 or it is the 17th on the calendar, I am always looking around for a miracle or special blessing of some sort from God. God wouldn’t have sent this sweet dream if He didn’t have a plan or purpose for it and I am waiting with much anticipation, excitement, and hope to see how this number will play out in the life of my future baby bird.
I am praying that whoever reads this will have their own “sweet dreams” tonight.
The reason I wanted to tell the cyber world this story now is because just in case something significant does happen with Josiah on the 17th, I want to make sure God gets the glory for everything that He has planned and orchestrated for our lil miracle child. What faith would I have if I waited for the “major” event to happen and then I told this story…? So instead, I will appear crazy now 🙂