Lost Toys

When I was a child many of my toys found themselves "lost." Arrows
would be shot in the air, trucks and cars buried in the dirt and some
just never made it out of the closet or toy box, having been replaced
by others.

Last night I had a dream about lost toys. My recent bedtime routine
has been with a final request to the Lord to answer a question. I
wake up with the answer.

But toys?

My question was: "what is the next thing we are to do and by the way,
I am speaking tomorrow, could I have a word that transforms me? I
really don't like recycling(I do not like recycling, period.*) words,
God. And I would like some rhema."

Now, I should tell you that last night I was working on a older Tonka
truck. It was a fire truck. Actually called a water cannon and it's
number was 5(For grace, I assume.) Now, the ladder didn't go up the
way it once did and the siren didn't not shriek(Thank you God!) but
it was in really good shape otherwise. Kind of like me I thought. I
am not as wild as I once was, but I still got a lot of "kid" left in
me. BTW-this Tonka toy will be sold on ebay and some child(Or older
man masquerading as a kid will get it.)

So, in the dream there were all these lost toys. And Santa (Do not
get religious on me now!) had sent people to get the lost toys out of
the homes and sandboxes and car seats, because he had a plan. A
redemptive plan for the toys. A use for them. A use to bring in other
toys until he had collected all the toys to himself. And brought
healing and restoration to them. New legs, new arms, new wheels, new
paint.

I see that the Lord is releasing a people to the chasing down of
"lost toys." First, He is taking the ones who are moving and
"playing" (I am sure this is deeper than I think!) and He is
restoring them. I think this is the process we are in. The next phase
for Him will be to send these "toys" out.

So-I sense that the things that are going on right now where some of
it doesn't make sense, will be clear very shortly. We are in the
middle of being reclaimed. Not that we did not know who we belonged
to, but the higher purpose of our life and the gifts it brings will
clarify, even by Christmas. And in that reclamation process, even the
older "toys" will be shiny and beautiful for the King, Himself.

*I am not against the principle of recycling. I feel as Christians we
have stewardship over the earth and should live as such. Hey, I do
ebay. Everything I sell for the most part is recycled. On the other
hand, the only time you get to recycle in our town is on specific
days. And I always think (Here is where my wife thinks I have way too
much time on my hands.) that as you pull into the center for
recycling, you are to pick a lane(Kind of like toll booths.) and they
"herd" you to the appropriate place. Wow! If I was a terrorist, I
would just build a recycling center knowing that everyone would show
up and pick a line on Saturday morning. It's time for free enterprise
to be allowed to reign in this area. Here, I have to drive to a store
to get tickets to get rid of my trash. Then I have to go the
recycling center. Extra driving-why not have the tickets at the
recycling center? Because we have people on community service who are
going to steal them?

As you can see...I need prayer for this.

Speaking of prayer-I will be speaking at the White Horse Cafe
tonight. Prayer would be cool. Prayer for our newspaper, The New
England Flame is appreciated. And prayer for our business as we bring
in some fine tuning.
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