I saw what appeared to be a wooden cube, I held it in my hand...
It had a black ribbon around it, tied in a bow. I watched, as the ribbon untied itself, and the wooden cube began to unfold itself... it started to reveal different layers and games. First, it turned into a chess board, then it re-arranged itself into a checkers board, then backgammon, Chinese checkers, and so on & so on... I was amazed at all of the different options.
Then, when the cube was finished showing me all of it's various game boards, it re-folded itself back up, nice and neat, back into a small cube. The black ribbon then wrapped back around, and tied itself into a bow.
When I awoke, I sensed in my spirit that I can "play any game I want."
Such is life. The options are endless.
How will I play?
Shall I cheat? Shall I be a good sport? Shall I even participate? Do I seek to win, and do I accept a loss? How do I treat my opponent?
I think that the name of the game, is to simply...
August 8, 2018 Subject:
Life IS like a game - but it’s not based on winning, or losing. It’s about living well.
About the description here ~ looking back on that dream I had, about the wooden “game box”, presented with a black ribbon, I realize that illustration is what life presents to us, what the world shows us.
However as I’ve grown in my walk of faith, I’ve learned that seeking His will for my life is what matters. Not my own desires.
It’s not about how many games I can play. It’s about giving my talent and energy to Him.
This has been a hard life lesson for someone like me, who somehow allowed performance-based junk into my mindset. I’ve learned that every day of our life matters in this world, whether or not we “play the game”.