Dreams often fill my sleeping hours. Sometimes I remember them and other times they seem like a distraction that robs me of restful sleep. I try to pay attention to the dreams I remember since the Bible says, "And afterward, I will pour out my Spirit on all people. Your sons and daughters will prophesy, your old men will dream dreams, your young men will see visions.” (Joel 2:28) I’m not an old man, but I figure dreams matter to God. Recently I had a vivid dream where I was a little girl, standing in the midst of a pile of shiny, colorful, broken pieces. I bent down and carefully picked up a handful of the jagged fragments and placed them into a velvet offering bag. End of dream. When I awoke I clearly remembered my dream and had a sense that the dream meant something. I asked God, “If there’s a message in there for me, could You please show me?” In that moment, God opened my eyes. He revealed a message from His heart: I could not reassemble the broken things of my life, but that those seemingly worthless shards were valuable to Him, a precious offering in His sight. When I choose to give Him the shattered pieces, the enemy can no longer use them against me. Jesus Christ makes all things new! Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old has gone, the new has come! (2 Corinthians 5:17)
I am so grateful that we don’t have to have it all together before we come to Christ. He loves us and accepts us as we are. When we come to the cross, He asks that we surrender it all—even the broken pieces. Today, just like in my dream, I choose to put my broken pieces in the offering bag—all of them. I choose to surrender the things that haven’t quite worked out, the disappointments, the things I don’t understand, the things that seem hopelessly impossible, and my pride that holds me captive with the thought that I can fix things myself. It’s not an offering deserving of a King, but it’s all I have to give and I choose to give my all.
All to Jesus, I surrender; All to Him I freely give; I will ever love and trust Him, In His presence daily live.
I surrender all, I surrender all, All to Thee, my blessed Savior, I surrender all.
--Judson W. Van DeVenter