Dreams come true. Psalm 128 says “May you live to see your children’s children.”
I celebrated being sixty five recently. Brendan and I celebrated being married for forty five years on Saturday. Our children wanted to mark the event. They reassured me they would do the catering and make it a hastle free day for us. They wanted to hold the event in our home.
The first of the family arrived on Thursday night from Slovakia. Aaron and his daughter Sara Joye wanted to be here to see other family and cousins. Mary and Hannah arrived on Friday night. Brendan took me on a mystery tour to a secret destination to avoid the stress of getting the house ready for visitors. What a lovely surprise! Brendan is romantic.
We returned next day refreshed ready to receive visitors and family. Twenty seven of my immediate family gathered for the day. Friends and extended family dropped in on Saturday afternoon.
The fog lifted, the ferry sailed, the sun shone, the range got fixed, vehicles parked at the side of the house, roses blooming, tea and coffee brewing, sandwiches tempting, candles burning, tea cups clinking, adults embracing, chit chat buzzing and children darting. Love was in the air.
Suddenly I remembered a dream a friend sent me over ten years ago. She saw Brendan and I in a house on an elevated site overlooking the sea. We were in an open plan living room with all our children and grandchildren around us. Last Saturday I was in the dream. The dreams have come to pass.
God gives dreams about the future to give us hope. God is faithful. He fulfilled those dreams. We were gathered with our children and grandchildren to celebrate forty five years of marriage. We made it to celebrate forty five years together despite many trials, temptations and cancer. Our children were delighted for Brendan and I. They were overjoyed to be with us, especially since I’m staying alive after cancer six years ago.
It was a special joy filled day. I remain alive to see my children’s children and see dreams come true.