We build big dreams at conferences.
We’re on the mountain. We see clearly, far. We slow, hear the Lord’s voice, hear our own voice long buried beneath the bustle, the noise, the busy. We joy in new truths, make lists, have great visions of what life will be like when we get home.
And then we arrive at our own doors.
There is jelly on the doorknob and dishes are piled in the sink. The children we have been inspired to love are all little sinners, our husband is wearing a stained t-shirt, and he still snores.
Our blog still only has forty-two followers. No one bought our ebook while we were away. And that great idea we had? It’s fading fast.
Aslan has something to say to you, sweet mom, living in the juxtaposition of the mountain and valley of vision …
“Stand still. In a moment I will blow. But, first, remember, remember, remember the signs. Say them to yourself when you wake in the morning and when you lie down at night. And whatever strange things may happen to you, let nothing turn your mind from following the signs.
And secondly, I give you a warning. Here on the mountain I have spoken to you clearly; I will not often do so in Narnia. Here …on the mountain, the air is clear, and your mind is clear. As you drop down into Narnia, the air will thicken. Take great care that it does not confuse your mind. And the signs which you have learned here will not look at all as you expect them to look, when you meet them there. That is why it is so important to know them by heart and pay no attention to appearances. Remember the signs and believe the signs. Nothing else matters. And now, farewell–” -Aslan, The Silver Chair
Remember the signs. Nothing else matters. Draw close to Jesus, sweet mama. And press on. You can do it.
Your visions are still valid … even in the valley.
*note: Thank you to my sweet son, who quoted this as his facebook status and so inspired this post!