My ‘Saving the Babies’ Dream

I wanted to share this earlier, but due to family illnesses and injuries, I have been unable to post, so here it is now ….

As many of you know, I asked God years ago to break my heart for what breaks His. Since then, He has put a burden on me to pray for the unborn, and the children. He has put His anguish for our most vulnerable into my heart, nearly breaking it at times with the pain He feels. I have spent many hours weeping and sobbing for all the babies that have been murdered over the decades.

And, He has placed in me a deep yearning for all the babies and children that have been so dreadfully hurt. This is not just for the aborted babies, although my arms have literally ached to hold and cherish each of them; but also includes all the children that have been hurt by what has happened the past few years.

And then a month or so ago He gave me a dream.

In the dream we were arriving at what I felt was some sort of outdoor sports event – perhaps a football game – as there were adults standing in a row shoulder to shoulder, as if on the sidelines of a sports field. I don’t know if there is significance in that or not. We got out of the car and I noted they all had lightweight jackets on and I sensed it was fall, but did not notice anything around these people to confirm that. The man standing in the middle if this line turned slightly and I realized he was holding a baby. At first I thought the baby had just a diaper on. I walked over to him and felt anger well inside of me. “Why doesn’t this baby have anything on?” I yelled it in my anger and then demanded someone get me a blanket. “Give me that baby!” The man turned to place the baby, which I noticed wasn’t even wearing a diaper, in my arms as someone else handed me a striped baby receiving blanket. I quickly wrapped the poor little thing in the blanket as tears streamed down my face. It’s legs and arms were thin, just skin and bones with none of the precious ’baby fat’ that it should have had and it was icy cold. I began feverishly to rub the tiny body crying, “Come on, baby, get warm.” It was then that I looked at the pathetic tiny face that was twisted into a snarl of pain, it’s cheeks sunken in as if it was starved. I cried harder and rubbed harder, willing the tiny body to warm up. And then I felt warmth returning to it through the blanket, and as I watched, the tiny body began to fill out. The face grew plumper and the grey skin tone turned pink. When it opened its eyes to look at me, I just began to sob in relief and thanksgiving.

As I woke up, all I could say was “Why God? Why?” And I heard God say, very quietly, “Your prayers have been heard. You have saved the babies, and the little children.” “But why would you show me this?” “Because this is going to be your plan and purpose.”

I don’t yet understand what it all means, but I feel such excitement to see just where it will lead; and I wanted to share it this morning with this video because it was only minutes later that I found this post from Dutch Sheets for that day.

© Drusilla Mott and, 2022

Reminiscing – To Our King of Glory

I have been going through old writings. Some of them I may have already posted, but I feel as though I should start re-posting them as they are still relevant today and may be needed by someone new to this site. I am going to put these under the heading of Reminiscing. Today’s is from July 2019.

Heavenly Father, Creator of Heaven and Earth, Savior and Redeemer of my soul, Praise and Glory be given to You forever and ever.

O, Lord, Your hand has not been shortened so that You cannot save, nor has Your ear become dull so that You cannot hear. It is our iniquities that have separated us from You, our sins that have hidden Your face from us so that You do not hear. All we like sheep have gone astray; we have all turned to our own way.

Our lips have spoken lies, and our feet have run to evil. Our hands are defiled with the blood of the innocent, our fingers with iniquity and wickedness.

We have transgressed and turned our back from following You, speaking oppression and revolt, conceiving and uttering from the heart lying words. We have conceived mischief and given birth to immorality. We have shunned the Truth and embraced the lie, turned from the Light and welcomed darkness. Truth is lacking and the one that departs from evil makes himself a prey.

We do not know the way of peace, there is no justice in our paths. Our roads are made crooked; therefore justice and righteousness are far from us. We hope for light and brightness, but we walk in darkness and gloom. Our transgressions are multiplied before You, and our sins testify against us.

Justice is turned back and righteousness stands far away, for truth and uprightness cannot enter. You have seen it, and it displeases You that there is no justice. You have wondered why there is no one to intercede.

Lord, the earth is Your’s, and the fullness thereof; the world, and all that dwell therein. You have founded it upon the seas, and established it upon the floods. Who shall ascend into the hill of the LORD? or who shall stand in His holy place?  He that hath clean hands, and a pure heart; who hath not lifted up his soul unto vanity, nor sworn deceitfully. He shall receive the blessing and righteousness from the God of his salvation. This is the generation of them that seek Thy face.

Your Word says, “If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land.”

Fill us with a humble spirit, O God, that we might do justly, love mercy and walk humbly before You. Search us, and know our hearts: try us, and know our thoughts: see if there be any wicked way in us,and lead us in the way everlasting. Forgive us our sin and shine your light in the darkness.

Lift up your heads, O ye sinners; lift up Your hearts. Lift up your eyes on high and behold who has created these things. And the King of glory shall come in. Who is this King of glory? The LORD strong and mighty, the LORD mighty in battle. The LORD of hosts, he is the King of glory.

Lord, arise, pour out Your Spirit upon us! Let us see Your glory and the brightness of Your rising. Be our everlasting Light and our King of Glory.

© Drusilla Mott and, 2019, 2022