Lost things become found, and many of them👟👢👜🎒

Date: 9/25/2018

I am in the cinema with Lisa. It looks like a cinema anyway, but actually I got a feeling that it might be a church service of some sort. Anyway, at the end we head off down some steps and as we are going down I realised that I’ve left something behind but I know that I’m not strong enough to go running back up the steps again so I carry on. We get to the bottom of the steps and I ask Lisa to go back because I’ve left my bag behind, I tell her it’s got my iPad in – it’s my everyday bag. Then while she’s off up there looking, I realise that I’ve actually got my bag, and there’s lots of things in it – it’s a much bigger bag - it’s not the bag that I thought. I feel bad for sending Lisa off on a wild goose chase because of course she won’t find it. Then I realise that I haven’t got any shoes on, that what I’ve left behind is my shoes. I ring Lisa on my phone and tell her she can stop looking for the bag, what I actually need her to look for is my shoes – I describe the velcro trainers I have that are bit like a carpet tile! So she goes off looking again and then I discover that in my bag are several pairs of shoes/boots – including kneelength boots, ankle boots. 🤔 this seems like it must be important, and possibly meaningful to me, because there is something that is repeated – the belief that I’ve lost something, but then discovering that I’ve got it in abundance. Mmmm.... just hit me there, could this be something about healing? The fact that I am feeling better and my muscles are responding to what I’m doing at the moment, could the ME really be subsiding? Is that God telling me that it is?? Maybe he’s saying, you will not just get back what you think you lost but you get back much more.