I had a dream from the Lord. In this dream I was in a church where they were having a dancing audition. I was in a waiting room with others, waiting to be called. Then they called my friend, Pam, to do her dance. I watched her from afar; it was beautiful, so beautiful like she was 20 years old again.

I would be the next to be called, but it seemed they could not find my name. I watched as Pam started to tell them my name, but then heard God speak aloud to them, saying, “she is the wife of the Way-Maker.”

I stood there in awe in the dream. When I woke up… I cried. My heart was so touched…first by Him referring to me as His wife, and then for that deep touch of the heart, when God speaks something and it goes right down to the depths of the soul and spirit. Oh, I know the deep reality of how many times through my life He has kept me and made a way, when I didn’t know how I could get through. He has always been, is currently, and I know will always be my Way-Maker. Through impossibilities, He made possible ways. In all the sufferings, He led me in ways to get through it. In all the heartbreaks, He led me in the way of healing. In all the cruelty, violations, injustices in this life, I found Him to be such a faithful God, holding me ever so tight when all about me was so painful and wrong. He made a way.

In my weakness, He made a way for me to lean on His strength. In wrongs to me, and yes, wrongs I’ve done to others, He made a way for me to walk again in a right way through His strength. In all my ineptness, in all my failings, in all my loneliness, in all my despair, in all my times of wanting to give up, yes, and yes again, He has been my Way Maker—making God. He is my way through – to breathing again, to laughing again (in spite of), to singing from the depths of my heart, to dancing again, and to telling the world of a God who truly cares so deeply for every single detail (no matter how big or small it is), of our crazy lives.

I speak of my assurance in God in life’s little details; like asking for help to stay balanced on the chair while trying to get a spider on the ceiling, or finding my keys – and in the big things in life, like His healing hand when I was sick and even in sufferings during grief. He is with us, our Comforter, faithful God who loves us with steadfast love that never fails or changes. He makes a way. He is our Good Shepherd, watching over us, knowing our frame and how we are made, our ups and our downs, our wins and our losses, our roadblocks; He cares about it all.

Thank you Lord that you have always been my Way-Maker, my God, my Lord and Savior…leading me through. Thank you Lord. I love you.

Joanie Miller

Joanie is the author of ‘Help Lord I Need Some Real Help Here.’ She has authored many children’ books. A woman after the God’s heart. She lives in the Bay area of northern California.