I had a dream. In the dream, I saw myself in kindergarten, and I watched as the little me was fighting one boy for some crayons. Little Ikenna cried and cried because of crayons. And I was there consoling him and telling him to forget about the crayons.
I told him, “Ikenna, trust me, the future is bright, very bright. Don’t fight over this crayon. Let him have it. Trust me.”
But little Ikenna didn’t listen. He didn’t trust me. To him, that crayon was the most important thing in life at that moment and he had to have it. He continued to cry. He couldn’t comprehend what I was saying.
Then I turned around, and the Holy Spirit said to me, “This is how my children are killing themselves and worrying themselves to death today over things that don’t matter. I keep telling them that the future is brighter, that heaven is the ultimate—a place where all your dreams will come through. But many of you aren’t listening. You keep comparing yourself to others. You fight people over petty things. To you, those things are a big deal but if you were to see what I have planned for you, you will no longer be worrying yourself. You people are busy being jealous of someone who can’t even walk on the same street where your mansions in heaven will be. If only you could see the future, you would trust me, obey me, and just wait patiently.”