I had this strange dream this morning I want to share before I forget because I think it was from God. I was in a training like situation and my trainer required me to go step out into an unknown area,which I presumed might be a hill, and I couldnt see the area for some reason. So I decided I would go down on my belly feet first, that way I could be feeling a little safer and more in control. But my trainer asked me to go down on my back feet first, and this way I couldnt see anything...he was just requiring absolute trust. So I decided I would, but I was nervous. The hill seemed to be made out of wet sand so I put my hands over my head and grabbed on, digging my fingers into the sand to make little areas for me to grab so I could slow myself down and feel a bit safer. So I started to go down at a nice controlled pace which I liked because I had no idea where I was going, how steep it would be, etc...I just trusted that my trainer wouldnt ask me to do anything that might kill me, but I wasnt sure if I made a mistake if that might actually happen. I was thankful to be able to slow myself down and I started to think, This isnt so bad. Im controlling things just great. Im not going too fast, I think I can handle this. So I started to relax a little and loosen my grip of the sand and gradually pick up speed. Its like I got too relaxed and next thing you know I started going faster and faster and I couldnt slow myself down, and the hill suddenly got a lot steeper. It was over for me being in control!! Next thing you know I was flying down the hill going what felt like 80 miles and hour, maybe even 100 mph. I was terrified, and I was continuing to pick up speed...It was also fun, too, dont get me wrong, but I started to really wonder if Id be able to survive when I hit the bottom because I was going so fast and there was no way to slow down. I slid down a ways enjoying the thrill, wondering how Id survive, and I didnt slow down at all,but kept getting faster, and then just like that it was over...I dont know what happened because I didnt ever remember hitting the bottom or if I did, it was like it was supernatural-being carried or floating...and I was back to safety and I saw my trainer again. I survived and passed the test. Wish I could remember where I ended up or what my reward was...I just remember it was good and I was happy. I think the trainer in the dream represented God, and He was giving me (us) a taste of whats in store, and my/our need to be absolute dependent on Him. What He asks of us may require risks and it may even appear unsafe or unwise, but if were sure God is the one who asked this of us...whatever it is...then He will protect us and be with us and make sure we get to our destination safely. We maybe in store for the time of our lives and the adventure of our lives. We may have absolute joy and fun in the process, but it cant happen without us absolutely trusting Him and giving up our will for His and being obedient! Of course it requires us to move past out fears and take a leap of faith, and be very courageous, trusting in Him with our entire being!
Posted on: Mon, 04 Aug 2014 03:34:29 +0000
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