My attempt at fiction titled The Dream: I am constantly thinking - TopicsExpress



          

My attempt at fiction titled The Dream: I am constantly thinking about ministry work! Whether its a post on FB, this blog, the organized Ministry I attend on Saturday with the homeless or a simple conversation I have with a friend, loved one or possibly a complete stranger. I am consciously finding my main goal is just to listen. To let the person being ministered to convey something thats been binding or bothering them. After listening intently my thoughts and actions need to reach the person thats opened up to me! To touch that one heart, spirit, or soul! The ministry work has me dreaming of my own life. What could have been, whats happening now and sometimes a premonition of the future! Regarding the past. I know I cant change history. However, I cant stop but think about what could have been. This all came to light last night in a dream. I am going to try and piece together my dream. Some parts are fuzzy while other parts are still in my head while Im typing this out. In my dream I was in a large city like New York City with a large group of people from my past and present. This included family, people from my grade and high school, co-workers I was stationed with in the military for 10 years to include Germany, Texas, Washington D.C., my current job at Cintas over the last 21 years, and the ministry Ive been involved in the last 3 years! Some of you reading this may have been in my dream. While in New York City I got separated from my family and friends and realized I was lost. For some reason I was also in charge of the transportation for everyone to get back home. The vehicle was over there! What happened to it? Where are my keys? Theyre gone too! So here I was by myself in New York City and I got separated from my family and friends with no way to get them or I home. I started retracing my steps which led me to realize I was getting glimpses of my past. I kept making complete circles going through the same snap shots over and over again. Each time I completed a circle more details would be added. The vehicle and keys were nowhere to be found! I was starting to panic! I started praying ! I started running! Thats when it happened! I was suddenly wearing the Armor of God! Not just figuratively but physically! From Ephesians 6:10-18: 10 Finally, be strong in the Lord and in his mighty power. 11 Put on the full armor of God, so that you can take your stand against the devil’s schemes. 12 For our struggle is not against flesh and blood,but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. 13 Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand. 14 Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place, 15 and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace. 16 In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. 17 Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God. 18 And pray in the Spirit on all occasions with all kinds of prayers and requests. With this in mind, be alert and always keep on praying for all the Lord’s people. All of the sudden with full armor on and each running stride taken I would go 2 or 3 feet almost floating. Once I was floating, I realized I was able to fly. I was not very high in the air. Just 10 or 20 feet above all the people in my life wandering the streets of New York City. I would swoop in like a bird assuring my family and friends not to be afraid, it would be okay, just follow me, while at the same time corralling everyone in my life to one location. At the end of my flight once I had everyone gathered together I landed. The brand new bus we took to get here suddenly appeared. I put my hand in my breast plate! The keys were there! In fact they had been there the entire time! I looked up dream interpretation on the Internet and found this: To dream that you lose your keys, signify fears of losing control of yourself or losing your position or status in life. It may also indicate unexpected changes, frustrations, and unpleasant adventures. Flying dreams symbolize your strong mind and will. You feel undefeatable and that nobody can tell you what you cannot do and accomplish. In your mind, you can be anybody or do anything. To dream that you find a key, indicates that you have found a solution to a problem. You are heading in the right direction and asking all the right questions in the process. It is also a sign of decisive action. Everyone reading this knows how I have opened my life up to everything from my past, present, and future. The interpretation of this dream does not get anymore accurate than the writings of Morbidly Obese & The FB Transformation!
Posted on: Sun, 16 Mar 2014 04:23:53 +0000

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