The Dream.

Note: This is another journal entry from January 16, 2008. -DL

A few nights ago, I had a dream that was really interesting to me.  I was sliding down the side of a hill, heading toward trees and brush, and toward a certain collision with a tree or something.  Somehow, I was able to dodge the trees and rocks and brush, avoiding injury or worse.  When I stopped, I was at the bottom of the hill in the woods.  Looking up and to my left, I could see the top.  I started grabbing some of the limbs of the bushes and pulling myself up.  Again and again, I grabbed and pulled up, and up and up.  I woke up before I could see myself reach the top, but I believe the message was already clear before I could see the end of the dream. 

 

Life brings forward several challenges and I believe dreams are a way for God to speak with us when He wants to.  Some dreams are just random images in your mind, and they are exactly that: random images your mind has stored in its file cabinet.  But when it’s really important, and the dream is clear and means something, I think it is God speaking to us in a way we will think about and hopefully understand.  I think that is what this dream was for me.  Even though things are a little unclear and I am heading down the bottom of the hill, when I get there, I will find the right branches, limbs, brush and trees to pull myself back up to the top.