I’ve been walking on a mystifying path the last couple of years. As a teen, I read a book called Your Dreams, God’s Forgotten Gift. It made the claim that God is a communicating God. He consistently spoke to men of old via dreams. Why wouldn’t He continue to do that today?
I’m further entranced by scripture references regarding His desires for intimacy with us. Ponder these as they might relate to our topic:
For the perverse (devious) person is an abomination (detestable) to the LORD, But His secret counsel is with the upright
The secret of the LORD is with those who fear Him, And He will show them His covenant (Psalm 25:14).
I will bless the LORD who has counseled me; Indeed, my mind instructs me in the night
For His God instructs him and teaches him properly
This also comes from the LORD of hosts, Who is wonderful in counsel and excellent in guidance
I will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go; I will counsel you with my loving eye on you
In the last days, God says, I will pour out My Spirit on all people. Your sons and daughters will prophesy, your young men will see visions, your old men will dream dreams
I love the capacity of the lover of our souls to wink at and whisper to His beloved. I have experienced it a million times. I believe dreams can be God’s “secret counsel”. A mysterious private communiqué.
I used to think I didn’t dream. I was astounded to learn that everyone dreams. As I’ve explored my dreams, I’m astonished. I am more mindful of them and therefore remember them more. I also log them and pray about them.
As Christians we need to be very cautious regarding worldly and even spiritist interpretations of our dreams. There is no shortage of demonic influence in this field. I’m afraid that, to that end, we have thrown out the baby with the bath water.
Here’s one I had this morning that I’d love to explore with my readers. Please pipe in your thoughts under “leave a comment” (which might be at the top or bottom depending on which device you are using.)
I was in a house in a new subdivision. From my front room looking out, I could see my employee Sarah in her living room next door to the right. On two occasions, she was sitting at her table frantically swatting at bats that were flitting around her.
A silver truck belonging to her friend was parked by the road in front of Sarah’s house. There was a deep ditch between the road and Sarah’s house. The truck was parked very precariously parallel to the house. It looked like it would tip over at any moment.
After a while, I looked to the left and there was my other employee Lorie, in her house. Sarah was over there along with their friend, the truck owner, whose face I couldn’t see. The truck was now in this driveway, backed in and level. Lorie has a great laugh, and they were all cutting up, laughing about something.
In the next scene, I was standing at Sarah’s doorway. The door was open and I could see many bats roosting on a beam in the living room. They started to fly out. One huge one flew towards me and plastered itself on my face. I had ducked and was crouching close to the ground with my right arm in front of me in a defensive stance. I was shocked but not terrified (surprisingly :)). I woke up peeling the huge webbed wing off my face.
What’s your first reaction? If we start by identifying the various aspects of the dream, what stands out to you and what do you make of it? I’ll disclose my interpretation in Part 2.