
What a gift God has given us; dreaming! Why do we dream though? A lot of my dreams come true, so I'm beginning to think there is a purpose for dreams.But, I'm having repeated dreams about flying! According to a "dream dictionary" this is what it's supposed to mean:
To dream that you are flying, signifies a sense of freedom where you had initially felt restricted and limited. Flying as a spontaneous event often includes some special effort, like flapping one's arms, to get going.(I do flap my arms in my dreams!!) These events are precipitated by a strong desire to travel or an imminent danger that requires escape.This may be related to astral projection or an out-of-body experience that some people undergo.
I'm very intrigued by this. But, astral projection; sounds like throwing up!! Haa, I don't know if that description fits my case. I do see how it may signify a sense of freedom where you had initially felt restricted. God is leading me in a different direction this year and I've never felt so free. Almost every night I dream about flying and soaring through the sky of my campus, imaginary places, and oceans. It's awesome except waking up and being bound to the floor. One time, flying in my old back yard, I got stuck in a huge drift in the sky! I couldn't get down! I was carried in the air all the way to Charleston, South Carolina. I love Charleston so I decided to walk around the city and I found myself in a Jazz club... it was amazing! I remember some man finding me and taking me back to downtown Knoxville. I wish I could go back but dreams are always better as dreams.I was thinking about how much I daydream today. I've stopped expecting my daydreams to be as special as real life because my imagination is too detailed. For example, when I day dream about the home I'm going to grow old in; we'll focus on the wood in the house. The wood has a distinct perfume to it, knots made as my family expands and scrapes, stains that were cried over, holes that were pressed to hold family portraits, and of course the wood of the piano will not be tainted by the smallest speck of dust!! Not to mention the ever so romantic wood that is burning in the fireplace because I don't believe in natural gas. As you see, my dreams are most likely better than the stinky house that I'll eventually inhabit.
Anyways, all of this to say that after having these repeated dreams about flying, I have these huge urges to fly all day long!! Yes, I feel like Jenny from Forrest Gump. Until I was in high school i thought Forrest Gump was Forrest Dump... why would anyone want to see a movie about a dump?? haa..
But on a serious note: 2 Corinthians 3:17 Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom.
I think that freedom is something that I am being called to experience. Not only in my dreams but in life. I am free because Christ set me free. We are created to love the LORD, to do His will, and to share His word. The only time we will feel free is when we obey these commands. That's what this life is about.. and I can't wait to stop wasting time and effort being concerned with anything else.
Don't forget to fly
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