DREAMS. I don’t remember mine very often. They fade from my memory pretty quickly upon waking. However, I occasionally have one that sticks with me. It’s bright. It’s vivid. It’s impacting. It never ever fades from my memory. I believe these dreams are from the Lord for a specific purpose.
I had one such dream a few days ago. Usually I can understand pretty quickly what the Lord is trying to tell me. However, this one has not been so forthcoming. I spoke to a friend about it today and she was helpful. The Lord will reveal the full meaning to me in His time but I kind of just want to put it out here. I believe someone needs to read this.
This was the dream:
My husband and children and I were all vacationing in a beautiful place by the sea. We were with a couple who I do not know from real life. The wife was very meek and a pushover. The husband was demanding and disrespectful to his wife. They had a daughter who seemed about 10.
We were staying on the 10th floor of our hotel. I was standing near the window when I looked into the high clouds and saw a small tornado just beginning to form. Then the Lord gave me a vision of some cabins near our hotel that we had passed by at some point before. The Lord urged me to get to those cabins for safety from the storm immediately.
I quickly gathered together my hubby and the kids and we raced across the hallway to the couple’s room who we were vacationing with. I told them that a storm was coming and we had to get away right then! The man was very chauvinistic and just scoffed at me because I was a woman. I pleaded with the woman to come, telling her that if they were coming, we had to go NOW. She stood up to her husband for once and he was so shocked that he came along. They followed us.
As we were headed out of the hotel toward safety, the siren went off to tell everyone that a storm was coming. As we passed people, we strongly urged them to come with us. Many were too busy gathering their possessions. Others were too panicked to listen. But a good many took heed and followed us.
By the time we came to the cabins, there were a lot of people with us. The cabins were dark log and they were connected like duplexes. Only, there were three of them instead of just two. Triplexes? Lol.
I immediately headed toward the middle cabin because I had reasoned that it should be the safest since it was sheltered between the other two. But my husband stopped me immediately, and said, “No! We have to go into the first one. Not the second one.”
So we all filed into the first cabin. It was filled with people and very dim inside. It was then that I realized Autumn (my daughter) wasn’t right with us. I shouted, “Where is Autumn? Where is Autumn?”
I heard a woman’s voice closer to the entrance say, “I saw her come in! She’s here!”
Well then we just waited out the storm in our tornado positions (just like they taught us in elementary school.) But the entire time, I was on my face, declaring protection over all of us and praying without ceasing. We could hear the storm. It sounded like a train and a monster all at once. We could see it out of the only small window destroying everything in its path.
When the storm was finally over, we all began to stand up and were preparing to leave the cabin when I heard a small voice from outside, “Mommy?? Mommy??”
My heart lurched into my throat as I realized it was Autumn outside. She had never been in the cabin at all.
I raced outside and wrapped her in a hug, I checked her out thoroughly and weeped with thankfulness that even though it had been something outside of my control and even my knowledge, that God had kept her safe for me.
She told me, “Mommy, I was searching for you by the sea. I couldn’t find you. I was on the beach the whole time looking for you.”
After I recovered from weeping, we headed back to the hotel. We passed debris and devastation all around us. When we got to the hotel, everything from the 10th floor and up had been swept away. It was just gone.
So that was the end of the dream. After that, I just had a dream for the rest of the night about a litter of 4 puppies in our home. There was a black one who would break it’s leg every time I put it down even being as gentle as I could possibly be. It made me sad. I haven’t decided if that’s related but I haven’t forgotten it either.
“All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.” -Edgar Allen Poe