Dreams

For as long as I can remember I have had very vivid dreams. Often waking up clinging to aspects of them. Many have been of friends and family especially of those who have passed. After my dad passed I had several very vivid dreams of him. Others have been of me flying through the sky (not in an airplane). Quite often they have been of houses and rooms with the house. When I am overheated in my sleep they can be vivid nightmares so I’ve learned the differences.

I have shared many them with my mom and she has encouraged me to journal them. The ones that stick out and I can’t let go of or can’t brush off as “eating bad pizza before bed” I do journal.

There wasn’t a dream I had last night that led me to this post. I was reading for my Spiritual Gifts class when the Holy Spirit brought me back to a dream I had in February 2018.

At first I brushed it off as a memory, but was then overwhelmed with a feeling of “share it”. Before now I have shared it with two people (mom and a woman from a church I was visiting who did a sermon on dreams).

I’ve learned not to question why I’m directed to do something. Just follow His lead.

Below is the message I sent my mom the day after my dream. It’s not grammatically wonderful by any means, but paints a picture of how Jesus was showing me He had a plan for me. God had paved the way by His Word. I needed only to follow.

God has a plan and purpose for each of us. I pray that you come to know His purpose for you and live out His plan.